Blackwidow Novelas e Histórias

For some reason, I felt she was amused by something, even though her face was utterly blank with her blindfold. And then, she parted her lips. ‘’The one above all and goddess of the moon decrees Athena Lancaster, the fated mate of Alpha King Thanos I and the Luna Queen of the werewolf kingdom!’’

Benath the strong smell of pine was the faintest whiff of something sweet—vanilla I think. Mix ti together, and it was uniquely her. Fuck. This woman was my mate. I walked towards her, captivated by her scent. Then I heard her. A low growl, followed by the heavy thud of someone hitting the ground. “We must make her ours!” my wolf growled. I clamed down on that feeling, digging my claws into the palm of my hand. “Calm down,” I ordered. I stepped into view and froze. She moved like a weapon—fast, controlled, brutal. A thin black ribbon covered her eyes, but it didn’t seem to matter. Her body knew what it was doing. Every kick, every punch, every twist of her hips was precise. Deadly.

The mist shifted, colder and heavier, and every sound seemed to drain out of the world. And suddenly, everything around seemed to still. Everything around seemed to lose. Whatever it held on to, whatever life or hope that it wanted to carry, it just stilled completely. And she was there. Tatiana. The one woman who had not spoken to me. The one woman who's been avoiding me because she knew that I was her daughter, but not only that, I was the flaw that she wanted to ignore. Maybe Delilah was someone that she wanted to hold on to. She wanted to embrace the power that Giovanni struck in her. But I was that flaw that she wanted to ignore. The flaw that reminded her of what true love was, what hu

He was defeated, and that made him feel humiliated. Filled with hatred, he chooses the most beautiful of the warriors to be his mate, but she is the pack's beta mate and is pregnant. That meant nothing to Jackson. He would possess her body and mark her by force. The beta would disown a woman whose body has been used and marked by another man. But Mary was a phenomenal warrior, and knowing that her offspring was in danger if she got raped, she used forces she didn't even know she had and managed to get rid of Jackson, leaving him knocked down on the floor.

Raven I stood in front of the mirror, my reflection staring back at me. Today was the day I would return to Black Stone Group, not as the dutiful wife Emerson expected, but as a woman with a plan. My hair was neatly styled, and my makeup was flawless, every detail carefully crafted to present myself as the perfect, composed wife of the Alpha. But beneath this polished exterior, a storm brewed. This wasn’t just about showing up for work. It was about plotting my revenge, learning Emerson’s secrets, and slowly tearing down the world he thought he controlled.

The crowd laughed. They were sure that this other guy could not defeat the infamous Black Widow. It was rumored that she was born in a land of bitter winter. Strange patterns crawled all over her skin while tattoos of unknown meaning scrawled all over her face. She was said to be enchanted by a great shaman of Diablerie with the souls of venomous creatures. She possessed all kinds of abilities from animals like spiders, snakes, and scorpions. She licked her lips as she approached Logan. "Come to your mistress, little boy."

I quickly step out to see a woman whose voice sounded awfully familiar, arguing with Delilah, the only model acquaintance I got along with because she was just as bitchy and spoilt as me. “You think I am a loser with no friends. Okay, first of all you couldn’t be more wrong, I have a lot of friends, Elizabeth, Victoria, Danika…..umm...my mother, my grandmother who, fun fact, knitted this sweater for me.” The woman said proudly as she gave Delilah what she thought was a savage reply. Yep, that’s Emily. Delilah just shook her head as she tried to process Emily’s personality, “What’s going on?” I intervene before the fight gets out of hand.

The battle was over in an instant, and the wild rabbit disappeared into the underbrush as Ethan Brooks slapped his forehead in despair, then looked towards the black widow with his mental connection. The black widow was in a dire state, spread-eagled—stuck on a giant banana leaf, slowly sliding down.

I open a drawer attached to my desk where several bottles of water is kept for easy reach. "Uhm, it's the news sir. It's about you," she taps the screen of her work tablet and hands it to me. The headlines were like a slap to the face. Nothing could have ever prepared me for the greatest shock of my life, not even my assistant's rude awakening. Boldly splashed across the screen was my name and it read: TRUE STORY BEHIND THE BIRTH OF AFRICA'S YOUNGEST BILLIONAIRE. WOMAN CLAIMS TO BE THE BIOLOGICAL MOTHER OF HENLEY DANIELS, FOUNDER OF HENPRO.inc.

Of all the beauty, hers was the most divine. Her purple eyes gleamed with her grey armor as she rose from the ashes, did her purple gaze shine with her tears or her enemy’s blood? They were afraid to call her by her name……. Athena. I am Athena Raven Lark, and this is my Story.