Blackwidow Novels & Stories

After being tortured for a long while and at the brink of death is saved by the male lead, Reynold. I walked up to Irina's figure with a wooden plank as she layed on the cold floor, struggling in the dirt as she tried to crawl away from me. "So you think that just because Reynold dotes on you and treats you like his little canary...... you can defy me and get away with it." - I toned down my voice a notch, sounding cold and menacing. Embodying the true essence of the villainess in the movie. Irina embodying the role of the favored woman, whimpered struggling to make a sentence.

The man questioned. “Yes. We were able to catch a glimpse of the people who blew them up using the hidden drones. It was Alden Black Lombardi…” “Alden? He has no business with Victor if I can remember, they barely know each other. So there's no reason for him to do something like this.” “Actually… There was someone else who was spotted with him and we were just able to identify who the person was.” Ethan raised an eyebrow, silently asking for the answer. “It's a woman. And not just any woman, she has grey eyes just like yourself and the rest of the clan.” Ethan’s fingers stilled over the photograph. His gaze snapped up, his usually composed demeanor fracturing for the first time in years.

Blend in, keep your head down, and move on before anyone gets too close. As she walked down the bustling hallway, murmurs and whispers followed her. She was used to it. She didn't just blend in. She found her locker and fumbled with the combination, her hands trembling slightly. As she opened it, she caught a glimpse of herself in the small mirror inside. Her long, curly silver hair cascaded down her back like molten moonlight, shimmering with an otherworldly glow. It was the kind of hair that defied explanation, the kind that drew eyes and sparked curiosity exactly what she didn't need.

Closing the door, he turned towards us with a defeated sigh, before positioning the glasses above his nose. "What's going on? How is she doing? Is there any improvement?" I asked, hurling questions at him in such a way that he couldn't answer them at once. "Alphas, I found out she is very weak. And that because it seems the blade she was struck with isn't just an ordinary blade. And when I ran a test, I found out she had some wolfsbane in her body and its spreading rapidly." He concluded, his gaze flitting from one person to the other. It felt as if I had been stabbed with an invisible blade when those words left his mouth.

"Boss, don't tell me she's—" Sophia set aside her bowl of fruit, chin tilted proudly. "What's the matter? I'm Tisha, the one you call boss." "Nice to meet you, Boss Tisha!" Ronald sputtered, questioning his own sanity. Emeraldshade was the dark web's premier marketplace. He had once pictured Emerald Crab as a middle-aged, divorced dad, only to discover she was the elusive Miss King! As for Tisha? She was Emeraldshade's infamous Black Widow, a name that sent shivers down the spine of many.

The pain that surged through the Scarlet Witch's body began to subside, replaced by a sensation that was foreign yet strangely comforting. In that moment, the Scarlet Witch realized something. She saw a vision within Sabrina's memories, a bond that held incredible significance for her – Andrei, the alpha of the Silvermoon Tribe. Sabrina's connection with him was the strength of her determination, a source of unwavering support and love. ‌ The realization washed over the Scarlet Witch like a wave, her anger and resentment melting away. She understood now that Sabrina's strength came from her relationships, from the people she cared about. The Scarlet Witch saw the potential for her own transf

But I knew Ava more than anyone else; she killed him. "You can't lie to me, Ava." "What if I did?" "What if I killed him?" "Can't I get rid of stuff I no longer need?" Ava retorted back, much to my surprise. The first time I heard about Cosmas disappearance, it took me a while to accept that Ava was a murderer. I could remember that night; there were claw marks on her dress, and her hands were covered with blood. I watched in shock from her partly open room door. She dusted herself up with a lot of "black dust." Black dust had the power to conceal even the strongest scent.

Lilith who was full of envy and resentment, obeyed no matter how much she dislikes it. The throne was promised to her long ago, even on the time Elspeth was already born, the crown was promised to her. Until Veronica was born, everything Hikaris have promised her was then dedicated to the woman with amethyst eyes: Veronica. “Is everybody ready?” Taylor asked as she points her rifle on the exact angle to distract the guards. “We are ready to engage, General.” Taylor’s team said in union.

He was truly grateful that he met that woman otherwise he will never be able to experience such heaven. What was her name again? Aurelia King, the White Widow, a very dangerous woman who made him feel powerless. It was a good thing that he had his eyes on just one person and that was his little devious witch, Enchantia. Just like her name she enchanted him.

Catherine couldn’t take her eyes off from the two. The two made it feel like the audience were the deity watching over the two serving as witnesses. Lyra’s emotions and her divine moves has stolen the hearts of the people. Catherine felt like Lyra had really become the beautiful spirit of the forest that embodies beauty, strength, independence, wisdom, longingness, and loneliness.