Novel & Cerita Captain America And Black Widow Fanfiction

Conrad slumped back into his leather chair, the air leaving his lungs in a ragged, broken sound. "It was a setup," he whispered to the empty office. "A total fraud. Nadia was the one in the bed with me. Now it makes sense why her scent always called out to me. Urghh I feel like squeezing Danielle until her neck snaps in halves." Raven began to howl. The sound wasn't a growl of anger, but a long, vibrating groan of pure, unadulterated happiness. She is our mate! the wolf cried, his voice a thunderous echo. We have found our mate, Alpha, now you will have to put your grievances aside and go claim her.

“No can’t do, you were snooping, the Alpha is going to reward me for catching you right in the act, I am long over do for a reward.” My head was face down as he dragged me, I could not see the face of my captor. I didn’t thrash, I didn’t yell. I didn’t desire to get hurt, and I knew it was over, I had to deal with the consequences of my actions. Each step he took. My mind slipped away into the darkest thoughts. Luca is going to kill me. — In an instant, I winced in pain and a tear slipped out of my eyes, my body collided so fast with one of the chairs, my sight was compromised for a second before I darted my eyes up.

Fine. If Atlas Blackwood wanted Vivienne Moreau, the Viper, the bitch with teeth and venom and zero patience for bullshit, then yeah, unlucky him. He was about to get her. I yanked the door open. “Well?” I snapped, meeting his gaze head-on. “You’ve been haunting my hallway like a rejected ghost. What now, Alpha? Planning to arrest me? Kill me? Recruit me? Or are you just here to stare because you finally realized paradise accidentally let a nightmare walk in?”

'' I hit send. The digital message vanished into the ether, a tiny green checkmark appearing next to her name. I leaned back against my pillows, crossing my arms over my chest as a cold, predatory warmth settled deep into my stomach. The ice at Blackwood belonged to me. The captain's 'C' belonged to me. Anastasia Volkov thought she could just breeze into my territory, hide behind an initial on her jersey, and steal my spotlight with the help of a compromised coach. But the winter break was only two weeks long. And by the time my flight landed back in the northern hills, I was going to have enough gunpowder to blow her entire royal kingdom right off the map.

I managed to say, my breath hitching as Caleb’s fingers found my sensitive knot, his thumb beginning to stroke it with a slow, torturous psychological precision. My inner walls clamped tightly together in an involuntary reflex. I looked directly at Ethan, silently begging him to stop his brothers, but the eldest Blackwood simply raised his coffee cup to his lips, a slow, dark spark of unhinged satisfaction flaring within his icy eyes. He was enjoying my torment. He wanted to see if his queen could rule while drowning in lust.

Zafira Nightvale POV "Your alpha mate just registered our bond in the territory scrolls, so your small paws are officially the high lady of the Blackwynd Moon Dominion logs!" Vickon Blackwynd tells my snout as he cuts the pack link with Zevrick Frostmoor, his golden eyes looking down at my red face. "Why is your inner wolf dazed like a pup who drank too much fermented berry juice?" "Nothing is wrong with my brain, Hubby!" my mouth snaps back to reality real fast, my cheeks turning completely pink as I turn my fur away in embarrassment because hearing him call me his lady wife makes my chest pound super hard.

“He could have just as easily told you that we knew each other the minute he walked through that door. Instead, he waited until I left and who knows what lie he’s told.” “Messages don’t lie,” Peter snarled. “If those are the messages that I think they are,” Megan said in a strong voice, “they most certainly do.” She turned to Jasper. “Now, if you’ll sit down and calm down, we’ll make sense of what’s happening.” “There’s no confusion here, Megan,” Jasper said as he took a chair next to Peter. “This she-wolf…” “Black Widow is more fitting,” Eliza interjected.

“Since we’re talking about this, why don’t you tell me what you’re planning to do? Let’s see if you’re worthy of suppressing me.” “Also, stop using your Black Widow nickname.” “It’d be fine if you use it to trick some outsiders, but it’d be silly of you to do it with me, wouldn’t it?” Faye snapped, “Even though you know I’m the Black Widow, you still dare to fight me?” Avel replied calmly, “You’re just a widow. You don’t have the right to be suppressed by me, nor do you have the right to support Flynn’s Antiques! You’re not worthy of the Naiswells, either!”

"Would I have gotten this curse if Manny and I had waited?" "No, honey," Bree put a hand on her shoulder. "It only affects the ones in BlackCreek." "Man," Blake smiled. "It would have been hilarious seeing Manny go crazy, though." "Her mom would hate me more than she already does," Manny said. He tried to go over to his wife to comfort her, but she gave him the death glare. "I'm still mad at you for not telling me all of this." "But, Sophie!" "How long have we been married?!"

The captain that is being controlled by the black marks on his body felt unwilling and frustrated at not being able to hit his prey, and a guttural sound reverberated from his throat and to the surroundings, scaring away any hiding wild beast near the perimeter. Samel’s wolf form snorted at the mad-looking entity that is causing chaos by leveling the ground and breaking the trees in a fit of anger. His eyes darted around, and due to the black light emitting from the other party’s body, he immediately spotted Venom that has crawled a couple of steps away from his original position. Venom felt the unbearable pain from both his thighs, but he could only crawl away to escape the commotion or he