Daddy Long Legs Vs Black Widow Novels & Stories

If I was going down, you could bet my perky ass was taking one of them with me. Ivy Davenport whipped her bleached ponytail over her shoulder. “She won’t be laughing when she’s being strangled by a boa constrictor.” A what now? “Have you even seen a boa constrictor, Ivy?” I asked, my eyebrows sky high in the face of her sheer dumbassery. “For crying out loud, these are Black Mamba’s.” “Same fucking thing.” She spat; her toilet water eyes narrowed into slits. I scoffed. “Yeah. Totally, same fucking thing.”

And in their stead were Nathan and David, both as bare as the day they were born as they stood there, all brave and uncaring in their naked glory. "Oh wow, that's way too many dicks for one evening," I mindlessly said, jaw-slacking with astonishment as I gawked at those two freaking long and thick monsters dangling between their legs, faintly hearing someone stifle a chuckle before they quickly covered themselves up with their hands.

More than a century ago, the mighty Dolion Black Starkov was just a baby, born with a curse that would haunt him for eternity. His red eyes, a rarity among Lycans, sparked fear and trepidation in the hearts of the adult Lycans. The mere sight of him made them recoil in disgust, and the elders condemned him as an abomination.

Besides my family, they were the most well-known families in the world. Zachary Blackwell used to be friends with my father a long time ago, but something happened to start a feud. My father never spoke about it, but suddenly the Blackwells were no longer part of our inner circle. Zachary was also a Lycan, but what made him one of the most feared men in the world was his witch bloodline, on top of being a Lycan. Not to mention his billion-dollar empire, which is almost as successful as the Landry Foundation.

Kayda's POV I'm shifted into my dragon and sleeping in a cave right now. What the fuck did I do to myself? This is all that bitch's fault. If she hadn't been his fated mate, I would have had him. He didn't think I could be faithful to him. He's probably right. There is no one man who can keep up with my appetite. But he would've never known. I am the black widow of dragons. I started out fucking the warriors. But when I got tired of them, I started hunting outside our kingdom for a man who could just fuck me once and be done. That man didn't exist, so I started killing them as soon as they started asking for my number. I enjoyed it too.

Kayda's POV I'm shifted into my dragon and sleeping in a cave right now. What the fuck did I do to myself? This is all that bitch's fault. If she hadn't been his fated mate, I would have had him. He didn't think I could be faithful to him. He's probably right. There is no one man who can keep up with my appetite. But he would've never known. I am the black widow of dragons. I started out fucking the warriors. But when I got tired of them, I started hunting outside our kingdom for a man who could just fuck me once and be done. That man didn't exist, so I started killing them as soon as they started asking for my number. I enjoyed it too.

Not just any wolf, but a massive black beast as large as a small house. As it burst through the bushes, my heart seized in terror. I couldn't even scream. I remained frozen and watched the monster shift and its bones snapped. Its massive shape twisted violently until a towering man stood in the clearing. He was lethal yet beautiful. Even through my panic, I couldn't help but recognize the striking gold of his eyes. Valen Alaric, The Lycan King. Oh my God. What kind of night was this? My palms turned slick with sweat, yet Valen’s eyes didn't stay on me.

We both are smiling at each other as we hold each other down with our eyes, each waiting for the other to make the first move and strike first, she had her eyes on my left leg and I knew she had figured that it was the most vulnerable part of my body, I wonder how she figured this out in such a short period of time. It was a condition I had from when I was a baby and even though I was a werewolf and one with a wolf it still couldn't be healed, and I have grown to live with it without people suspecting anything was wrong with me, but with just few hours of our banter she had figured that out. There definitely is something up with this person. And I can smell that she's far from ordinary. I st

She revealed. “And those enemies are at your doorstep,” Steve replied. The screen flicked to the outside of the building. Over a hundred men and women in suits with long curved blades drawn were standing ready. “The Black Dragons,” Lady Long said. “Are they all dragons?” Steve asked, weighing his options. Lady Long scoffed at his questions and smiled through her pain. “No, they are werewolves just like you,” Lady Long replied. “Black Dragon Pack.” “How many men do you have on your side?” Steve asked.