Story Of The Black Widow Novels & Stories

Pain exploded through my body as they dragged me back, shouting, hitting, reminding me exactly where I stood. When they were done, I lay on the floor, shaking, unable to cry anymore. The next morning, they brought in a woman. “She will be your maid,” one of the guards said. “She will report everything you want to the boss.” The woman avoided my eyes. I nodded numbly. Three days. That number echoed in my head like a countdown I couldn’t stop. That night, alone in the room, I pressed my face into the pillow and screamed silently. I thought of my husband. Thought of his smile. Thought of how he promised to protect me. Anger burned through the grief for the first time.

Not at all behaving like someone who’d just upturned her daughter’s entire life. “Between werewolves and witches.” She gestured for Shivani to come over and placed her hands into Shivani’s. “You will be getting married to Lukov. He is a prince. I have always wanted you to marry into a royal family.” Achlys said with a toothy smile. “But mother, werewolves are dangerous. I could get killed.” “We all have to make sacrifices sometimes. This time, you are the sacrifice.” Achlys stood up abruptly and went into her chambers leaving Shivani with a new knowledge; her own mother wanted her dead.

I'll hold you the grandest wedding in Stonecreek in three days for the sake of the Sorenson family's reputation, so you'd better tell your father to restore the capital, Wylon. Those in the comment section were in shock. "What planet is this female lead from? How did she even come to that conclusion? "I'm honestly still reading this novel for the entertainment value of this overly confident female lead. It's killing me!" Zoe took Jaiden by the hand after saying that and turned away. Jaiden, on the other hand, glanced back over his shoulder, flashing me a taunting smirk. I was so incensed by their arrogant departure that I actually let out an incredulous laugh.

Xander- my scouts! Steven- scouts lead by your beta chief? Black- he lied to you! Xander- why would he lie about you? Black- I don't know but my mate died during childbirth!.. I found her a salve and she was not in the best of health even then. She got pregnant and I was told I might lose one or the other.. I was not prepared to lose both within seconds of each other! Steven- too much wolfsbane? Black- yeah! Her wolf was not able to keep up, she couldn't heal herself at the end.

"But from the look of things, you really have pissed him off." "We want her!" Armo said, glaring at Sarah whom Stefano had pushed behind him and was now partially shielding with his body. "Who?" He asked. "She's one of mine, I want her now!" Armo stated. "What for?" "She's already been bought! Just hand her over, Franchetti." "By whom?" "She's la vedova nera!" "Si? The black widow, eh?" Stefano asked. "Yes!" Armo didn't look pleased. "But I'll punish her first before I hand her over to the buyer."

Violet had signed many terrible documents in her life. Rental agreements with fees hidden like landmines. Loan paperwork written in language designed to humiliate poor people politely. School forms. Medical forms. Court forms. Forms that asked for proof of things she had survived but did not want to explain. The Widow’s Contract was different. Not because it was longer. It was. Not because it was intimidating. It absolutely was. It was different because every page felt like someone had written it with one hand while hiding a knife in the other.

She would move in with them, then slowly but surely earn their trust to figure out where they kept their cash. That whole game about needing $15,000 to ditch her abusive husband was merely a test to see how deep my pockets were. I only hesitated for a split second before I coughed up the money. They were not about to let a cash cow like me slip away. "Gavin, I'm so sorry!" Vonn sobbed as the cops slapped the cuffs on her. She was led away to the squad car. I wondered if she felt guilty when she secretly cut the ropes on my wrists with that fruit knife.

"The serum?" "The poison you stole from the wedding," the Judge laughed, stepping down from the obsidian throne. "Did you really think Dante would leave a lethal toxin just sitting in a cabinet? That wasn't a death sentence, Bianca. It was the Ascension Serum. The Vane bloodline has a failsafe. If the wolf doesn't come by age, it has to be forced out through a near death trauma. You didn't commit suicide. You triggered the shift." The world began to shake. The glass beneath her feet cracked, a spiderweb of fractures racing toward the dark pit.

In fact, with the way her temper was rising, she couldn’t promise to let the others go scot-free, but the day hadn’t ended just yet. “Speaking of women,” one of them slurred, pouring himself another glass. “Did you hear about that story on the news? Some guy in our business… poisoned in his own bed. They’re saying a woman did it.” The oldest one chuckled darkly. “Not just any woman, folks. They’re calling her the Black Widow. A ghost. No one knows her face. There are just whispers of her. Apparently, she charms men, and once they give in to her, none of them make it out of her web. Poison Guy’s story is not the only case.”

She asked, "Are you the one who issued the mission?" The Japanese warrior said, "You don't need to know so much, just tell me how you failed?" The black widow was very clear that her life was in the hands of the Japanese people. She told the story from beginning to end, and finally said, "It was all going well, but there was a master of poisoning in them. Not only did he not get poisoned by us, but he poisoned us on the contrary." "What does that man look like?" Asked the Japanese warrior.