Ursa Major Black Widow Novels & Stories

A puppet master is pulling the strings behind the chattering of this giant spider horde. The spiders come in various colors. Some are light grey and others are white. The dark brown ones have large orange eyes and the black ones have red eyes. But all the spiders have one thing in common, they are here to destroy the Perez household and mean to kill us all. My reflection in the mirror is fierce and strong. My eyes continue to glow as the horde chews through the attic door. "Get behind me," Chief Wolfpaw says to me as he and Cody are in their full werewolf forms with their claws ready to attack the spider giants on the other side of the door.

“What do you mean by that?” She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she simply lifted a trembling hand and pointed through the bone door, to the heart of the cave. Outside, a ritual had already begun. They weren’t ordinary werewolves. These were something else entirely, women only, cloaked in black garments. Their skin shimmered red, not naturally, but as if they’d anointed themselves in gore. Their eyes glowed faintly in the firelight. Magic radiated off them like heat. There were no children. Just women, and death. My mind snagged on the thought: How do they reproduce? But the question was lost beneath the growing dread.

The world was thriving without the humans that had once destroyed it. Adam hesitated as they passed through the physical evidence of a devastating past. He had never experienced the cities while they were full of life, he would have only experienced what the wolves had claimed for themselves. They didn’t linger for long as she pushed for them to move onward. Her connection to Grace had grown stronger the further they moved from the north and it had soon become clear to Adelaide where they would be going. Sgaoileadh. The Blood Rock. As the wolves had the Moon Valley as their sacred ground, the vampires had the Blood Rock. It was where they sacrificed innocents in the name of the Moon Goddess.

Sam said. “I know, I know,” Olivia said.” Where do we start?” Suddenly a large bang arupted from lout side the warehouse as screams from the panicing citizens followed. “Looks like you got your answer, Liv,’ Scott uttered. The turn raced out of the warehouse to find 9 foot. Black widow zapping venom from its mouth and setting the windy city to blaze. “I hate bugs,” The towering arachnid terrorized the downtown building of Chicago with no sing of stopping.

Matthew asked. For that question, the presence got closer to them and slowly revealed itself. It was a spider that had the torso and head of a human female on top of the spider’s torso. The spider was black with dark brown hair like a tarantula and the woman had fair and white skin with black hair. Her black hair reached her waist and she had eight eyes on her face, two of them normal human eyes with red irises and the other six were red semispheres placed around her main eyes. The spider’s head had the same feature only that they were all red semispheres. In short, it was a mixture of beauty and monstrosity in one body with it going more on the monster side.

He bowed slightly to Dax. “Dr. Voss,” Dax said. “Explain.” The doctor stepped forward, voice even and clinical, like he was discussing the weather instead of my impending doom. “I specialize in interspecies reproduction and werewolf-human biology. What Signor Blackthorne states is medically accurate. A werewolf fetus in a human womb forms an immediate, unbreakable symbiotic bond to the mother’s life force. Termination triggers an aggressive defensive response, claws develop early, instinct drives the pup to protect itself. The mother’s uterus ruptures. Major arteries tear. Hemorrhage occurs within minutes. No surgical tool or technique has ever succeeded in separating them without fatal mate

“How dare you ruin the young master’s business, you bastard? Do you know how much I needed to prepare for this? I’ll kill you!” Remi pushed Miley aside, then swung his arm at Harvey. Black webs with a foul stench instantly shot forward. Harvey raised his hand, grabbing the web and studying it curiously. “You people think you’re invincible because you know martial arts? How old-school is that?! What a naive bunch!” After seeing Harvey stand still as if he had been hit, Remi seemed quite proud of himself. “You don’t know that America’s genetic science is actually the strongest! “I have the genetic data of a Black Widow spider in my genes! People like me are considered Mutants!

The main room was large, but the hole in the floor took up a large portion of it. Aries looked up and his eyes were black like his wolf’s. Jorogumo was up on the ceiling and was hissing and spitting in rage. Half her nest was now destroyed in a matter of minutes with that fire. Fire she was very susceptible to. Jorogumo had the head and torso of a woman, but the lower body of an eight legged spider. Her legs were huge, shiny and black. Her lower body a swirling pattern of red and yellow.

It turns out I inherited my mother's looks. Four years ago, I learned about a herb called Black Mandala from Camila. It's a poisonous plant that can allow the parasitic dark melanin to live on a werewolf's body. Eating Black Mandala would damage the vocal cords of the werewolf, even changing their skin, hair, and pupils' color. I found it intriguing and began searching for this herb.

"You're away." She let go of the branch and fell unceremoniously towards the earth. Although unnecessary, Shane caught her in his arms. "Tell no one," she muttered, staring suspiciously at the web. "She doesn't really have pet spiders does she?" "Black widow," Banshee said, overhearing everything, "brown recluse, three species of tarantulas --"