Who Is Black Widow's Love Interest Novels & Stories

My hand gripping the teacup suddenly tightened. Scalding tea splashed onto the back of my hand, but I felt nothing. Cassie watched my reaction, a flash of triumphant satisfaction crossing her eyes. She said, "20 years ago, your father, Richard Lambert, was Haven City's most famous genius designer, and my father, Bobby Wynter, was just his assistant. Your father was incredibly talented and designed a revolutionary piece of jewelry called Eternal Heart that caught the Zaharan Royal Family's attention."

Despite Vickon’s blood-chilling expression, his touch as he wound the spider-silk bandage around Zafira's hand was incredibly gentle, betraying a possessive tenderness he couldn't entirely hide. If you watched closely, it was obvious how much he doted on the silver-haired she-wolf next to him. More than once, when Zafira whined something needy, he looked as if he wanted to snap at her for being weak—only to melt again, completely unable to stay angry at his marked mate. Nythra stared, absolutely stunned. -Was this truly the Supreme Alpha Vickon Blackwynd? Didn’t every pack rumor say he was a savage monster who hated she-wolves—and hated anyone getting close to his skin even more?

he added with a smirk. “I don’t give a shit if you’re bored,” I snapped. “Just answer me. What do you want with Nova? And don’t feed me some garbage about actually liking her. You don’t care about anyone but yourself.” He chuckled. “Ahh, so this is about your little girlfriend?” “She’s not my girlfriend,” I shot back immediately. “But I’m not letting you play her. You’ve been circling her like a damn parasite. Just say what you’re really after.”

"I don't believe it, that you'd suddenly move on to a wolf like him. Thorne's never been faithful—he's infamous for it across three territories. You, with your temper, how could you stand it?" A wintry smile flickered across her face. "I put up with plenty from you, didn't I? Dominic Blackwood, once a she-wolf stops hoping for love, fidelity means little." Her violet eyes were cold as she continued. "We're not mates anymore, just allies. I want something from Thorne; he wants something from me. It's simple, clean—love only exhausts you." Her words cut deeper than any claw. We sat in tortured silence, the weight of our shared history hanging between us.

Yet, if he were truly that scared of losing me, then why would he allow another woman to become his wife? He must have simply gotten used to my presence. This was just like how an owner would panic if their dog or cat went missing. I called him back. "Sorry, my phone ran out of battery just now." Worry and fear were thick in Lucas' voice as he replied, "You scared me half to death! Do you know that we're having a power struggle with Black Widow right now? I thought you'd been kidnapped! I was even about to take 100 million dollars there to get you back!"

But until then, this is Alpha Skyler Gale Blackthorn, Protector and High Consort of the Realm of the Silverfangs, and husband to Alpha Riven Blackthorn. If he was a mistake, He would be a mistake I would love to make every single time. An enemy that made my life simple, calm, chaotic, and peaceful. My peace, and mate. My everything in a wolfman. A gift from the Moon Goddess. A treasure I couldn't repay. A lover I found on the ice.

He aims the gun at the floor, then suddenly raises it toward a woman crouched behind the pallets. “No!” The word tears out of me. My boots hit the concrete. The woman collapses against the crate, and in the flash of the light I see her face. Rosalind. My hands go cold for a beat. She looks small and terrified and furious at the same time. A man presses a pistol at the side of her head. “Back away,” I order. My voice is a low growl. The kidnapper laughs, the sound thin and bitter. “Blackwood,” he says, and his eyes light on me with a cruel glee. “You finally came.”

I’m not gonna lie, joining hands with her fixes something inside of me, something I never knew was broken. “I guess I’m in safe hands then.” She looks at our hands, then at my face, then she smiles. I hope Lorenzo is aware of what he has. She’s a rare pearl. If she was mine, I would never hurt her. If she was mine, I would never be sad. I know it might seem wrong to have these feelings for someone twice my age, but you have no idea how beautiful it feels, how whole I feel. Maybe spending the holidays with Lisa’s family was meant to happen. Maybe Sarah and I were meant to find each other. But she’s somebody’s Wife, and she and I can never work.

she said, her voice breaking like a half cried, “I know he did. Oh… Isaac look at our childs, they’re going through hardest struggle just to save you, please come back.” “Dad, you know the spy was Alistair Wilburn. He’s the one who gave them the blueprint of Black Widow so they could break in and steal everything. But don’t worry. This will all be over soon.” I spoke to him softly, hoping somewhere deep down he could hear me. A moment later, the door opened and Malcolm walked in. I rolled my eyes with an exasperated groan. “Why are you out of bed already? Shouldn’t you still be recovering from those wounds?”

Time seemed to stand still. She chose a loose dress and some sandals, then headed down to the studio to see Bastien. Inside, Bastien was receiving a report from the hacker they had hired to track down the Black Widow. —Lucca. —Sir. —I need you to trace all the widows left after the fall of the clans. Check if any of them match the description we got. Also, find out if Damiano or Richard had any girlfriends or lovers. —Yes, sir. At that moment, the door opened and Bastien smiled automatically when he saw Kate walk in.