روايات وقصص ضمن Who Is Black Widow's Sister

The pendant at her neck flared, and for a heartbeat, the assassin froze—just long enough for Kael to knock them into a broken wall with bone-crushing force. The figure groaned and dropped its hood. A woman. Pale skin. Eyes like molten silver. And a scar running across her left cheek in the shape of a crescent moon. Aria’s breath caught. “I know you,” she whispered. The woman spit blood and smirked. “Of course you do, little Flame. We’re sisters.” --- The Sister She Never Knew Everyone froze. Kael’s eyes narrowed. “What the hell are you talking about?” The woman chuckled darkly. “Oh, he doesn’t know, does he? Poor thing. Thought you were the only miracle born under the red star?”

Snake said, pointing towards Adele, who was stunned too. "How is she the problem?" "She is on a black dress, a matching black outfit means that you are part of the brothers of destruction" I stared at Snake for a moment, he must be delusional to think that Adele could be part of them. "She is my step sister" "Doesn't matter, give her to us" I turned to see Venom, with a look of lust in his eyes. I was not about to give Adele out to the two of them. She was already hiding behind me, clinging unto me for safety.

Winona did not believe me and even thought I was a conwoman. "Who are you? Why should I believe you? Yvonne is my best friend. Why would she poison me? Harass me any further and I'll call the police." I looked at her and said, "I'm Yvonne's younger sister, Greta. If you don't believe me, look into her bag. The poison is in there." Winona did not believe me and laughed coldly. "You're Yvonne's sister? She has never mentioned having a sister. You didn't even bother to make up a good lie."

Karla: I had been called to this huge mansion by some warriors to attend a meeting. In fact, I had already been paid a generous amount just to come here. So why wouldn't I go? I was Yuvonne’s mother, a mother-in-law of an alpha too. I rushed to the location, and there stood a woman named Rosetta. She was a widow. The Black Widow, in fact. The one who supposedly ate up her mates. Her husband would just die. She was simply that unlucky.

“No, the real you.” Adriana twisted her hands in front of her stomach, then she said, “Adriana Eliana Blackwood.” “Blackwood…” Kallias raised a brow. He had heard that name somewhere, then he remembered the man who had come up to him during the duel. “Are you perhaps, Xavier Thornaxe’s sister-in-law?” Adriana stiffened and Kallias saw it. “You are.” He came closer and lifted her jaw with a finger. Just this little contact sent waves through his body and he saw her eyes darken.

"She was my mother's sister." Author's Note: The fourth moonhunter being Nadia's sister recontextualizes everything from the second arc's beginning. Lena Chen knew the right person would come because the right person was always going to be her niece. The frequency isn't just a supernatural connection. It's family. That's the turn.

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?”

It was noticeable even to me, who was here for only a week. In addition to Lane and Venira, about thirty people with a dark gift lived on the estate, among whom were both adults and children. They teamed up with only one goal: to destroy the artifact that suppresses the darkness in women. Caroline Lint, who was the head of this small community of the dark ones, who called themselves the Sisters of Darkness, ran everything here.

"How could I forget? His name is Garrick Blackthorn." Phoenix's eyes widens with realization. "Garrick Blackthorn? If he's a Werewolf, that could be a significant lead! And considering Blaze is the Werewolf King, he's the perfect person to help us. With his authority and connections in the Werewolf community, it might be easier to locate your sister." Astrid beams awkwardly, my mind racing with the new possibilities. "Of course, that's great!" she stammers, trying to mask her nervous excitement. "I need all the help I can get."

Chapter Two. AZAEL BLACKWELL. The redhead with the big blue eyes was moving her hips in circles above me, I could feel my manhood coming in and out of her over and over again, I was focusing, imagining her to be that sweet redhead I've been studying for months, one that, has become the main protagonist of every one of my fantasies, I can't get her out of my head, not until I have her in my hands and make her mine, just mine.