Widow 1v1 Code Novels & Stories

I smirked and then turned to Shaw who looked very confused, “I scored a 91. A narrow escape.” He froze as the knots between his eyebrows loosened in an instant and a proud smile spread across his lips. “Congratulations…” He took my hand and brought it to his lips. “You have done it again…” I shivered, when he kissed my hand, his gentleness filling the deep chasm he left behind earlier. “I am ready.” I declared. “I am ready to make them bow to me, Shaw. I want my revenge started.” “Good.” He nodded softly. “Our marriage will be announced to the public tomorrow. Our first leap into revenge. Both of us will finally get our pound of flesh.”

“Her husband was found with two bullets in his chest and one mistress in his bed.” “Ciara,” she gestured to the woman seated next to Harper. “Her husband drowned in the swimming pool in their home, although he’s a good swimmer.” “And last but not the least, Evelyn. Her husband disappeared. They never found his body. Just his wedding ring… in their garden.” None of them smiled. “Let me be clear,” Celeste said, turning back to her. “By accepting my invitation, you’ve accepted the rules of the Widow’s Club. There’s no application or initiation. Your grief is your entry.”

I had decided to fight back. Just as I expected, she couldn't handle my words. She went to slap me again, but I grabbed her hand. "I can have the guards lock you up, sister," I warned her. "You will do no such thing, loser," she replied, struggling to get free. I held on tighter. "You call yourself his wife, but he's gone to meet his lover," Eveline announced. My world stopped.

“Are you all her fans? What about me? I was awesome back then. Are you also my fans?” Everyone looked at him with dumbfounded expression. Someone said, “Are you Widow, the one who always by QEEN’s side?” The faces of the three of us twitched. Light said, “I have seen widows in the TV series, but I have never heard of it in the game.” Asher nodded twice. Ailina laughed heartily. Evan pulled the three of us to the side and lowered his voice. “You just say that you admire me more than you admire her. I will give you a rise of 500 a month.”

Her whole body was frozen. “You’re… you’re a widow,” I said slowly, almost savoring the words. “And not just anyone. The infamous Dante Delgrave.” Her whole face turned pale. She looked like I had slapped her across the face. Her lips parted again, but no sound came out. Her eyes darted back and forth, searching, trying to find some escape.

There and then, James took several blows from the people around him. Joel, on the other hand, slunk away, gray-faced, hiding in a corner. Hazel suddenly burst into manic laughter. "That's right! I did all of that! I wanted him dead! I killed his mother! So what if she took care of me? Alexander is the man I truly love! If he hadn't gambled and racked up debts, if being with him hadn't become dangerous, I would never have married Bryan!"

Three months ago, my husband, Second Lieutenant Daniel Hawthorne, and his older brother, Thomas, were deployed to the front. A month later, only Daniel came back. Thomas was dead. In a time like this—when cities burned overnight and lives disappeared without warning—a widow had no ground to stand on. Eleanor, Thomas’s wife, unraveled quickly. She cried until her voice broke, starved herself, wandered at night as if hoping the war might take her too. She tried to end her life.

Nikita fumed and walked to stand beside her husband. The elder man looked at Alpha Zenith as he asked, “Alpha Zenith Beckham, do you take Violet Scott as your lawful wife and Luna swearing on the Moon goddess and your powers as Alpha?” Zenith spoke without hesitation. “I do.” The elder man turned towards Violet. “Do you, Violet Scott, in swearing on the Moon goddess, take Alpha Zenith as your lawful wedded Alpha and husband?” Violet's throat dried for a moment as she looked at Zenith. His emotionless yet warning gaze scared her for a moment. But she knew backing up was not an option anymore.

She said as he handed over Victoria’s picture to him. “It seems like lately Ian has taken some interest in this woman. Her name is Victoria Howler. She is the widow of Wilfred Howler. Initially I thought their relationship is strictly business but rumors and pictures have been circulating lately that indicate otherwise.” She explained. Cedric raised his brow, still not getting his sister’s plan. “Okay, so what are you thinking of?” He asked.