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Clinging onto his body tightly, their hold prevented his retreat as she encroached upon where he stood. Firing again as he struggled against the sticky threads, his hand was again wrenched away. Allen’s mind racing to conjure up a method of escape from his situation as the spider-woman’s fangs started to protrude from the now jagged edges of her mouth. His frantic thoughts were suddenly distracted by a sharp glint that appeared behind from her.

Reid retorted. “Let’s set this straight. You thought it was a breaking-in? Like some type of Kyros-the-villain thing?” “It wasn’t?” Reid asked looking so confused. “It was a spider!” Maria said with a furrowed eyebrow. “A what? Hold on, that look doesn't go well with what you just said. You know you’re shitting me right?” “It was a spider, Reid. A goddamn spider!” “What?” he laughed unbelievably. “A spider?”

Jack continued to guide the smaller fireball ahead of Lexi as he ran to catch up to her, flicking his knife out. The tunnel opened up on the sides. As the fire lit the room, small furry spiders lurched forward after them. Lexi jumped over one in her path. As Jack approached, the spider lunged up in the air at him. He swung his arm out in front, the knife jutting from the palm of his hand. It hit the spider in the middle of its eyes. It screamed as the knife crunched and slid into its surface. Small bits of blue blood seeped out of the wound as the spider fell away to the side. Jack continued forward. The other spiders hissed their disapproval and skittered after them.

“It was in a story book as a child, but I remember it. The spider crawled into the head through the ear while the person was sleeping and settled in its brain. It became a beacon or transmitter for the witch who was controlling the people.” “Damn. How old were you when you read that? A teenager, I hope.” I laughed. “Actually, I was about ten years old. The book belonged to my cousin who was trying to frighten me.” “Which means that your cousin was a boy and not much older than you.”’ “Of course.”

***MIRABELLA'S POV*** Remember when I said I wasn't a fan of climbing mountains? Well that's not the only thing I dislike at this point. It was the last day of the trip and we had all gone hiking, everything was going well until a large spider fell on my hair from one of the trees. “Are you still grumpy over one little spider?” Easton asked, and I glared at him. "That wasn't one little spider! It was a really big one!" I snapped and he laughed at me. Somehow it seemed to calm my nerves but I was still upset.

Lucky what a fucking joke! I closed my eyes, focusing on my breath as trying to calm myself. One thing that always freaked me out the most about spiders is that they like the hunt. They enjoy toying with their prey, and right now, that’s what I knew I was. Prey. The smell of dank earth was clear, along with hints of decay and stagnant water. I heard another scuttle as I braced myself, feeling bristles brush up against me before I heard the snap of what I’m guessing were pincers. That was enough to set my feet free from the floor as I spun, racing in what I hoped was the right direction, my arms held out in front as I prayed I wasn’t going to smack into anything.

The spider scanned with its crimson eyes but failed to detect him. Suddenly, a ghostly figure appeared in midair, stepping on the spider's head, his black robe fluttering.

Anything — including robots — that stayed on it for more than a few seconds would be turned into a lump of pus. Spider Queen triumphantly danced with her eight legs, seemingly happy with her achievement. There were layers of cobwebs in front of her, so no robots could come close. If any dared enough to try breaking through it, it would not mind seeing them turn into pus.

So bright that it should illuminate the darkness inside the tunnel but somehow it doesn't, I increase my pace. Sweat drips down my neck, my breathing grows heavier and the serpent continues speaking temptation but I keep moving and eventually the voice fades. Relief floods through me and only for it to disappear immediately because standing near the exit are the largest Kongku spiders imaginable. My stomach drops. Oh no.

I looked up, only to find glowing orbs framed by red. A spider. The spider! It was coming for me. It had trapped me in its web. The clicking sounds resumed with a frenzy, and I watched helplessly as the spider somehow grew in size and began to rush towards me, its pincers snapping. No! I opened my eyes with a gasp.

It took several seconds for his sensitive vampire eyes to adjust enough to locate the scientist he’d been fortunate enough to stumble upon in the alley a few months earlier. Vampires moved with a silent stealth that allowed them to sneak up on their prey. The fact that Jasper looked up from his microscope to greet him almost immediately upon his passing through the doorway gave Rowan cause for pause. It was time to learn just what the man he’d rescued in that alley had turned into. He showed signs of being a vampire, but also those of a werewolf.

The spiders spat out more webs, sucking the balls of thunder to themselves before swallowing them whole. Wilbur took the opportunity to pounce at them once more, waving the halberd in his grip as he attacked and killed two spiders. At the same time, Tracy muttered his chants as a pillar of light came down from the sky and enveloped the black spiders. They wriggled furiously for a while before exploding to their death. Eventually, only one gigantic spider was left. It had now grown a whopping dozen or so meters but continued to feed on the corpses of its dead companions while spitting out webs around.

A third circled the flickering outline between them, tightening every time she tried to reach outward. The web hummed, a low, hungry sound. “Come, little spider,” a voice whispered. It didn’t come from above or below. It came from everywhere at once, sliding along the threads, seeping into the gap between my teeth. “What?” I rasped. I tried to move. My body didn’t answer. Both versions of me remained bound, caught. “You’ve crawled so far,” the voice murmured, almost fond. “Out of cages. Out of graves. Out of your own fear. All the way to the center of my work.”

Maiko Chiba also tossed Clara Beck’s mother onto the ground. With Uncle Drake and Fairy Doctor’s aura around, the demonic spiders with human faces didn’t dare to get close. “Master, what is this thing?” Maiko also felt strange. This was the first time she was seeing this type of spider. “Shura Spiderwoman!” Alex Rockefeller said. “Do you recognize it?” Fairy Doctor asked. “I’ve read about it before. It’s very difficult to deal with,” Alex said.

My name is Jennie Dawson. I was just an ordinary college girl whose biggest achievement was pulling all-nighters to read smut novels. Then one night I dropped dead at my desk… and woke up inside the very book I was reading, as a pretty background character who happened to share my name. The heroine, Nancy Porter, was a transmigrator with a system. Her mission was to seduce my brother and turn him into her devoted plaything, living a life of indulgence with her day and night until she could finally return to her world.

The next morning, I woke up to the sound of birds chirping right by my window. Apart from that, something had been tickling me around my arms. I groaned and opened my eyes slightly to see a baby spider running around my arm. I grunted. I would’ve been menaced by it a couple of days ago. But, I didn’t find it strange and disgusting anymore. I was used to watching it crawl down on its web and wander around our house. It still freaked the hell out of Nick though. He hated how it tickled every time it landed on his arms.

Back at the car he was just putting the bags into the trunk when it struck him that there was one more thing he just needed to do… Five minutes later he drove out of the garage, feeling strangely elated. Upstairs in the flatSpider in Spider Web, framedhad been lovingly set up on Liz’s bedside table beside the two wine glasses, and was just waiting for Liz to return. Who knew, maybe Mr. Spider would even take a stroll across the red satin sheets and take a rest on Fantastic Bob’s note…

And it does stop, but only because the owner of the voice catches up to us. Emerging from the sewer, as big as Caramel, is a hairy black spider with the head of a woman.

“Get the first aid kit. Now.” Sarah’s voice cut sharply through the living room as soon as the door closed behind them. One of the maids froze for half a second, startled by the authority in her tone, before nodding hurriedly and running down the corridor. Spider was slumped on the couch, his teeth clenched hard enough to make his jaw tremble. Scorpion knelt beside him, one arm braced around his shoulders to keep him upright. Blood had soaked through Spider’s shirt, dark and frightening, dripping steadily onto the polished floor.

Blood flowed on the ground as the villagers were locked in battle with a bunch of ironclad spiders these beast were known to be nocturnal but they were presently attacking people in broad daylight, Aldophus felt it strange, he couldn't keep on watching as the villagers were stabbed to death by the sturdy legs of the spiders and then carried away on their back, the brown ground was transformed in dark mud by the battle. An ironclad spider managed to pass the defense of the village men and reached for a screaming woman holding a child in her hug, trying to block the imminent blow with her body. SHRIIIIII! The sound of metal sliding against metal sounded as the woman mustered her courage to look at the scene behind her. Aldophus who had switched to his primal form was standing next right next to the body of an ironclad spider. A deep cut ran for half its head and green blood flowed from it.