Along Came A Spider Audiobook Novels & Stories

“Fine. Let me just get this over with.” I shrugged my shoulders, wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans, and forced my feet forward. The moment I stepped inside, the darkness swallowed me whole like a mouth closing around me. I quickly turned on my phone’s flashlight, the little beam shaky in my trembling hand. Carefully, I took a few steps, eyes darting everywhere. Broken bricks, empty cement bags, scattered wood… and spiders. Dozens of spiders clinging to the half-built pillars. “Jesus Christ!” I screamed, stumbling back in horror. My skin broke out in cold sweat. I hated spiders. I absolutely hated them with all the living being in me. My legs wobbled as I tried to step away.

Spider, seated in the passenger seat, leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing as he studied the dark tree line on both sides of the road. “That wasn’t here yesterday,” Spider muttered. Sarah, seated in the back, looked up from her phone. “What’s wrong?” Scorpion didn’t answer right away. His gaze swept the surroundings, too quiet, too clean. No animals. No passing cars. Even the wind seemed to have gone still. “This is wrong,” Spider said flatly, turning halfway toward Sarah. “Ma’am, we need to brace for impact.” Her stomach tightened instantly. “Impact?” Spider reached for the door handle. “I’ll step out and move it.”

Every time she inhaled and exhaled, I was electrocuted. Trying to avert my mind, I told her, “Those spiders hate loud sounds. So, keep quiet. Once we pass this area, they will not follow us anymore.” Elizabeth obediently nodded her head and mumbled, “Okay.” Her whisper rang in my ear and made me feel so hot. ‘Damn it.’ I suddenly had the urge to look down and watch her. My mind said no, but my silly wolf was stronger. And so, I looked down at this frail lady in my arms.

Whatever this thing was, it began to move and each time a leg moved, the earth would tremble as if in fear. The horde of warriors who survived the first onslaught watched from afar, their mouths wide in bewilderment and horror. Not even Chu Xun himself could refrain from feeling awed and shocked. He might not be as dumbfounded as the warriors, but he could not hold back his heart from pounding hard and fast. "What a huge spider," he murmured. It was no mountain at all, but a monstrously behemothic spider in gold. Never had he seen any spider so huge and gargantuan before in all of his three-thousand-year lifetime in the other dimension.

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.

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.

It's been ten years since I followed my fated mate, Grace Murphy, into the human world. Her childhood friend, Fred Williams, is dying. His one last wish? To experience marriage. Grace said yes. She told me she wanted to give her wedding to Fred. I didn't cry. I didn't fight. I just smiled, slid the ring off my finger, and handed it back to her. She brought Fred home and said she wanted to give him a home. I said, “Okay,” softly, and stepped aside—clean, neat, no fuss. She wanted to take Fred to Hawaii—the honeymoon destination I'd been dreaming about for years. I still helped her book everything, calm and composed. The day she boarded that plane, I finally answered the summons from my pack.

The ship had sailed. I felt like a desperate bitch. My phone vibrated. Lately, I felt excited when it did because no one had ever tried to remember calling me at this time. When I looked at the screen, it was not who I expected it to be. FORREST: Did you get home safe? I rolled my eyes before I typed my reply. NO. Why do you even care? I was dragged by a gargantuan spider in the alley, bit me, and imprisoned me with its gross and sticky web. Now, I’m dying. Lonely. And it’s all because of you.

Then I could let Edwards do his thing with the apple tree and I could get my inheritance and get on with my life. I huffed and turned one last time, slowly relaxing my eyes and letting them fall shut. Just before I fell asleep, I saw a brief movement out of the corner of my eye. They shot open and I screamed. In front of me, a huge black spider crawled over the driver’s seat. He was quick, scurrying to the middle console and up to the dashboard. He moved toward my side of the dash and I continued to scream. I fumbled with the door handle, finally getting it open after what felt like minutes.

The voice came again, urging me to open my eyes. Slowly, I opened them and all I saw was burning yellow flames. They were at every corner, licking at the ceilings, woods and whatever they came in contact with. "Baby, Jude!" I heard my name again. I looked around to realize I was on the floor, against a room door. My chest heaved with every breath I took, the spiderman PJ I had on was torn and had soot all over it. A bang on the door shook me out of the trance I was in. I leaned on it some more, placing my right ear against it to hear for the bang again. "Jude!" The voice I'd heard earlier came again and it was from the other side of the door.