Arachne Monster Novels & Stories

I screamed before turning to flee from the room. Clearly, Martin had yet to realize what was going on. Still, he followed me right away. The door opened instantly. I could smell a strong stench of copper approaching me rapidly. I couldn't resist turning around to check things out. To my horror, the village chief had already transformed into a monster with eight legs and a human face. He was in the midst of crawling toward Martin and me rapidly. Blood and goo coated the places he crawled, which formed a disgusting and sickening trail behind him.

Paula immediately started cursing, "What a lousy mall! All these gift boxes, but there's nothing inside! If you can't afford to do it right, don't hold events at all! Cheap bastards." Paula angrily stomped on the gift boxes several times. Oliver looked disappointed too, but he still wouldn't give up as he said, "Don't worry, Mom, there's still one last box. Maybe all the good stuff is in this final one." Paula finally opened the last box. In my previous life and in my dying memories, the last box contained a spider with an hourglass pattern on its belly that crawled onto Paula's hand. I'd seen that kind of spider on the news before. It's called a Black Widow. They loved dark, warm environmen

" And with the great hunt coming up in a , I need to find a solution to this. What's a lycan king without it's lycan?" She kept quiet for a while until finally she spoke."Get up." motioned to me before setting the teacup onto the kitchenette. She walked towards me and the moment she was just a couple of inches from me, she cupped both my cheeks in her hands and stared into my eyes. Slowly, I watched her white eyes give way to the fiery red ones I met earlier. All I can see is a hollow void and her voice filled my ears as she muttered an incoherent string of words. With each chant she recited,her eyes became hollow. The lights in the room and beyond began to flicker as the wind howled from

said Belphegor "Yes, it was a Giant Nether Arachne Empress, a beautiful monster with the upper half of an enchanting woman and the lower half of a giant spider. She used her magic threads to craft all sorts of clothes. The ones our lord wore were made by her as well. Sometimes, my lord would aid her and enchant the clothes with powerful magic runes, giving them greater effects," said Belphegor. "An Arachne… I wish we could find one. Or maybe I could eat a giant spider and learn how to make spiderwebs…" said Chaos, wondering the possibilities of becoming a thread-wielding dragon!

she asked, there was a hint of unease creeping into her voice. The man's expression was calm. "Don't worry, Aria. She's just sizing you up. Her name is Arachne, by the way. She's a Crone, a special form of witch." Aria's eyes widened. "A Crone? What do you mean?" The man's voice was low. "Arachne is more than 500 years old. She stopped growing physically at the age of 10, but her mind and powers have continued to evolve. She's a force to be reckoned with."

Just when I thought it couldn’t get worse, another line of elegant script appeared on the page. It read: “Clue 1: Find me at the bottom of the spider queen’s glass, though do beware she can be quite crass.” No. No, absolutely not. Even as I shook my head, fighting to erase the words now etched into my consciousness, I couldn’t ignore the truth. My first clue was with the spider queen: Aranea, Goddess of Arachnids. Draco snarled loudly enough to send those nearest to us skittering back. He ran his fingers through his frosted hair and exhaled through his teeth.

Amon would never force Eir, but Eir is too blind to see how she hurts him, Drifta, and eventually herself. "I am sorry, my little spider, that was unnecessary of me!" Arcane’s warm hands pressed on my shoulder as his warm breath fanned my neck. Taking a deep breath, I spun around and squinted my eyes at that sweet-talking little devil. "Spider? Really?" "Of course! Why not? They are beautiful, strong, mythical, and deadly. Just like you, my dear!" "You forgot creepy, disgusting, and horrifying little creatures!"

"We have a problem." The others turned to me, their faces confused. And then, they saw her. Arachne. Standing in the shadows her eyes locked onto us, we knew that we had to act fast. We had to get out of there before Arachne could cast another spell. But as we turned to run, I realized that we were surrounded. She had backup. A group of dark creatures, their eyes glowing with an otherworldly light. We were trapped. Arachne's eyes seemed to gleam with a malevolent light

More like three voices in one. Hera chuckles behind us. "There he is. The monster hidden under his fake civility." I can't breathe. I've never seen him look so terrifying. Hera sashays to her red car, and I panic. "Wait, what are you doing?! Take him with you!" I say, my voice shaky. "You should tame your monster first. He looks like he's about to riot," she responds, and I glance at Tyler's unmoving form. A small pool of blood is forming under him.