Arachne Monster Novels & Stories

I cocked my head, finding this amusing as she tugged Andromache over to her like she was going to protect her from me. “Eurymedusa, will you stop it.” Andromache sighed, yanking her arm out of her grip, and stepped over to stand at my side. Eurymedusa furrowed her dark brows and looked between us in confusion. “W...what? I don’t know how you’re still alive, Andromache, but you need to get away from that monster.” she said, shaking her head.

Milia's hidden smile completely vanished at Lilith's question, "The crown's shadow acted and tried to gather intelligence, but they found nothing. That woman is completely clean." The sound of Lilith's finger tapping on the table was the sole source of noise in the silent room. After a while, a sigh of relief escaped her. "Let's end this now. As long as she doesn't step completely out of the line, I will not act despite her disrespect to Sol. But send her a message…” Though they didn’t see to eyes, Arachne was still someone with whom she fought side to side during the last war. She was a dear companion and many of her armor that saved her life was personally created by Arachne.

I asked her as she walked back over to me. "Arachne, Goddess of Arachnids." She answered, getting on a Unicorn that had appeared. "Come on, let's go get your men. We have a long journey ahead of us. We're going to get more Dragons for your Thunder. Many are out there hiding, and waiting to find more of you." *FLASHBACK END* "Arabella is a bitch." Channing said, looking at me. "Did Arachne really help you find more Dragons?"

It stared up, hundreds of eyes burning with a primal rage, its massive claws scraping against the stone. It was an arachne. Its colossal black form was even more intimidating now that I could see it clearly. I gripped the ledge, my palms struggling to hold on with the lack of blood. I waited, needing to know if I had outrun the beast or if this was yet another games for it to chase after me.

“Binding Chaos, freeing Echo—you’ve woven a delicate thread. But the tapestry is mine.” Jessica’s spark flared, weak but defiant. “Who are you? What do you want?” The woman lowered her hood, revealing a face that was both ageless and ancient, her eyes twin pools of crimson light. Her features were sharp, almost predatory, but there was a flicker of something familiar—a shadow of her mother’s gentleness, twisted into something cruel. “I am Arachne,” she said. “The True Weaver. Your father sought to control the nexus, but he was a child playing with fire. I am the flame.”

Sleepy seems to have noticed my concern; his head darts around until he finally turns around to give me a nervous smile. "Um... Did I tell you the story about Arachne?" My eyes widen. "Ara-who?!" Sleepy sucks in a deep breath with a sheepish smile. "Well, you're about to find out," I try to figure out where I've heard the name Arachne before, but when I lift my head to the clouds, my question is answered for me. A looming spider-like humanoid walks from around the corner, and a huge smile spread on the creature's face when it notices us. It looks like a woman, but she is at least twenty feet tall with eight legs and a round, disgusting spider body.

“And then return to Vienthrey. I am more useful as a mage than an errand boy.” “Be wary,” he said. “There’s a monster abroad between here and Reknoc. A giant arachnid.” “Thanks for the warning,” I grinned. Perhaps the one Aurien had been looking for. It had covered a good distance then if it had been seen previously near Vienthrey. “I will see if I can take care of that for you on my way through.” “Be careful,” he replied. “These monsters are… not of this world.” I set up camp, the ground around me still bearing the scars of Diandreliera’s army’s passage in the blackened fire-pit ashes amongst the grasses, and rings of stones. I fancied I could pick out the outline of where a dragon had slep

I didn't know how they were, I was worried that anything could happen and I was probably the weakest there. As I walked into the villa, I saw more armed men. We opened the door, went inside and I asked him, "Who are we going to see, Anthony?" "Queen.... Queen Scorpion," he replied. I gasped in surprise, "Queen Scorpion? You mean the vicious leader of the Black Scorpions?" I heard someone laughing from a distance and when I turned, I saw a young beautiful girl say, "I would hardly describe myself as someone vicious." I smiled, Umm... Hi, sorry, are you....."

Maggie It was thick darkness. Only the sound of the rustling of leaves and creeping night insects could be heard. She glanced at her wrist watch, it was 9.02pm. But she stood there at the center of the large compound of St Patrick's Catholic church waiting, standing in front of her white Mercedes Benz, waiting for her meeting with the Medusa demon - the Vampire. They were two minutes late to the meeting, one she had arranged risking her very existence. The Vampire had contacted her demanding to know her status with the location of Fisheye. She had told them that she didn't have Fisheye, but she had something better - the flash drive! Hence, she set the meeting point and time.

Before she could even continue a loud screech could be heard from the monster as I was successful in severing one of its legs… They all turned around even before Gwyneth had the chance to continue what she was saying. There was no need to listen to her anyway, as they were already witnessing what she was about to say. Even now, Oren, Jigen, and Galvin were barely managing to stand up straight as their legs continued to shudder from the immense impact of each of our bout. The arachnid must’ve acknowledged my presence as well, as it was now directing its attacks at me. It was coming closer.