Aunt May From Spider Man Novels & Stories

She compliments me with a happy smile. I smile back, not failing to notice she hasn't aged a bit. Still the same short brown hair and sparkly blue eyes. “And you look just the same since Sally and I left for Uni.” “Oh stop it.” Aunt May chuckles, her cheeks crimson. She looks over and gasps at the sight of Jaxon. “Mr Jaxon. So wonderful to meet you,” she extends a handshake. “Pleasure’s all mine,” he holds our bags in one hand, shaking her with the other. He's so much bigger than everyone, exuding raw dominance. I feel so proud.

He froze, struck dumb, his pupils dilated in utter shock. The truth, heavy as a sledgehammer, shattered every one of his ridiculous fantasies. His father, trembling with rage, pointed a shaking finger at his disgraceful son and let out a desperate roar. “Open your damn eyes and look! Four years ago, Harper became the owner of this estate! Harper is the true Luna of this manor… which makes her your aunt!”

Aunt Marilla drawls as she sinks onto the sofa, her tone almost bored. “And why is Specter still here? This feels like a family affair. He isn’t family. Your family is not my family, Alister.” “Sit down, Aminda.” Marilla’s voice sharpens. “Your ascension is next week. My powers are fading. The mantle of Witch Supreme seeks a new bearer.” A thrill flares in my chest. “Then I’m ready whenever you are, Aunt.” “Not so fast, Bunny,” Alister interjects, smug. “Your entanglement with the werewolf complicates things. You must ensure he stays away—forever.”

The pain was like a diamond slicing through my skull. Fighting through the throbbing in my head, I realized Sean was James's nephew. "Sean, your uncle gave this to me. I didn't steal it—" I could not even get the words out before he snapped. His hands tangled in my hair, he sneered, "Ella, who do you think you are? My uncle would never fall for someone like you. Do you have any clue who calls the shots in the Foster family? He does! How dare you even touch him?

Jeff scanned their faces. “Jeff.” Kevin made his way to his son’s side and viewed the lifeless bodies. “What have you done?” While his father spoke from what seemed like miles away, Jeff replayed Mr. Drake’s final word. He hadn’t understood at first but was now transported back to the teacher’s lecture: ‘Many spiders have spinnerets that aid in putting out silk for their webs.’ Everything came into focus like someone adjusted the ring on a pair of binoculars. He met his father’s eyes. “You should run.”

they both say, so we sit there waiting for the next hour of school to be over “ Those names are the Moonstone and Mystic packs Alphas “ I felt the need to let them know. “ wait are you saying that her Aunt and Uncle are a spy for those packs?” Amber was the one who asked the question. “ Yes, her Aunt works with my brother Wesley at the orphanage as his second-hand, and her Uncle with my grandma” I let my words sink in for a minute “If there were a perfect spy it would be them” “ How long do u think they've been a spy for them?” Aisha asked so softly that I almost missed it, I know why she asked if it was eighteen years ago then we have a big problem on our hands.

Gentle aquamarine eyes, set deep within their sockets, Smooth skin beautifully compliments her mouth. “Aunty!” I said and she waved as she walked away. Mayela giggled. “I'm so sorry about that. I am Vincenzo.” I said politely and she looked at me. “Mayela, you can call me Maya.” she's Italian. Her accent is unique but you can tell she's Italian. “You really got a funny Aunt. I love her. So why is a man like you single?” She asked fixing my tie.

IYA TRIES HER best to calm down but fails to do so. Some questions are starting to come out one by one that she couldn’t help but panic at the end. “That’s normal,” Aunt May said. She is the doctor who took care of her for a few days that she's not waking up. Aunt Mary does her best to make her feel safe and nothing to worry about the moment she opens her eyes. “T-there's no way to find out who I really am?” she couldn’t hide her disheartening voice,

AIDEN'S POV "Aunt?" "Hello, Aiden," she said with a huge smile. "It's been ages." Giving me a tight hug, she pinched my ears. When would she learn to stop doing that? My aunt, Rosa Armstrong, is a badass—not just a mafia princess but also a skilled mercenary and hunter... a human hunter, if you know what I mean. "You didn't tell me you were coming to New York. I would have—" "Told you, and missed out on this fun experience? No way."

And she was about to do it again when he stopped her by holding her hands. "Don't you dare raise your hands on me again, ever!" His voice was sharp and firm. Just then, I heard a loud, piercing scream from behind. I turned to look around to see a lady running ahead towards our direction. She looked so much like Aunt May. The Lorenzo seniors gave birth to only two children, Lorenzo Junior, Raphael’s father and Aunt May. I figured that she had to be Aunt May's daughter. Aunt May is also included in my revenge plans. She was among them that day.