Badass Peter Parker Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I stroke his cock as I lick the line of his abs just like I dreamed about. How can someone be so delicious? I look up at him and smirk seeing that frustrated glimmer in his eyes. "Don't worry... I'll give you everything you want more..." When did I become so bold? It must be because Peter is my mate. How did I get so lucky? A second chance mate and with someone so amazing? He's everything I ever wanted and more. Why did Victor keep this from me? He can't answer now as Peter has turned him into putty in his hands just like me. He whimpers and whines in my head begging me to let him take me.

Drake's expression shifted from uncertainty to surprise as he spoke, "Yes... Sure, Your Highness. Her room is next to mine. She's my little sister, actually. Did not you know that she was my adopted little sister?" And there the lies started to flow in the air. Drake underestimated me. As I looked into Drake's eyes, I could sense the fear and guilt lurking within him. His attempt to hide the truth from me was futile, for my powers allowed me to see beyond mere words. With a smirk, I teased, "Did not you know that I have eight powers, Drake? I know everything." His face paled, and he stammered, "I... I did not mean to hurt her. It was just... I was angry, and she disobeyed me."

Darin said as he slowly loosened his grip on Peter’s neck and set him free. For some reason, Peter was no longer scared of Darin, he knew that Darin would not hurt him. He had become less savage, Peter had to take precautionary measures, he brought tons of blood bags for Darin so that he would be perceived as dinner fur Darin. “But it’s impossible and you know it. It’s okay to deny it, I mean that’s what our mind likes to do. Soon enough, you would embrace it.” Peter said. “I am a scientist, a great one at that. I don’t cling to things that I think are impossible. My wife, Yvette was a time walker, if I can find a witch like her, then I have my solution.” Darin said.

Peter said as they gave him a weird look. "Come on, not that we are saving the earth from a falling asteroid, or Is your name, Peter Parker affecting you right now?" Alex said as they all laughed. "Come on guys! We are more than the spider man. We are!!! The Freaks!!!!!!" Peter yelled. His friends stared at him weirdly as he shrugged. "Ok, I guess not" he said. "Come on guys! Who wants pancakes?" Elena asked as they all screamed out of joy.

He drove the same way he walked, talked, and breathed—steady and controlled, with an undercurrent of danger warning those foolish enough to contemplate crossing him that doing so would be their death sentence. He was the exact opposite of Jeremy, and I still marveled at the fact that they were best friends. Personally, I thought Peter was an asshole. I was sure he had his reasons, some kind of psychological trauma which shaped him into the unfeeling robot he was today. Based on the snippets I’d gleaned from Jeremy, Peter’s childhood had been even worse than ours, though I’d never managed to pull the details out of my brother. All I knew was, Peter’s parents had died while he was young and le

She took the bouquet and, without warning, smashed it on my head. Petals fell before my eyes as I staggered and fell to the ground. Mocking words reached my ears. "Swain Duncan, you're just a loser who stole someone else's superpower! You really think I would marry you? Stop dreaming! My dad's a member of the base's middle management; my family's rich enough to buy a hundred men like you!" Jessica turned to the crowd and said indignantly while pointing at me, "Everyone, this is Swain Duncan, a big fat liar! He told me he had spatial power and tricked me into dating him, but he doesn't have any superpower at all!"

The thought of the last time rushed in again. “Oooh Nora, don’t let that happen to you again. He freaking stopped halfway after turning you on so badly. He wants to do that again today? Hell no. If I’m his mate, then instead of just flexing his muscles and showing off his Lycan power, he should know I’m not some stick. I’m flesh, blood, and veins. I get wet when he touches me, and I really want him more.” “Hmmm,” Derek muttered, almost like he heard something. He stopped rubbing his neck and sat upright, relaxing back into the couch. He crossed one leg over the other and stared at me with this unreadable look, I can’t even explain.

I'd rehearsed this scene over a thousand times in my head. Catherine lay on the floor, screaming in pain. Warren's panicked voice rang out from further inside the house. "Cathy! Leave Cathy alone, Sean! Whatever it is, you can take it out on me!" "It must be killing you to be inside the room not knowing what's happening out here, huh?" I replied. "Don't worry. After having spent so much time with you, Mr. Parker, I've learned how to be as 'kind' as you are. I'll let you watch as your younger sister gets ruined bit by bit."

get leaned closer his breath fanning my ears. “You would regret every word you said.” My vision blurred with tears. It was as clear as day, Peter is bipolar. I was stupid for saying those things earlier, I already knew it would lead to this… as always. "Pleasee…. Please get off me pleaseee. please don't do this", Tears were continuously flowing down my cheeks. My head spun in circles. My eyes traced his palms which moved slowly against my skin. His fingers traced my navel, then moved downwards.

Andrew fucking Parker was crying. I took another drag, the cigarette tip flaring bright in the shade. It didn’t make sense. He always carried himself like he had something to prove—chin up, shoulders back, like he didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of him. Even when I slammed him against a wall, even when he was skating circles around me, he didn’t break. But here he was. Broken. I should’ve walked away. Pretended I didn’t see. He’d hate the idea of me catching him like this. Vulnerable. Raw.