Novel & Cerita Badass Peter Parker Fanfiction

“Help me write letters for him. It will be his birthday the day after tomorrow and I am planning on giving these cards to him. But do me a favor, please? Let him come here so I can personally give these to him.” “Why would I even do that?” I hysterically asked. Is she out of her mind? Does she even know how large Peter’s fanbase is? Well, most of them were his ex-flings but still, that’s acceptable as one of his fans because they still want him. She gave me death stares, trying to make me intimidated by her but I am not even afraid of her. “I won’t do that. You are not even his type.” “You too. You are not his type so better help me,” she said mocking me. She even rolled her eyes at me. The

It was Peter, he was bisexual, no one hated him cause he hid that he actually liked men and since he liked ladies too, it was easy. “You are gonna come here and suck his dick until he cums and then you can leave here without getting hurt. Moreover, we all know you like it, your dick is probably begging to be set free.” The groggy voice which was from Benson sounded. Benson was the quarterback, he was famous and his father was one of the most powerful pack warriors, therefore he was powerful. “Come over, don't be scared.” Benson pressured. Gentle tears soaked Collins's face as he raised his legs, he knew what was going to happen if he didn't go therefore he did and then fell between Peter’s l

His pov “Such a young assistant. I didn’t know Mr. Parker had such great taste,” he chuckled. His eyes shamelessly locked on her ass, as she walked away and I couldn’t control myself. She was mine, and nobody could look at her like that. “If I ever had such a beautiful assistant, I would have kept her close..so close to my body,” He continued, lips curling into a sleazy smile. My hands were trembling with rage, my blood was boiling in anger and the next second I threw a punch at his face. Hard.

Amy couldn't believe Jonah Parker pulled her name out and now both of them were to work together. She felt the look of the other girls on her, and she knew it wasn't because they were happy for her. She was thankful none of them had laser eyes or she would be dead already, as all their looks were icy and somehow murderous.

He might think I am a creep or a loser, I don't don't. The more I thought back to the image of his dick in his hand, the more I burned all over. I made sure my own room remained locked before I laid on my bed and looked down my panties. My eyes closed and I pictured him in his large sheeted bed, his suit still half on and his dick out. I pictured him stroking, jerking and rubbing his dick while I slid my hand down my own panties. Those eyes melted into me, those shapely pink lips surrounded by dark stubble were licked and bitten on and I bit my own lip. What would lips like those taste like? I have never been close enough to smell the man but lingering behind him is an expensive warm scent w

The sound was low and satisfied. “I told you…” he said, leaning back in the chair while Cerene continued dabbing at his bruises. “Behave… and I will spare you.” Cerene smiled triumphantly, her hand resting on Peter’s knee. “See? He always knows what’s best.” I slipped my phone into my pocket. My hands were steady. I looked at Peter directly. “You really think this changes anything?” Peter smirked, wiping his own mouth again. “It changes everything. You’re not going anywhere today. Or tomorrow. Not until you remember who you belong to.”

I really wish it wasn't that annoying. If it was though.. You can kill your own kid though.. right? I mean if my boy slapped me I have a right to shoot him. I ordered some fries and sat at the table where Caramel was sitting and grossly eating his pizza, all the sauce was on his face and he was talking on the phone while eating. But I wasn't grossed out by this as I have known this idiot for a long time and knew how he loved to eat 'like a baby'- his words not mine.

Angelo will return shortly and I need to get out of Peter's room. If Angelo finds out about the phone, he'll kill Peter for this. Peter is a young fool. He's infatuated with Angelo's lifestyle. The lifestyle of a mobster where kidnapping is just another walk in the park. I have absolutely no reason to feel sorry for Peter. Like me, he'll need to live with his decisions.

He pointed at Zachary saying, " Remember, you are the bad-tempered tsundere young missy of a mafia family, don't act OOC and don't leave the class until we come get you in lunch break " ' Bad-tempered tsundere your sister! ' Irene was yet to retort when Hart shifted his finger to her. " And you, you are the good-natured genius kid in the school, all you have to do is to smile and stick close to me. Make sure not to call me by my name " The two abruptly noded. Felling satisfied, Hart first dropped Zachary to his class, then left with Irene. Since Irene will be with him all the time, Hart thought that the good boy Zachary won't cause much trouble.

"Don't call me, don’t text, better yet, lose my number. Good luck hauling a cab from here. Bet you didn’t even bring any money ‘cause women with only looks going for them assume men like us will care for everything." "This bitch..." The words leave my mouth as a whisper as Peter walks away with his head held high; on the one hand, his audacity feels offensive, but on the other, his situational awareness gladdens me. With a resolved sigh, I attempt to, like Peter, walk away from the situation, but the Lycan’s cold stare keeps me pinned. Perhaps it is that he is taller, but he has a knack for staring down at me as if I am an ill-behaved child.