Novel & Cerita Badass Peter Parker Fanfiction

Xena could feel his gaze like a needle in her back, and it made her panic so badly she wanted to find somewhere to disappear. Those eyes that had once looked at her with nothing but affection now held only contempt and mockery. It felt like being slapped across the face over and over again. Peter noticed something and turned to ask, “You know that Harris kid pretty well too?” Xena forced a smile. “We’re just ordinary friends.” “You’d better mean that.” Peter caught her chin between his fingers. “You’re mine now. Don’t let me catch you making eyes at other men and embarrassing me.” “How could I?” Xena smiled and leaned into his arm. “I’m yours now.”

"I was thinking... do you need a girlfriend? My family is trying to auction me off to some tundra Alpha to steal my shares. I need someone to help me shred their plans for a while. Would you be my boyfriend for three months?" I wasn't the pup I used to be. The way Peter had been guarding me went beyond simple pack courtesy. I had severed my bond with Ethan, and with Lila and her schemes lurking, I knew I should stay away from the Draven Alpha. But if he truly felt a pull toward me, I was ready to use it to survive. Peter’s eyes turned the color of a stormy sea. "I don't need a girlfriend," he replied, a subtle, dark smile playing on his lips. "But I am lacking a Luna. Interested in the title

replied and stood up. "I have something for you. " said Dr. Amrah while handing me a parcel. "Thanks. " I said while collecting it. Peter and I were soon out of the hospital. "Now to where? " he asked. "how about we get some soft drinks and snacks then hang out just as my mother suggested. " I said. "Ok that will be nice. " said Peter. I smiled at the thought of hanging out with Peter and I was glad Layo didn't come along. I went to a grocery store nearby, bought two large Pepsi drink and a take away of samosa. "Come I'll show you my favorite spot in London. " I said while signalling a bike to stop. "Am not getting on that. " said Peter with a form of resistance. "Oh yes you are Peter Park

“Hmm…it’s likely.” “You don’t seem to care, Parker.” “Ah, that depends.” I frown as I say, “depends on what?” “Whoever your third mate is. Because I’m absolutely sure that letter says you have three fated mates.” I turn my face as my eyes widen. I say, “How do you know?” “I sensed it.” A tremendous roar takes us out of our internal conversation. I turn my head and see that it is Peter who is about to transform. Black hair peeks out from his arms as he pants heavily. His eyes are black as night and growls come from his chest.

She felt a strong hand grabbing her loose hair and knocking her down on the ground before a shower of slaps landed on her colorless face. "H-how dare you scar me, wh*re?" Peter had his shirt removed and that puncture on his clean body ran wet with gushing blood. He clutched her hair and dragged her on her back as if she were a sack of potatoes that was too heavy to carry on the shoulder. "I will show you what scarring someone means?" He let her go once they were back under the shadow of the oak tree. Peter loosened his belt as a cynical smirk deepened the dents around his mouth. "Oh baby, I have waited endlessly to f*ck you like a wh*re. I will enjoy pounding your barely expanded hole."

"This is why you always lose, no imagination at all. Our father gave you everything because he knows what an idiot you are and you won't survive our world." "You can't be mad I'm SIMPLY the favorite son!" Peter was well aware of how it irritates me. "One of these days, maybe sooner, I will succeed against you and be the next brutal king!" Peter smiles as he begins to spout more nonsense. "How about a trade! You give me that pussy over there and you can have any country under me." Peter's voice didn't slur as he says this, for I know he's now starting to want Baby as he kept on eyeing her. Baby's body language were giving off too much information. Everyone is hungry for some meat in this room

Marcus continued, watching Peter over the rim of his glass. “The real reason,” Peter said, beginning to pace back and forth like a caged animal, “is to get in my way. He hates me and wants revenge.” He gestured aggressively. “I needed Karen, and that bastard stole her just to screw me over.” He paused, turning to face his father. “Or maybe they identified with each other,” Peter added with thick sarcasm, “because they grew up in the same place. Two lost orphans finding comfort in each other. How romantic.”

He used to think that he was a phycho, but then he found himself loving them as well. "You have got a dirty mind, pretty boy." Peter's voice echoed as we walked back to the room with a towel dangerously hanging around his torso. Peter gulped, looking away in an effort to block the dirty thoughts that were already flowing through his mind. He had already pictured him positioning himself in between his legs, lifting his legs up, and then fucking the hell out of him.

Peter snaps, turning his boots to walk away down the street. My hand yanks his jacket back once again. "This territory tracks as Mysticfall! If my terminal cannot establish a live wireless connection with Adrian by tonight's watch, then your frame and your father can sit down and wait for my supreme revenge to hit your family line! My station does not just track as the simple Dr. Parker asset your mind knows! More than anything else on this circuit, my hands operate as the absolute head of Yaya Indus!" My heavy threat makes Peter’s facial skin turn completely pale with fear.

“And fuck you for stabbing me in the back. She’s a fucking kid. She hasn’t lived yet and you ruined everything.” “She’s not a fucking kid. She stopped being that a long time ago. She’s smart, strong and knows how to take care of herself, and you need to start getting used to that.” Peter kicks me on my ribs again and I grunt in pain. “Stop being a fucking dick. I care about her, okay? I care about her like I’ve never cared about any woman in my life. Hell, like I never cared about any person. This is serious. I’m serious about her, Peter. You’ve known me for decades and you know I haven’t been with any woman since Anna.”