Black Cat And Spiderman Fanfiction Mga Nobela at Kwento

I watched in horror as my phone shattered into pieces and I could feel Spider’s smirk in the darkness. “Don’t ever do that or else I’ll bloody kill you” he growled at me before he grabbed me by my hair and shoved me back into the dark room. I laid still on the floor, allowing the tears slip from my eyes with silent sobs as I tried to figure out what next to do.

Chapter Twelve Elena’s POV The lights dimmed. The bass from the DJ’s booth pounded harder, like a heartbeat echoing through the underground club. Spider’s voice cut through the haze of smoke and perfume. “Tonight,” he shouted into the mic, his grin wide and sharp, “a new angel graces our stage. Fresh, pure, untouched. Give it up for… Angel!” My blood froze. Spider’s hand shoved me lightly between the shoulder blades, pushing me toward the golden cage. “That’s you, mouse,” he whispered near my ear, his breath hot and dangerous. “Angel. That’s your name now. With that golden hair and those doe eyes, you look like one.”

Very cool, though it's a shame to ruin a perfectly good pair of socks. As he meditated, he found a pathway that allowed him to stick to walls. Spider-man, spider-man... Must be some sort of glue. He thought as he pressed his thumb and forefinger together, then pulled them apart, showing some degree of tackiness. With bare hands and feet, he could scale the walls and ceiling of his room without effort. Furthermore, another pathway caused his skin, hair and eyes to go totally black. Not even his own heightened sight could see himself, light simply refused to be reflected from him.

He recognized the devil before him as the ruthless Zeus he had always wanted back but this time around, he wasn't happy to see him. This wasn't the Zeus he wanted. This one was an Animal. The black magic seemed to have killed every bit of emotions the big devil once had. He was now lifeless. Cold and scary. Spider looked at Mercury, feeling utmost disgust at the eager way he gulped the blood in the cup. He was drinking it without remorse. Afraid he'd die If he remained a single drop of blood. Spider clenched his fist, containing the urge to rush him heavily with blows. He felt like tearing and strangling him to death!

But he did not exert his real strength out of fear that he might hurt me. I refused to get up. When he realized he could not push me off, he tilted his head back and simply gave up. I had only ever heard that the black wolf lineage was the most loyal to their mates, but I had not expected it to be this appealing. He looked so fierce, yet he was surprisingly mild-mannered. In the previous timeline, I had chosen Marin and spent several days persuading him before he finally agreed to form a bond. That ungrateful carp had a foul temper and was extremely spoiled.

Yman's body was enveloped by black mana as he was slowly pushing his body to get up. The Noble Rat wondered if this person just playing dead a moment ago. Never did the Noble Rat expected for this human to hide such a card up his sleeves. He was dying just a moment ago, but now, his body had something weird on it. The current Yman has ears the same as the Noble Rat but it colored like black smoke. His hands have black long nails but the sizes and forms were the same as that of the Noble Rat and his eyes had turned red, but in this state, his vision was unhindered in this dark surroundings. He even has a black tail grown on its back the same as the Noble rat.