Black Tarantula Marvel Novels & Stories

Idris Blackthorne "Watch your barking tongue, Tavon Blackthorne!" Magnus Wraith snaps, his throat choking hard on his cup of wild berry wine until his eyes turn watery. "My alpha frame carries ten times more running power and handsome fur than your ugly pelt could ever dream of!" Tavon stays completely blind to the thick, suffocating pack tension rising inside the stone walls, his mouth moving carelessly. "This is absolute forest witchcraft! Is that plain healer female carrying some secret dark moon potion inside her basket?"

One of the monsters had landed a lucky blow, its claws raking across my ribs. Alpha Luther saw my stumble and immediately sprang into action. He positioned himself between me and the monsters, his massive frame shielding me from harm. But as he did, one of the monsters saw its chance. It lunged forward, its jaws wide open as it targeted Luther's exposed throat. The monster's jaws closed around Alpha Luther's throat, and I felt a surge of adrenaline-fueled rage. But as I watched in horror, I saw that the monster's teeth were coated in a dark, tar-like substance. The blood that flowed from Luther's wound was a deep, almost black shade of red, and I knew that the monster's venom was at work.

A voice said. I looked up and saw someone with the same dark handsome look as Nicholas, however this particular person looked like a complete rebel. He was dressed in an expensive looking leather jacket and tight black jeans. He had this mischievous look in his eyes and a crooked smile. His hair was deep black and he had a tattoo from his bare neck down his neck line. He had rings on practically every finger and a necklace with a skull pendant. He was muscular and looked good, like he was concerned with his looks, however it didn't look like he was on good terms with Nicholas.

Tears streamed down her face, and she couldn’t contain her sobs, at the sight of Thor lying bloodied on the floor. “I won’t hurt Nick,” he hissed. “He’s the brother of the devil, and I’m sure my actions will please both him and his brother.” “Drago doesn’t care about you,” he whispered menacingly in her ear, “You will be my sacrifice to him, you will see,” Madchen stilled herself for a moment.What the hell was he talking about, the devil. He had lost his everloving mind, she ascertained, and she was to be the target of Jason’s maniacal fantasies.

"You… What are you doing?" "What am I doing?" Kendall smirked. "Aren’t you bold and brave? I’ll give you a taste of the Dark Sky Spider. This is a special venomous creature reared by the Five Poison Sect. Once bitten by it, your entire body will turn numb and your skin will start to rot. By then you wouldn’t know whether you’re still alive or dead. Why don’t you try it?"

They were probably confident no one could ever escape or survive this place. We climbed up a stone staircase, moving quickly and silently. I was holding the Xenodermus babies we had rescued. We only stopped when we saw light ahead, and the exit from the arena. There, we saw a group of wounded Tarragons battling a huge monster—it looked like a centipede, but more vicious, with spikes along its back. Its many legs were sharp, and its head was massive with enormous, jagged teeth. Vestaria looked at me. “What’s the plan?” she asked. I smiled. I handed the Xenodermus babies to one of the others we had freed. My claws extended, surprising them, and I knew my eyes were glowing.

"Do you finally surrender?" "No," I answered him in full courage. Even though I pleaded I still wouldn't comply with him, it's a very ridiculous thing. "Well, then I'll give you more until you do." He went to the side table again the took three jars. Anxiety attacked me, the jars contain deadly tarantulas. The pain in my back suddenly disappeared for a moment because of the fear towards the poisonous animal I was seeing. "This is Black, Red, and Crimson, " he grinned introducing me to the deadly animals. "Do you know what is their purpose?"

People called him the Untouchable king, because for the past twenty -five years no has been able to survive his touch. An ancient curse running through his blood, a curse which turns everyone into stone with just a touch. Forcing Kael Draven to rule his kingdom from behind black leather gloves, he lived with a crown and a curse with a lonely heart. Seraphina Vale never believed the terrifying stories until one careless accident changes everything. When she mistakenly grabs the king bare hands. The world holds its breath. But she didn’t turn to stone.

“Fine. It’s a black widow.” The technician turned another page. “It’s not a normal black widow.” Kael stared at him. Then he laughed. Not a little laugh either. He bent forward, covering his mouth as his shoulders shook. The technician remained completely expressionless. Kael finally straightened. “You already told us that.” The technician nodded his head once. “Yes.” Kael pointed at him. “Then can you get to the part where you tell us what the hell it actually is?” The technician looked down at his papers again. “It is a poisonous black widow spider.” Kael opened his mouth to speak. The technician raised one finger. “Wait.”Kael closed his mouth. The man continued. “It is a supernatural blac

The crowd laughed. They were sure that this other guy could not defeat the infamous Black Widow. It was rumored that she was born in a land of bitter winter. Strange patterns crawled all over her skin while tattoos of unknown meaning scrawled all over her face. She was said to be enchanted by a great shaman of Diablerie with the souls of venomous creatures. She possessed all kinds of abilities from animals like spiders, snakes, and scorpions. She licked her lips as she approached Logan. "Come to your mistress, little boy."