Bullet Point Spider Man Novels & Stories

It was cold and lifeless. I can’t do it, she thought. I’m just a character made of ink. Then something moved in her pocket. It wasn’t the key. She reached into her other pocket and pulled out the dried lemon flower. Small and crumpled, it looked worthless. But when the shadow-spider’s thread touched it, the flower transformed into a sharp golden needle. Maya rammed the needle into the spider’s eye. The creature collapsed into a puddle of black ink. Gasping, Maya searched for Julian. He was tumbling away, just a flickering spark in the dark.

The good thing on it was, it lowered the enemy's vision for a few seconds. Regardless, he noticed the monsters were already neared him. The one that was running ahead of the other had blindly stepped on one of the ball-shaped objects. It suddenly stopped like something was holding it, and its head hit the ground by itself. This chaptEr upl0ad from novElbin(dot)com And the number -50 in red color was visibly floating above the monster's head. These balls that held the monster was very sticky. After all, it was made from the web of a Wanderer type of monster, the rank C+ Mustang Spider.

David hides behind a thick trunk. He hears a lot of spitting sounds as the bone spider continues to release a barrage of sharp bone daggers. Then silence. David peeks out of the thick trunk and he sees Bob angrily stabbing the spider with David’s bone knife. The creature tries to shake off Bob but the monkey rampages on its back. Bob holds on tightly to the bone spider’s large back and continues to stab its weak points with David’s sharp bone knife. Eventually, the bone spider stops moving as Bob manages to pierce its head by hitting a weak point on the skull. The bone spider falls flat on its body as Bob drives the knife deeper.

Spider moves to shove him away from me, and a gun shoots and I hear his body falling. “No”, I let out, falling on my knees next to Spider. He got shot in the stomach. I start putting pressure. “Help, somebody help”, I let out, but no one moves a finger. They all look at each other while Chris sits and places his feet on the table with his arms behind his head. His smile is sick and vile.

I’m supposed to have fun, but to be honest, I’m bored. A guy steps out from the lounge. My attention is drawn to him because he’s so much taller than the other kids who are emptying the punch bowl. He’s wearing jeans, a striped shirt, and a denim jacket. When he turns his head and fixes his gaze on me, I recognize him from outside. He’s the driver of the Alpha Spider. His lips tilt as he scrunches up the cup in his hand and aims for the trashcan against the wall, throwing a perfect hit without taking his eyes off me.

I asked her while lifting Alfred up so he could take a proper look at the toys. “If you can hit all seven targets without using more than ten bullets, you get to win any prize of your choice.” She responded with a bright smile and I turned to Alfred. “Do you see anything you like?” I asked him and he nodded immediately. “Spider man!” He pointed out to the stuffed spider man toy at the far left corner of the small cubicle. “Alright then.” I said as I placed him down. The lady gave me a toy gun that had marbles for bullets and I aimed at the first paper target. I shot the first marble but missed and I noticed Alfred's smiles fading.

Third Person POV “Time for some fun guys,” Seris and Damon giggled through the mindlink. “Show him what you got guys !” Kael chuckled too. The “package” suddenly had six legs and was crawling up and down the man’s back. Needless to say the “package” was actually a spider-bot made up of silver which burnt the skin of any vampire or werewolf. The deadliest assassin in history was reeling under its effect which made everyone try hard to suppress their giggles and before he crumpled dead on the floor, he managed to wiggle out the bot out of his clothes and looked even deadlier with red bloodshot eyes.

…sweat is slowly traveling down my face and my eyes are getting dry, one blink and I might miss some details. All I can hear is my own breathing and the sound of interrupted frequency on my ear piece. “Shoot it”, ten minutes had passed since I heard that command. “What the hell are you doing? Shoot…” Before he had finished his word I had planted that bullet straight to that man’s temple. And the entire policeman came to secure the place.

"Yeah, yeah..." I sigh. Christian is just perfect. I wait for Christan while thinking about him. The way he treats me like a princess. How protective he is over me. Such an adorable human being he is. Such a-- I look at my arm where I feel something moving. "Ahh!" I scream my lungs out. A fucking spider on my arm. And not just any spider, a freakin' Tarantula. "Christian!!" At the exact same moment, Christian comes up, both pilots behind, with a fucking gun in his hand. I ignore it jumping into his arms screaming, "Kill it, kill it."

It was dark and dank in the cave, most of its surfaces were moist and wet. “Hmm?” After moving forward for about five minutes, something caught Zephyr’s attention, it raised his alarm. He quickly summoned Lightfoot and sprinted off without a second thought. A loud hiss rang out behind him, Zephyr turned to look and saw his would-be aggressor. Where Zephyr once stood, a large creature now took his place, it’s false face chittered nonstop. “A Pearl Spider!” Zephyr frowned at the sight before him. Pearl Spiders were dangerous creatures with ghostly white bodies, and lifeless black eyes. It hissed at Zephyr, which revealed prominent fangs as it’s saliva dripped onto the ground.