Darkhold Spider Man Novels & Stories

Her hair was twisted into an elaborate braid, her crimson lips curled in a smile that didn’t reach her eyes. And beside her—turning slowly to face me—was a man I never thought I’d see within these walls again. Tall. Lean. Dressed in obsidian black. The crescent scar across his jawline was the first thing I noticed. The cold, calculating eyes were next. My blood turned to ice. “Xerxes,” my mother said sweetly, “you remember Alpha Caelum of the Shadow Ridge Pack, don’t you?” I clenched my fists.

I start to climb down, gripping the cloth rope with everything I have. Don’t look up, I tell myself. *Don’t look up.* But I do. He’s there. Peering out the window, knife in hand. And then I see something peeking from under his sleeve. A spider web tattoo on his wrist. The same one the man outside had days ago. He raises the knife. No—no, no, no He starts cutting the cloth. “Please!” I scream. “Don’t—” The rope snaps. My body freefalls.

Worry and fear were etched all over her face, and before I asked her what was wrong, I caught a shadow from the corner of my eyes. My eyes narrowed at a tall, mysterious-looking man standing by the door behind my dad, who at first I thought was Hunter. But when I looked closer, I realized it was not him, but the spitting image of Hunter Ysrael. No, the original image and father of Hunter Ysrael, Alpha Marcus of the Cruelcrest Hounds pack. He was wearing all black, from the bulky leather coat, black slacks, to black ankle boots. Anyone would mistake him as a nightcrawler if he keeps popping up in the shadows. But more importantly, what is he doing here?

After running over Theo, the person behind the wheels smirked triumphantly and drove off without bothering to wait. When he had gotten to a reasonable distance away from them, he pulled the mask over his face revealing Spider. “Too bad, the little boy had to pay for the sins of his parents.” He repeated Raquel's words from the last time and then dialed her number. She answered on the first ring. “Hey spider, what's good? Did you succeed?” She asked, panic obvious in her voice.

“They’ve been quiet for months.” “Not anymore.” “Who?” “No name—just’ The Spider.’ Only he calls himself that.” Xander pressed a finger to my lips. “You’re safe. Decided. You're mine.” I looked at him—hard, fierce. “Don’t make me question everything,” I growled. He drew me close. “I won’t. But someone inside helped him. He got past every guard. Even your personal sentinel.” A slow burn of fury churned. “They’ll pay.”

How could they not work hard! "Kill! Attack together and annihilate this bastard!" Everyone charged forward bravely right away. Caspian looked as usual as he pretended with the old man. Even though he was tempted by these rewards, he was still extremely concerned about that strand of faint killing intent! He dared to say that this killing intent was aimed at him. It was really not friendly! "You think you can do that?" The Soul-taking Spider King laughed coldly. "Since I dared to come out and deal with all of you, then I'm confident in my ability to devour all of your flesh and blood! All of you want to die, right? Then I'll fulfill your wish!"

But I couldn't help myself as I clicked to read the comments. stantheman11 Beautiful and sexy bobbyboss01 Check your dm @spicygi jjcoolj I want a repeat of last night My knuckles were turning white from grasping my phone so tightly. I began to wonder how many of these guys leaving her comments had slept with her, my thoughts spiraling. I mean, okay, I was totally being a hypocrite. It's not like I exactly kept it in my pants. But I still couldn't help how much it pissed me off that she was possibly spreading her legs for all these dudes—these human dudes. No, she should be sticking to her own kind—a werewolf that could take care of her every need and leave every single part of her perfect bo

The massive spider slammed its body against its new impressment, only to be strong by every attempt. It noticed Olivia as the source of the mystical disturbance and spews a venomist web at her. “Rise kubwa skeletal mlezi kwa ajili ya ulinzi wetu,” Sam chanted while slamming his palms on the ground, conjuring a eight foot skeletal gladiator surging with purple fire to slash its sword through the spider’s venom. The guardian continued to pull its torso out of the ground, stretching its begs forward before pitting itself against the huge arachnid.

Shaking, I pull the notes out of my handbag and point to the spider symbols. ‘It’s the same man who tried to kidnap me. He is a gang member of the Spider Backs. He has a tattoo of a spider near his eye. This whole time I thought my parents’ murderer and the man from the Spider Backs were two different men. The Snakes! We have to tell them! This explains why the Spider Backs have been trespassing onto their territory. They were trying to kidnap me!’ I explain. Ace pulls out a wad of fifty-dollar notes and hands it to Brent.

Standing by with her hands covering her chest, she reached out to grasp the leg that Spider Queen used to attack her and forcefully snapped it at once. The spider screamed in pain in an instant. It glared at the Dodge Tomahawk, its eight enraged compound eyes flashing with red light. It shrilled, and then its mouth moved, as if something was going to spurt out of it. Nicole saw the anomaly and quickly bounced backward. The next second, the position where she had just stood a second ago, was hit by the white slime-like substance that shot out of the spider's mouth. The ground was corroded and turned black in an instant.