Female Peter Parker Fanfiction นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Help me write letters for him. It will be his birthday the day after tomorrow and I am planning on giving these cards to him. But do me a favor, please? Let him come here so I can personally give these to him.” “Why would I even do that?” I hysterically asked. Is she out of her mind? Does she even know how large Peter’s fanbase is? Well, most of them were his ex-flings but still, that’s acceptable as one of his fans because they still want him. She gave me death stares, trying to make me intimidated by her but I am not even afraid of her. “I won’t do that. You are not even his type.” “You too. You are not his type so better help me,” she said mocking me. She even rolled her eyes at me. The

Jade Pinkerton's pov Panting heavily. I stumbled through the trees to get to Vernon's house. Concerned about Nikolai I paused to glance back to see if I could find out what happened to him. “If there truly is a Goddess, please help me, and my mate. I really do love the guy,” I murmured in desperation. Hearing growls approaching from behind me I peered back with narrowed eyes to see a wolf bounding toward me. “Marcus,” I snarled as Senay fought to emerge from within me but I held her back.

Astonishment, disappointment, and happiness all swirled within the depths of his dark eyes; and I knew exactly why he felt that way. "Fiona Christopher....you mean the human who moved here last week?" my father asked slowly, his voice expressionless. I nodded my head, feeling a swirl of pride erupt inside of me at the sound of her name. My wolf immediately agreed and he showed me a picture of her in my mind. I guess he hadn't stopped thinking about her since we left her at her house. "But she's.....human. How can you have a human mate, sweetheart?" My mother never even bothered to try to hide how stupefied she was.

I could feel myself begin to panic inside, if he went any further it would all be over in one quick move. Before I had the chance to act, there was a loud growl and Matteo was knocked to the ground. I shook my head as I got back up, my eyes landing on Piper who had shifted. She was on top of Matteo, growling with so much anger that even I felt uneasy. "What are you doing?" I questioned her through our link. Without looking away from Matteo she answered me. "I'm finishing this." I glanced over at Matteo, he looked hurt. It was as if Piper protecting me was the equivalent of a knife being stuck in his back. The hurt look remained only for a moment, then it was replaced by one of pure rage.

We turn and see that Maddie is entering the room and stops dead, looking between Peter and Parker. Parker hangs his head to the side, crouches down, and crawls. He comes to her and says, “meow.” Maddie opens her eyes wide and says, “Wow! I think I saw a cute kitten!” We all laugh at the same time. She walks up to Parker and says, “Are you my uncle?” He tells her, “I am whatever you want me to be, darling.” I see how she frowns, looking between Peter and Parker with her arms crossed. I hang my head to the side and say, “Is something wrong, baby?”

“Uh… Serena? Who’s that?” “She’s your damn madam!” Xavier growled, eyes still boring into Peter’s face like daggers. Peter flinched, then nodded quickly. “Uh, got it! You’re saying she’s about to be stolen away?” “If you keep me locked up here, she will be,” Xavier said through gritted teeth. Peter nodded, like he’d finally connected the dots. Then he gave a reassuring smile. “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of this!” “…At least you’ve got some sense,” Xavier muttered, swinging his legs off the bed. “Now hurry up and help me sneak out while no one’s watching.”

“You’re not mad that one of them captioned her repost my future husband?” I froze mid-sentence, the words catching like a hiccup. “She wrote what?” Piper grinned wickedly, wiggling her phone in front of me again. “Want to see?” “No.” I slapped the phone out of view. “I said don’t show me anything else about him.” Piper gave me that very sinister judgemental look. “You’re enjoying this,” I accused. “Of course I am.” Piper stretched out luxuriously, scrolling again. “I live for drama that isn’t mine. And this is golden. Lucas Bristo drowning in fangirls while Hannah Black sits here pretending she doesn’t care.”

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.”

"She's no sister. She is death in human form." "Poor woman. She cared about that family, but the biological daughter never cared at all!" "I think she did it on purpose. That fake concern for her parents means nothing. She should be arrested and thrown in jail!" "I found her name—Evangeline Parker. Don't let her walk free." Some people soon found my personal information, and they sent me threats by the hordes. I felt broken, while my conscience had been shredded to bits. My body and mind were drained and exhausted both.

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.”