Ghost Spider Gwen Stacy Novels & Stories

“What is it?” His eyes never left the monitor. “You might want to see this.” “I am seeing it.” “No.” He shook his head with a quiet laugh. “Keep looking.” I narrowed my eyes and scanned the information in front of me. At first… Nothing. Just usernames, encrypted traffic, anonymous forums, and data moving across the screen. Then one name caught my attention. Ghost. Beside the name were two simple words. Recently online. I froze. Ash immediately went silent. The room seemed quieter all at once. Ghost. Everyone in the underground knew that name. Everyone on the dark web respected it. Some feared it. Ghost never failed. Ghost never left evidence behind. Ghost simply got the job done.

She shoved him aside and walked off. Pierre just stood there, stunned. Tears burned his eyes. That was it. Over. Cameras caught everything. By the time she was gone, the clip was already online. [What's going on? Didn't Sonia Quindt just get stood up by Hedley Hart? Why's Pierre jumping in now?] [Now Pierre's trying to swoop in? Shameless.] [She looks furious. Guess she's still hung up on the first dude.] [Who even is Hedley Hart? How's he got her like this?]

Despite the fact that I can hear the anchor's voice loud and clear, I still increase the sounds of the television. Good thing Maverick was already snoring for him to hear the loud sounds of the news. "Our hero of New Orleans, Gaius Spencer, never ceases to surprise us again. This time, he went to a nightclub and made an unbelievable disappearance to save someone from getting killed." "We asked for Gaius' autograph." says the woman who recognized me in the club. "then, there is this weird bird that appeared out of nowhere and hopped onto his head. In a blink of an eye, Gaius turned into tiny bats and flew outside in a hurry."

He located the origin of the scent immediately. It was coming from a small woman who stood in the doorway of a hidden room, blocking the entry. In front of her was a large man with shaggy blonde hair, clad only in dark jeans. He held her arms in a painful grip and pulled her forward so far, she was on her tiptoes. William’s nose instantly marked him for what he was. Werewolf.

By the time Richard arrived, the funeral was almost over. Everyone who had come to say goodbye was gone. Only I remained. I wanted a little more time with Chloe. She'd always been clingy. And she was afraid of the dark. "Richard, see? I told you Selena was lying. If this were really a funeral, why is nobody here? This is obviously another stunt to get you to come home." Grace's voice cut through the silence. Richard's face darkened.

Just a man. Luca stared at him, eyes widening slowly. “Riven… your eyes.” Riven blinked. The world steadied. “What about them?” “They’re—” Luca swallowed. “They’re normal.” No amber glow. No shadows curling at the edges of his vision. The Ghost was gone. A sound tore through the church then—boots, shouts, weapons being raised. Wolf burst through a side door with three riders behind him, guns sweeping the room. He froze when he saw them.

Horan explained as he pointed to the opposite side of the stream, where the garden or the forest was. "Alright, understood." Jennet nodded her head as she held her husband's arm when they crossed the bridge. But, mid-way, they still stopped to admire the beautiful wisteria above their heads. The wisteria housed another colony of beings that looked like squirrels but had long ears like rabbits, poofy furs that made them look chubby and crystal-clear wings that looked like the cicada’s wings. Their eyes were big and gleamy in caramel colour, and they squeaked when they were spooked. Oh, they were as huge as a bee and they had cute bobtails.

"So she see's stuff." I nodded, scrubbing the feeling of his fingers from my skin. I’d have bruises in the morning. "Like?" "She sees the souls of those the Shades have taken. She knew Stuart was gone before you got back." "You're lying." "You see this?" I said, flashing him the only piece of Jewellry I wore. "It’s the other half to the one that keeps her sane, because every time she takes it off she sees them, every should that’s been forced from their living body!"

She reacted to his fiery kiss with equal fervour as he bit her lips, prying his tongue into her mouth. It was a strange phenomenon. Ghosts could not be touched or seen by normal people. But the custom of a ghost marriage binds a couple in such a way, that they can invoke passions in each other as well. Chaerin felt desire, sexual attraction and felt every touch of Joonjae's.

Gemma Vivid images of the monstrous Arachne, its sharp fangs sinking into Stacey’s flesh and ripping her to shreds, filled my dreams like a nightmare on repeat. Her blood-curdling scream echoed in my mind, only to be drowned out by my own as I desperately shielded her from the creature’s attack. Stacey’s biggest fear had always been spiders, yet even in the face of this terror she was still trying to save me. She had always been the protector, but now it was my turn to be the hero and save her. My heart raced with fear and determination as I faced off against the Arachne, ready to do whatever it took to keep Stacey safe.