Harkonnen Spider Pet Novels & Stories

Spiders the size of dogs scurry around the house and are heard on the inside and outside of the walls. The voice of the elders touches my tongue, as the two werewolves of the Wolf People Clan prepare to defend me and the luna lily flowers. The giant spiders chatter amongst themselves and chant to themselves in lowered tones. The spiders look like giant tarantulas as they creep up the stairs. A voice controls them faintly in the distance. Chief Wolfpaw and Cody bend their ears in the direction of the voice. A puppet master is pulling the strings behind the chattering of this giant spider horde.

I hissed at his rough handedness. “She is the one,” he said simply, voice sharp but confident. The hall fell into a long, heavy silence. I kept my head low, every inch of my skin feeling too exposed under their gazes. I didn't want to be here. I didn't want this at all. “You know the rules, Prince Darion. A concubine chosen by a royal must possess either high breeding or rare beauty. This girl…” Her gaze swept over me slowly, with barely concealed disdain. Breeding? I was meant to be some breeding machine for some prince?

“Though I guess one would be enough to cover you completely.” I smile. His joke doesn’t explain why I dreamed about spiders while he was busy killing this mother of all spiders, though. “Is that what you call this thing?” I ask. “A shelob?” I remember the word as the name of a giant spider in the book Lord of the Rings. It’s another example of how nightmare creatures from There have appeared in stories in our world. Kai nods. “Yes. They are very dangerous. They shoot jets of acid-like liquid from their mouth, and have a poisonous stinger used to paralyze their prey.”

, they are more useful for spying and Intel gathering on others without being found out, say hello to one of the creatures that made many patients follow a therapy to get over their excessive fear over these small creatures called “Spiders” These little creatures are so useful, ever since I got this idea; spying and Intel gathering became a child’s game! And through the familiar interface of the system, I can easily manage them and control them just like how you can control a drone from a distance, so I have been secretly spreading them to the people I need to keep an eye on… I have just sent before going out a few spiders carried on the back of the birds flock straight towards the imperial

only the desperate used, a place where the ceiling lights didn't reach and the shadows had teeth. They scrambled up a rickety wooden ladder, the wood groaning under their weight. Below them, Gnash skidded to a halt, looking up with a grimace. He wasn't a climber, but he was a tracker. He pulled a small mechanical spider from his pocket and whispered a command into its gears. The spider’s eyes glowed red, and it began to scale the wall with terrifying efficiency. "He’s got a drone-construct!" Anna hissed, her blue eyes flashing.

And then I saw it. Emerging from the shadows at the far end of the corridor was a spider. But it wasn’t just any spider. This thing was massive—its body the size of a small car, its legs long and spindly, tipped with razor-sharp points that clicked against the stone as it moved. Its eyes, all eight of them, glowed a sickly yellow, fixed on me with a predatory hunger. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. “Run, little witch,” Jacob’s voice whispered, almost tender.

The web falls like curtains on the ground and we can finally see the demon that was attacking us. It is a cross between a spider and a scorpion. The main body is from a scorpion with a few modifications. The head has eight eyes on its head and the mouth of a spider. It’s but is from a spider, but from time to time, it splits open to reveal the end tail of a scorpion. The clicking noise it makes sounded like it was furious—or maybe curious. I can’t tell. Archer and I exchanged glances and we both agreed not to make any sudden noise or movements. It seems like it hasn’t noticed us yet.

Moonlight illuminated his bulk, glinting on his pointy fangs. “You've made your choice to die,” he huffed, the corner of his lips curving into a sardonic smile. He clamped a hand on a chain saw being extended out towards him — the blurred movement almost at normal speed to my enhanced, super vision — pressed down hard on the power on button and jumped on the car. The metal protested under his huge weight, but went batshit hysterical when he brought the chainsaw down on the glass. It cracked — a wide, beautiful spider web — but didn't break all the way immediately. I wasn't the least bit surprised. Ferrara must've had it reinforced.

The queen spider had pulled Helia closer until she was but a leg's length from it; just out of its reach. Its glossy black fangs, which were as long as Helia's forearm, dripped with the promise of venom. Helia knew she wouldn't be able to cut the webbing in time so she readied herself to stab the beast when it gave one last tug. Quite abruptly the spider seemed to freeze. And then, Kendrick's voice was directly over her, "Ugh. I hate these things almost as much as I hate slayers."

This is the Luna and Alpha room. But why isn't she in here now? Dwayne walks towards the desk, where he picks up a small petri dish. Lying in the centre is a small black spider looking device. It would fit in the centre of my palm, the head being the same size as my thumb nail. Wires are webbed from the head, ending in small claw like things. It's completely covered in blood, staining the glass. My eyes lift to see Dwayne's, which are clouded.