Jasmin Savoy Brown Spiderman Novels & Stories

“It’s been nice knowing you, Spider.” “I’m not going to kill him.” Taz chuckled. “Intentionally.” “Do you want gloves?” Spider asked. “No, I’m not cold. Thanks for asking.” She replied with a grin as she pulled off her sweatshirt. She was in black leggings and a bright blue fitted tank top. Her slip on shoes lay on the floor. They circled each other for a moment and then Spider took a few hits to her abdomen. He had assumed that she was in good shape and strong. But the strong wall of muscle surprised him. She smiled at his look of shock.

"We'll see. I may be bring some folks back with me, so --" "Not the spider guy, please? He's just . . . it makes my skin crawl." Renata laughed. "You might want to talk to Banshee about working on that fear of yours, because I'm definitely bringing the werespider back with me if he's interested. His resume is great, his current employers are pissed that he might be leaving, and he's a total dominant man-babe! And werespiders are supposed to be near-fucking-impossible to sneak past, making them great guardians."

I was pleasantly surprised to see that he has done some of the renovations already and a part of the space was used to house this pretty spider. The spider is as big as my palm with eyes like buttons. The size of off putting but there is something about the spider that feels familiar which has me staring intently at it through the glass. “Are you a dangerous spider? Is that why you are here all alone?” I ask it, looking around for something to feed it. I spot a small jar of worms. “Is this yours?” I shake the jar in front of the spider. It reacts by twitching. “Someone’s hungry.” I chuckle.

So I go back to the door to knock, hoping someone can hear me. A few minutes later, I hear someone try to unlock the door from the outside and hope it’s Alek. To my surprise, it’s not him. “I’m Mirom.” The man towers over me. He’s taller and bulkier than Alek, like he can pick me up with his finger. I meet his gaze. “Hi. I’m Jasmine. Can I ask where your boss is?” I wish I were a full-blown werewolf so that I could sniff if he’s a werewolf or something else. I don’t even have enhanced senses. I’m just a normal human, even though my parents are werewolves.

June tells me. My eyebrows furrow. "Why are you showing me this?" "That new guy...The one who just so happened to show up in this town the day Jessica goes missing. The man that has an uncanny resemblance to the Alpha of all Phantom Wolves." My eyes automatically roll. "First, it is just a coincidence. Casper hasn't killed anyone. And Jasper doesn't have the same violet eyes, his are dark brown. And Phantom Wolves don't exist, let's just drop the subject of Jasper still being alive, and let him rest peacefully.

I tried walking to her, but I felt stuck as if something was keeping my feet to the ground. "Jasmine", I started, but when I looked back up, she was grinning at something as she looked at her side. A black ball of smoke started forming until it formed a person. " Xavier" I growled. Harmon had already filled me in on Jasmine's evil mate and I wanted to keep my new family safe at all costs. He winked at me and embraced Jasmine in a deep kiss that enraged both me and my wolf, but we were still bound to the ground. When he finished kissing her, he let her go and held her hand. Jasmine's dress was now black, and her eyes were purple with a red iris tint around her. If I thought her power was stro

It was senator Chris who hired mercenaries to do a 'clean up' job to save Scorpion and made the woman disappear. If not for the senator's intervention, Scorpion would have been a corpse long ago. The medusa would have murdered him after he failed a mission. Scorpion had retired peacefully from active duty in medusa and handed over to the Vampire. Ever since, he'd been working for senator Chris as a retirement job. He was fifty nine years old, a retired special forces military division called Pyton. Three war deployments under his belt, ten years in medusa, retired for many years now, but still the deadliest field operator ever known in medusa.

Swinging its steel limbs, it lunged at Adrian, casting a looming shadow over the human before it. Upon seeing this, Adrian smirked disdainfully. He threw a powerful punch, shattering the air around him. The clash between his fist of flesh and blood and the cold steel limbs of the mechanical spider sent shockwaves through the air, making leaves flutter. With a dull clang, the supposedly indestructible steel limbs of the spider twisted and bent, leaving a noticeable dent. Ivory, utterly bewildered, exclaimed, "This is impossible? This material is state-of-the-art, over two hundred times harder than ordinary steel!"

a second guard said, stepping toward her. "Don't you 'ma'am' me, you overgrown penguin!" Taraji shouted, thrusting her handbag into his chest. "I am a high-ranking health inspector! I received a report that this floor is infested with... with giant, invisible spiders! And you are standing right on a nest!" The guard blinked, looking down at his feet in pure confusion. "Spiders?" "YES! Spiders! They bite the ankles of men who wear cheap suits!" Taraji leaned in, her eyes wide and crazy.

The spider from my dream—the monstrous, car-sized beast with glowing yellow eyes—was here, its massive body twisting and writhing as it emerged from the shadows. “How is this possible?” I whispered, my voice trembling. The spider let out a screech, its fangs dripping with venom. “Priscilla,” Jake said, his voice urgent, “we’ll talk about Jena later. Right now, we have a real problem.” The spider lunged, its massive legs crashing down where Jake and I had been standing just seconds before. Jake shoved me aside, drawing his blade and slashing at one of its legs. The blade connected, leaving a shallow gash, but the spider barely seemed fazed.