Kumoko Spider Novels & Stories

He had guessed to take things slow for now so as not to freak the woman out. “What was this place called again?”, she asked her gaze back at the view. He turned his head towards the wonderful sight. “Kósmima.” The silver-haired woman turned her head towards him, meeting his red eyes glowing from the sun. “Kósmima? What does that mean?”

Uche and Roma replied at the same time, like they had planned it originally. Roma became restless, tense and anxious. “ what do we do now? How are we supposed to find this fisheye? Someone we have been searching for ever since we started this business? "No record, no traces, no data , no nothing!! Damn!!!!!! How could someone be that invincible? Non-existent? But still causes the loudest chaos?" She paced around a bit with arms akimbo and face down, feeling pained, and defeated. "In forty eight hours?! Forty eight hours? We find Fisheye in forty eight hours?” she asked Uche, surprised at how silent everyone in the room was.

Much too large trees grew closely together, their canopies blocking the sky entirely, and thick spiderwebs covered their limbs, and I couldn't help but wonder what type of spider could possibly create something like this. Just the thought of the large, eight-legged thing left me feeling like my skin was crawling. "Jorogumo," Wilson's voice said, drawing my attention. "These spiders are probably the most dangerous of all. They appear as beautiful women that will quickly lure their victims to their webs; it is then that they show their true forms, but by then it is too late." Shivering I watched as a woman with long, flowing red hair, deep brown eyes, porcelain skin, and the perfect figure sau

she replied with a hint of sadistic amusement. "Ah, yes, the fear of spiders," the man acknowledged with a chilling smile that could haunt one's nightmares. "This particular breed is known as Latrodectus mactans, commonly referred to as the black widow," he explained, referring to the spiders within the case. With calculated precision, he delicately placed one upon Mr. Woods's bare chest, having previously removed his shirt.

With a mighty thrust of her sword she impaled the beast right in the middle of its multiple eyed head; another layer of slimy spatter. She heaved deep exhausted breaths. Fifteen spiders. It had been a significant nest with many larger specimens. The only thing left to do was find the queen, burn any egg sacs she carried, and destroy any future offspring the beasts hoped to spawn. Otherwise the next time she got hired to slay spiders it might be one hundred fifty instead of fifteen. When it came to giant spiders, there was one particularly large female that would lay a single, tightly packed cocoon of eggs. She was the queen of the nest. Killing the queen was a bonus payout since she was the

That he used to hit Yman back on the Outerworld when he was fighting the Pale Toad in the pond area. Everyone was surprised again to see another ability from Kiko. Looks like he already learned 4 ability before the real training even started. Such a genius! Kesha nodded and muttered, "his really cool, very opposite to that shameless person." But... SCREEEEEE!!! The Mustang Spider seemed to sense it. It sent an ear-piercing screeched. "Damn this dude is too zealous. This is one of the variables that may change the outcome of the battle! And ruined the plan."

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.

Spider demanded as he tried to move away. “Christina.” Pagan said she scurried up his arm to settle under his hair on his shoulder. “She’s a purple knee tarantula and a social anxiety spider.” Shiloh smiled as she went back and took the other spider out of the box. Without asking, she took the lid off a water bottle and filled the lid. Setting it right in front of the brown and orange spider, he stuck his face in and began to drink. “He’s dehydrated and probably needs to eat.” She stroked the body, causing little hairs to come out. “He’s a Mexican red knee, and I would say, young adult.”

“We’re definitely in the right place.” Something shifted above them. Riley’s head snapped up— Too late. The spider dropped. It hit the ground in front of them with a heavy impact, its massive body settling low as its legs spread outward, each one ending in hooked points that dug into the webbed floor. Its eyes glowed faintly. Watching. A red glow appeared above it. Verdant Broodmother — Level 15 (Boss) HP: one million Hayes let out a breath. “Yeah… that’s more like it.”

"You're away." She let go of the branch and fell unceremoniously towards the earth. Although unnecessary, Shane caught her in his arms. "Tell no one," she muttered, staring suspiciously at the web. "She doesn't really have pet spiders does she?" "Black widow," Banshee said, overhearing everything, "brown recluse, three species of tarantulas --"