Love Spider Man Heart Novels & Stories

Slowly, she stepped closer, crouching before him, her voice a haunting whisper. “How does it feel, Lionel?” she asked, echoing his earlier taunt. “How does it feel to be looked down on? To be powerless?” He tried to speak, to beg, but the words wouldn’t come. His vision blurred as the darkness around her seemed to grow, swallowing the light. She reached out, placing her hand on his throat, her fingers digging into his skin as blood dripped from his wounds. “I’m sorry, does that hurt?” she said, her voice a blend of voices, distorted and inhuman.

“So he has a fear of lizards, he just hates them. Can’t even look at them even if it’s in a movie.” I shuddered in disgust. “I hate them too. They are creepy.” “I should do this to you.” “Don’t you dare.” I warned him, narrowing my eyes at him. “I know you fear spiders. I’ll set them off on you.” Evan’s eyes widened in fear. “You wouldn’t dare.” I smirked. “Don’t test me. You fear them not me.”

the view here is incredibly fascinating, but it can’t make my heart feel fine or neither amaze. “I think he is not really alone” a voice behind me “What makes you think he is not alone?” “You see Mr. Carter, there are a lot of stars and moon at the same galaxy where the sun is, it’s just that he is the brightest of all the stars and he shine on different time here on earth.” “Well he looks alone to me” “He is just too bright that it overpowers the other stars. Not because you cannot see it means they are not actually there.” “Well said, anyway what should I call you again?” I turn and face to the woman Andrea hires for me

"Oh Keith, you can't imagine how happy I feel. I never like the thought of young women being left alone in the world. Tabitha is so lucky you live here." Keith smiled kindly at Linda but then glanced at Tabitha. The guy stared intimately, and his hint was clear. He would stay until he had her consent regarding the child in Tabitha's womb. "I have to go now to bring my groceries in. I was just getting back from shopping when I saw a really cool car. What's it called?" This time Linda was at a loss for words. "Jeep." Jace continued "Jeep! Yes … very manly. Perfect for the virile Keith." Linda answered, and Tabitha groaned inwardly.

His eyes burned with something I couldn’t fully describe. Anger. Deep anger. He opened his mouth to speak... “I'm here.” The voice cut through everything. I froze. Slowly… I turned and there he was. Luca. Standing a few steps away. My heart skipped. He wore a black shirt, slightly unbuttoned at the top, the fabric clinging lightly to his frame. A dark coat rested over his shoulders, and his presence alone filled the space. For a brief moment, our eyes met and suddenly everything felt too overwhelming.

"I have you. And I have the Ghost." "The Ghost is dead, Leo," Elena said, her voice softening. "You told the city that yourself." "The Ghost of the Gutter is dead," Leo agreed, his eyes flashing a brilliant, dangerous green. "But the Ghost of the High-Rise... he’s just getting started." High above them, in the dark rafters of the Sky-Lounge, a small, mechanical spider, no larger than a coin, flickered with a red light. It wasn't Syndicate tech. It was the same light Leo had seen on the black ship.

"She even told me and Ethan to buy you your favorite crab cakes. How could she possibly hire people to beat you up?" Aurora laughed bitterly. She was allergic to shellfish and would never eat crab cakes. To think that she had loved Xavier for seven years, only for him to be unaware of her allergies and take another woman's side at first instance. She took a deep breath and got out of bed, then led Xavier to the security control room. "See the footage for yourself." In the footage, Aurora was seen getting beaten up by a group of people. They mentioned Violet's name clearly in the audio too.

I moaned out softly, unable to contain my sexual urges just from the thought of it all, my hand reaching out, holding the hair as the sucking deepened into my skin. Wait. My fingers twitched. That wasn't a memory, that was texture. The silken touch of actual hair between my fingers. My eyes snapped opened, as I whirled round the water, pushing myself over the other side, my heart slamming against my chest, every muscle in my body dead cold. Stefan. It was Stefan crouched beside the tub, a wicked knowing smirk right off that smug face of his. His dark, hungry, lingering right to wear my body had betrayed me.

Chapter Twelve Elena’s POV The lights dimmed. The bass from the DJ’s booth pounded harder, like a heartbeat echoing through the underground club. Spider’s voice cut through the haze of smoke and perfume. “Tonight,” he shouted into the mic, his grin wide and sharp, “a new angel graces our stage. Fresh, pure, untouched. Give it up for… Angel!” My blood froze. Spider’s hand shoved me lightly between the shoulder blades, pushing me toward the golden cage. “That’s you, mouse,” he whispered near my ear, his breath hot and dangerous. “Angel. That’s your name now. With that golden hair and those doe eyes, you look like one.”

“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.