Marvel Black Tarantula Novels & Stories

A mirror appeared at the wall opposite them at her command. Tara stared at her visage in the mirror, studying her lean frame as sweat streamed down her brown ebony skin, soaking her black tank top and tight leggings. Her thick black hair which was plaited into a ponytail fell down her chest, and the glowing arcane marks on her skin had receded. “Thirty-three Omegas, seven Betas, and Three alphas; all in two hours,” Boma said, coming up behind her.

"She wants to wait for intelligence reports while that freak anchors his roots into my father's council. We strike tonight, while his scent is still fresh." "But the Luna commanded—" "The Luna does not see the speed of the infection!" Tahlia barks, reaching into her tactical belt and drawing a small, reinforced glass vial containing a writhing, pitch-black viper from the Blacktide marshes. "Drop this over his balcony guide-rail." Brena’s skin goes completely white under her hair. "A Blacktide adder? The venom liquefies the blood core within three minutes... it will look like a wild mountain accident if it breaches his furs, but..."

" He held out his hands. Christine glanced at me and I nodded. We grabbed his hands and he pulled us through the crowd. He ignored the complaints sent his way as he bumped through bodies, while I gave swift apologies. We arrived at what seemed to be the scene of attraction and my eyebrows lifted in puzzlement. There was a large Jeep parked right in front of the office. In front of it were two groups. Alpha Xavier and the Elders on one side. On the other side, I saw a man dressed in a strange black attire which matched the colour of the vehicle. His olive skin reflected the light of the slowly setting sun and his grey eyes showed worry towards the Alpha. "That's the panther king of the east."

It was tall, reaching half the height of the colosseum. “Woahh!” Mica exclaimed, dodging a web that came from its mouth. It roared in anger, going straight for her again. Oliver rushed in with his trident, getting close the spider utilized its spiked hands against Oliver. It was obvious the spider was really fast with its attacks, but Oliver was doing well keeping up with it. As expected of him. “It’s a Ravage tier monster, it should be easy if we work together.” Benjamin said. Afterwards, he went down running with his hands and legs, on getting close to the creature, he made a high jump transforming to his werewolf self mid-air.