Monstrous Spider Novels & Stories

A, I gave the monster the ability to locate anywhere in MistWorld. I also added monsters like the last one I had created just in case the monsters arrived and I needed a chance to escape. This time, I gave them super strength, a little more height, and speed. The black mist appeared just as three scorpion-wolves stepped out of the forest, their eyes on me, and roared. Taking an involuntary step back, I summoned my earth powers. Thorny vines shot out of the woods and wrapped themselves around one of the monsters, trapping it but it wouldn't hold for long.

Everything finally fell into place when he heard Leonardo Alroy’s words. Red Spider originated from the Imperial Capital City and came from the same Red Moon Institute that his grandfather, Dalton Alroy, founded. “The reason Red Moon Institute could create those monsters—Red Spiders—was because they used the blood from Grandpa’s body to develop them.” “You know about this substance?” Leonardo stared at Tyr Summers in surprise. “How could you have known about them? The batch of horrors has been cleaned up. Red Spider was purged and has become a drug that was off-limits in the Imperial Capital City.”

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.

They had such an excellent bond based on their likes and dislikes. The real Monster had not yet finished, but had just started. She would awaken Luther's true monster. She would destroy him and his family. She would make Noelle's life an absolute hell. This is the second part of Monster. *********

" Oh ;you gotta be kidding me " muttered Chelsea as she couldn't detached herself from the wall of the dome, her body was still recovering from its state of shock and fear and her limbs were stiff as board . The creature seemed as if it hadn't heard which was a good thing , Chelsea felt as if hundreds of ants were crawling upon her as shivers after shivers rose and fell , erecting goosebumps over her entire body. It was a tortorantula , if her memory served her right . Gigantic among its species , this spider was the most heinous and dangerous . Known for its Cannibalism, and monstrosity , tortorantula were nearly extinct since their body made wonderful armours .

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.

Something thick and white is catching a bit of the light, like strong woven threads intertwining inside the sewer. “What is that?” Jossie mutters, tugging at the sleeve of my cloak. “What do you think is in there?” “I don’t know,” I reply, taking a step forward so the others will follow. “Let’s just—” The rest of my words get cut when a gigantic black figure emerges from the mouth of the sewer. I raise my lamp higher out of instinct, and I nearly drop it when I see what just came out. A gigantic black spider with the head of a woman, its eight eyes scattered on its forehead, it’s pincers protruding and dripping with some strange clear liquid.

me and my mother were on a pic-nic waiting for my father to come and join us. While we were waiting I decided to run through the grass while my mother chased after me. We were having so much fun… She caught me and tossed me up in the air… That was the last good memory I had of her. I took her hand and I wanted to explore everything outside… I was a fearless child so 'creepy wildlife,' didn't bother me at all, not a snake, not a lizard, not a toad, not a bug, and not a spider. Well I wanted to touch everything and that's what I did. My mother started to get nervous because she hated all the bugs and spiders so we walked back to our pic-nic area and waited for my father. I was still not done

Either way, I’m a fucking disaster or a mate. I want to help, goddamn it! Then again, Korrin seems to be in control. He wrestles the spider-thing to the ground, pinning it with one massive paw. Then he leans in, jaws opening wider than should be possible, and— CRUNCH. The monster’s head collapses like an eggshell. Silence. Korrin stands over the corpse, chest heaving. Blood and ichor drip from his muzzle. I’m unsure what he is going to do. A werewolf ight eat their prey, but that spider looked disgusting, and the meat can’t be—