One Above All Spiderman Novels & Stories

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.

“He also tried giving Little One a peanut butter sandwich and got pissed when she wouldn’t eat it.” “She’s fucking allergic!” Rave screamed making Jasmine flinch. “I’m sorry Trouble,” He instantly tried to calm down. “I’m just pissed that asshole did all that.” “I know,” She whispered, “It’s just automatic now, sorry.” “We will help you overcome that,” Daemon said softly. “What kind of father doesn’t know his children’s own life-threatening allergies, or any for that fucking matter?” Raze growled. “An ass like Mason,” Daemon sighed. “What was in the packet?” Raze asked.

"Yeah, yeah..." I sigh. Christian is just perfect. I wait for Christan while thinking about him. The way he treats me like a princess. How protective he is over me. Such an adorable human being he is. Such a-- I look at my arm where I feel something moving. "Ahh!" I scream my lungs out. A fucking spider on my arm. And not just any spider, a freakin' Tarantula. "Christian!!" At the exact same moment, Christian comes up, both pilots behind, with a fucking gun in his hand. I ignore it jumping into his arms screaming, "Kill it, kill it."

All the ends of the spider's legs have turned into armored spikes, its mouth is open wider than a spider’s mouth should be as it flashes rows and rows of black teeth. My arms fly up in defense. I scream the only thought that comes to my mind. “HEAL!” A blinding bright white and golden light bursts out of me sending Noroya flying in a tree as time returns back to normal. When I see her again, half of the spider’s body looks like it was charred by an explosion. It is crumpled at the bottom of a tree. Vertigo hits and I lose my balance. My knees hit the ground. ‘You need to get out of here. Now!’

They always did. I let out a soft gasp when a pair of arms slipped around my waist, then relaxed instantly the moment I recognized the familiar hold. “Welcome to Rio de Janeiro,” he whispered near my ear before kissing it. “They say the hottest people in the world live here, but I think they got it wrong, because the hottest person I know came from Queens.” I rolled my eyes, a quiet chuckle slipping out. “Peter Parker or Daredevil?” “Not that hot red,” he laughed. “Scarlet Spider, actually.”

Rose threatened, putting her hands on her hips just like Christine. "What?!" The boy cried in horror. "Aunty Rose, you wouldn't do that!" "You know I don't bluff, little man." Rose raised an eyebrow, threatening the young man. Reluctantly, Christopher jumped to the litter of sand on the floor and giggled. "I'm spiderman!"

Rasheed beams. The crowd is so excited and cheering like crazy. We walk down the stairs and Onyx is snatched out of my arms by my mom. “There’s granny’s sweet boy! Happy Birthday Onyx!” Mom coos. “We are going to look around and make sure everything is going okay.” Mom nods her head, and we turn to walk around the spiderman themed carnival. There are rides and carnival games. We even have a spiderman walking around doing some cool tricks for the kids. Overall, everything is going well. Rasheed and I play a few games and Rasheed wins Onyx, this huge stuffed spiderman, while I won a small little wolf.

“Thanks to this girl that I’m alright now.” That's when Oliver noticed Lucia standing behind Leysa. “Spider?! What the heck are you doing here?” Oliver exclaimed, fuming in anger. “Why?” Spider tilted her head to the left, quirking her eyebrow. “Is it prohibited for me to come here?” “You just cannot barge into anywhere as you please.” Oliver gritted his teeth, grabbing her arm, and squeezing it painfully tightly. “Don’t touch me as you please!” Spider slapped his hand off her. “Don’t forget that I’m an assassin. If I can unalive others, I can unalive you too.”

He drove off, and with one hand on the wheel, he used the other to take out his phone and dial Fiona’s number. She picked up at the second ring. “What?” “I just placed the cameras, boss. Do they work?” he asked, ignoring the arrogance in her tone. There was a bit of silence before she broke it off. “Very good, Dione, very good,” she said, and he grinned. “Can I have the day off then?” he tried to ask but was cut off with more demands. “You didn’t come to America to have sex with everyone putting on a skirt, you fool. Get your ass over here. Now that phase one of the plan is in motion, we need to plan for phase two,” she yelled and ended the call.

Mason being a ‘gentleman', went to meet her. “What is the issue? Anything I can help with?” “Oh, thank goodness. Do you have a Jack in your car?” “Yes, I do but we won't be needing that.” Mason said as he lifted the car from above the fenders with one hand and began fixing her spare tyre with the other. The lady was thrown into bewilderment as she watched Mason fix the tire. Seeing the lady was admiring his strength, he took off his shirt as if he was exerting so much energy. If only the lady knew that any eighteen year old werewolf would do that comfortably.