Peter Parker And Silk Novels & Stories

"What’s that?" "Love." Feeling my heart give an odd tug, I watched as Silas lit his cigarette and took a puff before leaning into his seat. "Don’t you think if it could be any girl, I wouldn’t be going through so much trouble to persuade you? I’m not lacking in women, little runaway. But what I want is a business partner, not a headache." Nodding, I considered his words. "How exactly are you able to help me get my position in Caelum back?" I continued, feeling my resolve beginning to waver. "You aren’t even a member of the pack, let alone a leader."

"He isn't the boy you beat in that ditch. He has more power than you can imagine." "Power is just a bigger target," Silas countered, his eyes scanning my black diamonds with a greedy hunger. "He’s got eyes everywhere, sure. But he’s got a blind spot. And right now, she’s wearing black silk and shaking like a leaf." He reached out, his rough, calloused fingers catching a strand of my hair. I flinched, but he didn't let go.

Peter replied with a smile, though his face was streaked with tears. "Is something wrong?" Serenity asked, concerned. "Uh, no! Nothing," he said quickly, wiping at his tears. "Doesn't look like nothing… Do you want to talk?" "Not really… To be honest, I don't even know who you are," Peter said, eyeing her with confusion. "Well… I'm Serenity Bartz, daughter of your best friend, Marcus Bartz—and now, wife of Alden Palmer. Your son…" Serenity explained as clearly as she could.

Marcus continued, watching Peter over the rim of his glass. “The real reason,” Peter said, beginning to pace back and forth like a caged animal, “is to get in my way. He hates me and wants revenge.” He gestured aggressively. “I needed Karen, and that bastard stole her just to screw me over.” He paused, turning to face his father. “Or maybe they identified with each other,” Peter added with thick sarcasm, “because they grew up in the same place. Two lost orphans finding comfort in each other. How romantic.”

But we weren't alone. Something huge was falling with us. A giant, black shape with a thousand red eyes. It was the Hive’s security system. It looked like a massive spider made of broken glass. "It’s the Eraser!" Bryan yelled. "It’s going to wipe us before we can reach the exit!" The spider lunged, its glass legs aimed straight for my heart. But just before it hit, a wall of gold light slammed into the spider. I looked up. Standing on a floating platform of code was Silas. But he wasn't alone. Beside him stood a version of me I had never seen a version of me with wings made of fire.

PHOENIX / SOREN POV I work my way through the rogues with Ryker by my side. I never really thought of him as anything but my son and right now I couldn't be more proud. We work together and make our way slowly over to where Silas is standing, just watching over the fighting; I take a quick look in the direction he is staring and see the most beautiful female ever, someone I haven't been able to touch for twenty years, my mate, my Butterfly, my Scarlett.

Silas looked towards him and smiled. "Okay dad," he said sweetly and got to his feet, handing him back the papers. He kissed his cheek then walked towards the door ahead of us, smiling. Our dad got to his feet after putting the papers away and followed Silas out the door. I followed them quickly, not wanting to get left alone. As soon as we stepped out Silas was tumbled into by a little eight year old Sylar. Silas yelped and stumbled then looked down at Sylar with wide eyes before he smirked. "Sylar," he purred then scooped him up. "Hey kiddo, whatcha up to?" He laughed and then kissed Sylar's cheek. "Are you hunting me?"

This was her hiding spot. “Do you know anyone called Alpha Luca?” I asked him. “Alpha again? You have mentioned it again,” he said. “I meant Luca. Do you know Luca? Did she mention that it was him who threatened her?” I corrected myself. I kept forgetting that I was not in my pack. “If you need me to continue giving answers to your questions, you might have to give me one more moonstone,” he said. Peter did not only have terrible anger issues; he was also greedy. I stretched out my hand to the left and trusted one of my men to know what to do.

Penny widened her eyes and nodded her head down towards Thea’s crotch. “Yep,” Thea answered dryly. She held up three fingers and mouthed “three times” at Penny. Penny frowned, “Bellamy, do you know what we are?” she asked brazenly. Thea slapped her leg, “Hey, if he knows, we can just kill him, he should already be dead anyway!” Penny shouted. Thea dropped her head into her hands and sighed. “Yea, you’re sirens,” Bellamy answered nonchalantly. “I knew as soon as Thea bumped in to me yesterday and I knew about you when you tried coming on to me in the kitchen.”

“With or without your help. But if you work with us, we can make sure you walk away from this intact. Otherwise, you’ll just be another pawn in her game.” Cipher hesitated, their fingers drumming against the bar. “You don’t have much time,” Sage pressed. “Once Elena realizes we’re talking to you, she’ll come after you anyway. The question is, do you want to go down fighting, or do you want to be on the winning side?” The hacker studied them for a long moment before sighing. “Fine. I’ll help you. But if this goes sideways, I’m out.” “Fair enough,” Damian said. ---