Peter Parker Fanfiction Novels & Stories

. "And where will you be then? " he asked. "You are not the only one allowed to dream Peter Parker. I will definetely be in a university or maybe college by then. " I said confidently. "So be it. " he said with a smile while I nodded. "The clinic is over there. " I said to him while pointing towards it. "I know. " he replied. we entered the clinc and the people at the reception kept staring at us. "I'm here to see Dr. Amrah. " I told the receptionist. "I have an appointment. " I quickly added. "She's inside her office". replied the receptionist. I lead the way to Dr. Amrah's office while Peter walked behind me. I knocked on her door and she told me to come in. I had texted her earlier that

“Remember our bet. She has no love for you. You’re just a tool for her.” “Stop creating a rift between us!” Peter said in a dark tone. Fia raised an eyebrow. “You’re a smart man. It’s easy for you to find out about everything. The only problem here is your own mental clarity. That you refuse to see the truth.” Peter didn’t want to continue to speak to her anymore and said, “You’ll eventually pay for all the sins that the Parkers have committed!” Fia couldn’t help but frown as Conall appeared in her mind.

“I’ll go tell your father that Madam is about to be taken away, and your condition’s gotten worse, so he should send people to protect her!” “I…” Xavier raised his hand, looking ready to twist Peter’s head off. His dad already disapproved of him being close to Serena. If this big foreign idiot actually told him that, his dad would blow a gasket and forbid him from ever seeing her again. The whole thing would completely backfire. Peter, oblivious, gave a little wave like he’d just saved the day. His grin only made Xavier more furious. His fists clenched, knuckles cracking. He had to restrain himself not to smack the smile off Peter’s face.

I tried to react, but Peter stopped me, with a gentle caress on my wrist. “Are you guys done?” His words were heavily accented, giving away his Asian heritage. “What do you—” “You know what, Mark Gwen, I had always considered you the luckiest man on earth, to have had the heart of Alyssa. But I bet I was wrong. As you are nothing but a coward… and you…” He turned to face Cassandra, whose face was now red with shock. “Are nothing but a club stripper.” I was still recovering from my shock at Peter’s outburst when he turned to me. “Let’s head to TI AMO cafe instead.” I nodded, as I let him lead me out with so much love and tenderness.

Peter must have read my thoughts because he said with a smile, “They were too busy to come. I think they already know I’ve taken you away. Alex, stop hoping those two bastards will show up and rescue you from me. This is your new home, so learn to live comfortably and cherish every moment with me…” He winked, then added mockingly, “Who knows? Maybe one day you’ll even fall in love with me.” I frowned and asked, “What do you really want from me?” Peter shrugged. “I’m deeply in love with you.” I gave him a look that clearly called him a clown. When he realized I wasn’t buying his nonsense, he spread his arms and said, “Since Chris and Damon joined forces, those two bastards have been attacking

Peter hissed. “I need you to distract him. I have to go to my brother’s old apartment.” “I believe you’ve LOST YOUR MIND!” Peter whisper-yelled. “You want me to distract a 6’4” giant? Should I just strip and pole dance?” “I don’t know how you’re gonna do it, but you have to,” Julian pleaded. “Of course not! I’m not doing it!” Julian put on his best pouting face. “Oh, Peter… you don’t have a choice. My sugar daddy is in the mafia.”