Peter Parker Glasses Novels & Stories

As the purple-eyed man looked, I was approached by the other who squatted down to inspect me. His short, black and white peppered hair almost blew into his eyes from the breeze. He had a pale grey tinge to his skin which was speckled with black dots. His zigzagged ears had hooped piercings in each section, as well as a small stud piercing on either side of his bizarre eyes. The only thing he wore was dark green pants which were riddled with baggy pockets that held the two guns and the silencers. “I’m Concussion" the yellow eyed man held out a hand to me that I only stared at "that's Nightshade" he pointed to the purple eyed man who rested a hand on Torch’s shoulder as he talked to him.

His anger from earlier was gone; he had a carefree smile. ‘Can I ask you something?’ he nodded for me to continue. ‘Why do you wear those glasses?’ he smirked pausing for a moment before he spoke, ‘Do they make me too handsome?’ I simply rolled my eyes before shaking my head, we were still parked in a layby on the outskirts of town. He took his glasses off and put them on for me as I let out a gasp… How does he see anything with these on?

“She might not have the body that you do, but she’s not a slut. She still has track of her body count, unlike you.” “Please leave.” “What the fuck!” I snapped. “You know what? If you don’t want me, I’d get her to leave you,” I sneered. “Look there.” I glanced towards the door. “You see it, huh?” I said, letting a sly grin spread across my face. “Yes, I got all this on recording, and these glasses aren’t ordinary,” I whispered, removing the glasses. “See, it has a camera. It’s a meta glass, sweetheart .”

“You know that I notice everything about you and this is just a small thing. Now, will you give a reason?” “He looked funny in his glasses, I don’t even know why I suggested that glasses for him but the boy was not ready to wear glasses until I had Spiderman on it. I don’t even think any of his friends likes it, the first thing I will do after I get out of here will be finding another pair of glasses for him. I can’t bear to see my boy looking all weird and funny.” I laughed at this making her roll her eyes at me.

One of them was brown and the other was green, and had a faint scar that ran across his left eye. Despite this, he was beautiful. I had never seen a man that hot before. He had a chiseled jawline and features that could rival those of a Greek god. His five-o’clock beard made him look manly and hotter. He also wore glasses. I had never seen a man in the mafia, let alone a Pakhan wear glasses before. It was odd. His face was impassive and his gaze revealed nothing. He seemed unbothered by everything happening around him.

he advised, his voice dropping into a gentle rumble. I felt a spark of genuine heat in my chest that had nothing to do with the suppressant-breaker. "Thank you, Peter." The way I said his name made his pupils dilate, the golden ring in his irises glowing briefly. He leaned back in the high-backed chair, his black tactical shirt unbuttoned at the throat, revealing the edge of a jagged scar on his collarbone that looked dangerously inviting. He crossed his long legs, his heavy combat boots taking up half the small room, radiating the kind of effortless Alpha power that made the air feel electric.

Parker ranted at him while reaching his hand to stand him up. "What do you mean near death?" the guy asked while rubbing his butt. As he stood up full on his legs, he got taller an inch than the two boys with a little less muscular bodies. Vance had paler skin than the rest and golden brown hair. His green eyes were as mesmerizing as some magical stone. He was dressed in a half sleeves blue T-shirt showing off his biceps with black jeans and a pair of sneakers. He had a pendant on his neck, and his fingers were filled with rings.

he says and Carly’s eyes snap to mine and she crosses her leg, pulling away from Parker that smiles. “Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth, and Tom Hiddleston,” Carly says and Parker smiles. “So you like guys with abs? Maybe if I show you mine, you will change your mind and give me a chance to rock your world?” Parker says, and I lean forward, slapping his leg. “Okay, stop it,” I say and he mouths an apology and then Peter looks at me again. “So? You had some time to think,” he says, and I bite my lower lip.

Peter said as they gave him a weird look. "Come on, not that we are saving the earth from a falling asteroid, or Is your name, Peter Parker affecting you right now?" Alex said as they all laughed. "Come on guys! We are more than the spider man. We are!!! The Freaks!!!!!!" Peter yelled. His friends stared at him weirdly as he shrugged. "Ok, I guess not" he said. "Come on guys! Who wants pancakes?" Elena asked as they all screamed out of joy.

"Why do you use glasses when one of the characteristics of an alpha is a super sense of sight?" A big smile that is almost blinding charges through his face. "My glasses aren't for sight, but for something else, an experiment we were carrying out at the Vixon's industry. I see perfectly without them as you can see." he clarifies, "Nice eyes you've got there though." Oh. My eyes drop and my cheeks burn at his compliment which seems to have a double meaning to it.