Peter Parker Marvel Novels & Stories

one of the thugs sneered. "Leave her alone, and I am still going to f*cking hurt you." My eyes went wide at Peter's dark, threatening tone. I had known Peter for an entire year, and this was the very first time I had ever heard such raw, lethal danger in his voice. The men lunged at him all at once. To my absolute shock, Peter fought them off with ruthless efficiency, throwing brutal punches and dodging blows like he was incredibly used to street fights. Right now, he didn't look like a gentle doctor; he looked exactly like a man who worked directly for a Mafia family.

“ I couldn't help but stutter. He could be a troublemaker, yes. But there was nothing bizarre about him. The son of a bitch was a cat, in such a cliché way that I doubted my own eyesight. How long had it been since I had my glasses checked? To top it off, he was also four"eyed, like me. But in a Clark Kent kind of way, you know? Nerdy, but mysterious. The kind of guy who doesn't even know how sexy he is. Has it suddenly started to get hotter around here? Or is it just a very occasional hormonal variation, guys? " My name is Peter.” “Aria.” "Different name, nice. Nice to meet you, Aria. Do you want help with the bags?”

He stood up and walked to me. "I can ask my father to buy a coffee maker," I cast a sharp eye toward the man, "I can even choose one if you want.” "And I can call your father and tell him it didn't work out," He stared at me triumphantly. "You can't fire me ten minutes after I started working, Peter," I complained. "My name is Pyotr, Marianne" He took a deep breath. Of course, as if I could pronounce it. "Then don't call me Marianne! "I've re-tricked.

"Is this necessary?" She tilted her head to look at him. "You're missing the point, Craig. Marvelon's powers can't be taken because he's not human." My eyes bulged. Craig frowned. "That is impossible. I never sense that Peter is anything but a human. If he was a sorcerer, I would have killed him before he laid hands on you. I would have…" Mom admired her manicured nails. "Come on, Craig. Marvelon has a temper. Marvelon was born with the power of several kings. Marvelon knows how to manipulate his surroundings. Does that sound familiar?"

His mother, May, shot him sympathetic glances but stayed quiet. Halfway through the main course, Marvel excused himself. “One moment, gentlemen. Business never sleeps.” He stepped outside for a quick call. When he returned minutes later, he wasn’t alone. Walking beside him was Peter Noir, Elias’s father, dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, exuding the calm confidence of someone used to high-stakes rooms. Marvel clapped Peter on the shoulder with forced warmth. “Everyone, allow me to introduce Peter Noir. One of my top investors—sharp mind, excellent returns. We’ve been working together on several key projects.”

“Speaking of which, I should be the one to thank you.” Peter smiled earnestly. With a reluctant voice, he asked, “By the way, your younger brother… he’s the ‘Mr. Valor’ who visited the police station, right?” Serenity’s body froze up slightly, but she disliked the idea of hiding the truth from Peter, so she replied, “Yeah.” “He must be Jackson Valor. I heard Mr. Graham call him Jackson yesterday,” said Peter. “That’s right, he is Jackson.” Peter didn’t even bother to hide the shock on his face. He had a feeling that that was the case, but he still felt shocked when Serenity affirmed the truth.

It helped that he had a crush on Liliana and that he didn't want his family dead. He was found hiding behind a half-rotten crate, knees shaking so hard I thought he'd knock himself over. Even as Landen's shadow fell over him, he kept babbling about his sister's wedding dress and how Parker had ruined it. Useless rambling... until I pressed my knife to his throat. Then, the truth poured out. Parker had an ace up his sleeve. He was born with special powers that made him nearly indestructible. It was little wonder he had survived this long and had been able to evade anyone else who had come for him.

"Because I want to help you. And, right now, I don't care if you don't want my help, I can see you need it. So, speak up." I wanted to so desperately run my hand down my face but when I tried to flex my fingers, they barely moved, adding to my frustration, "Parker's father is part of the Italian mafia. His family didn't play a major role but recently they have. All because they have an inside man on the force." "Parker," Jericho clipped.

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.

The guards bristled at the slight movement, pressing their spears closer to him. Xavier raised a hand, halting their movements. I watch as Peter reveals a coiled snake tattoo, just below his ear. I've seen it a couple of times. I never thought it meant anything. But watching as Alpha Xavier stiffens, a momentary look of hesitation in his eyes, I realize that I couldn't have been more wrong.