Peter Parker Room Novels & Stories

Aiden took one long sip like he was dying of thirst, and ten seconds later his eyes rolled and he folded like wet paper. I was there before he hit the floor. Scooped him up under the arms and hauled him out the back door into the alley where my car waited. No one questioned it. In that bar, people mind their own business when I decide to play knight. The hotel was five minutes away. Expensive nice place on the edge of downtown, clean sheets, thick walls, no questions asked. I carried him up the back stairs because elevators have cameras and I wasn’t in the mood for paperwork. Room 412. The door clicked shut behind us. I laid him on the bed gently, like he was glass instead of the same fragil

Our grandparents certainly know how to live the high life, acquiring everything that screams luxury. I get a beep indicating I have a call, I quickly air swipe seeing that it is from my assistant Rich. "Hello Charles welcome, we were not expecting you to come to the site, anyway we have Peter cornered in the master's bedroom." Rich happily informs me. "Good job Rich, I'm on my way," I say quickly swiping to hang up the call. It didn't take long for me to reach the master's bedroom, where I discovered that the door had been blasted down and turned into ashes. I immediately see Peter sitting comfortably and gazing out the big window, sipping his favorite scotch.

The room had posters of PJ Masks, Spidery and his amazing friends etc. They were all confused until Victor voiced out their confusion,”how can an adult hacker who is so good have stickers and posters of kids animations and cartoons? It looks so strange and there are toys of big cars and even a train station in the room…..but if you look closer you’d see luxurious looking sofa, a big television on the wall and a mini fridge……this is very strange…if I don’t know better I will say he is a kid..” he voiced out unsure that. “Yes!”

He stepped into a free elevator and pressed the number that'll take him to the room Hera was. "2-0-1-8" He said. And continued to walk ahead until he found the room door with a matching number. He stood still in front of the door, while trying his best to steady both his heartbeat and his breathing pattern. Peter did not understand why, this feeling was very new and strange to him. The woman lying behind the door made him nervous; the good kind of nervous. She awakened feelings in him Peter never knew existed. She made him think and do the forbidden.

Ellena did not answer Maren and directly asked, "Where is the study room? I have something to talk to him about." Maren saw that Ellena did not have any intention of replying, so she carried the tray to the front and said, "Come with me." Maren brought Ellena to the door of a room in the deepest part of the corridor. She first knocked on the door, then pushed open the door and walked in. Ellena followed behind Maren and saw Peter sitting in front of the desk at a glance. Behind Peter was a large bookshelf. There were many English hardcover original books, some ornaments, and some models on it.

My eyes felt in the last room, and curiously I asked. “Whose room is this?” I asked, looking at mom. “That's Your husband's room...let me show you” she excitedly replied and took me to his room. Opening the gate I looked inside, the room was in plain green, decorated with so many cars and robots. Going furthur inside the room, I looked pictures on the wall, looking towards the picture anyone can tell these pictures belongs to, To one and only Mr xander knight, because of his expressionless face,

There is a large room with couches, a TV, and a fridge on the one end for the guards to use to rest and relax if they need to. Two of her mafia bosses, Peter and Antonio, are outside the chamber doors. Peter is in his 50s with pale skin and black hair. He has dark brown eyes as well. Antonio is in his 50s as well with olive colored skin and dark brown hair with brown eyes. Both men are lean but not muscular. Veronica knows they are getting to where they want to retire but out of respect for her father they have stuck around. “Evening Donna. I apologize for the late hour.” Peter says.

“It’s a bright Saturday and I’m tired of moping in the room. I’m going to the park.” “Okay, enjoy. I’m going to watch TV and eat snacks all day.” “Bye.” Alec’s new apartment was not very far from where I lived. Since I had finally got my car repaired, I drove there. Ron had given me the room number as well. I stood outside his door for a while before raising my hand to knock.

The men drove him in their own car to a warehouse, the area looking completely abandoned as they passed a checkpoint before heading into one of the buildings. The place dark, the only source of light coming from the evening sun from outside. They walked ahead, moving him through different rooms before taking him to one that was completely dark. The room smelled... Bad. Stunk. Of sweat, piss... And blood. A lot of blood. "Boss," The one that seemed like the leader called out. "He's here," At those words, someone let out a long sigh and then put on a lighter. Alexander Parker stood shirtless with a cigarette stick in between his lips. The flame from the lighter accentuating his figure.

Raven enjoyed seeing the keys dip in and out of her cleavage. “I like this one,” he turned the laptop carefully so as not to disrupt the plates of cakes and drinks. The architect had sent through the preliminary sketches of layouts for their apartment and Vixen and Shadow had officially joined him on his habitual Friday morning coffee break to go over them, but he suspected the true reason was to offer him emotional support. It gave him a tight feeling in his chest that they would do something like that for him. “Playroom behind the lift shaft and bathrooms,” he showed them. The architect was calling it a panic room on the plans, something which they all found amusing, as much as they had en