Peter Parker Suit Novels & Stories

06 Saturday came and just like planned, Peter went to West's room. He wore his usual attire— a sweater paired with his jeans. Even when West's room is literally next door, he still wanted to dress properly. While changing a while ago, all he could think was his appearance. Am I overdress? How do I look like? Why am I being conscious? In the end he chose to wear what he usually wear. It's comfortable and kind of suit him. Back to present, Peter's currently sitting on the floor at the end of the bed waiting for West to return. The latter excused himself a while ago to buy a drink. A milk drink in particular dahil naubusan daw ito.

She looked at Peter and asked, "What's your name?" Peter glanced at Theodore before he said, "Peter, Young Miss." He held his chest and bow slightly. After introducing himself, he stood up straight again. Peter had his mouth and nose covered with his black mask, he is also tall. However, his eyes don't show any emotion. Peter would mostly show his emotions thru his actions. Just like a while ago, he would tremble if he's scared. He wore full black clothes. Peter had his short hair tied, his eyes were black like an onyx. Soheila still had her slight smile on as she glanced over at Theodore. "I'll cook," She said shortly.

The cold afternoon air rushed into the vehicle. Before Serena could even scream, a massive hand reached into the passenger seat, grabbed Peter by the collar of his jacket, and dragged him out onto the hard concrete sidewalk. "Hey! What are you doing? Let go of me!" Peter shrieked, his voice cracking with terror. Serena turned her head quickly, her face turning pale. Two men dressed in identical, heavy black suits were standing over Peter. They looked like professional soldiers, their faces completely blank and devoid of emotion. One of the men calmly reached down and ripped the expensive camera away from Peter’s neck.

What the actual fuck? "Peter?" I question, completely stunned to find him here. What is he doing here? He looks at me and smirks. "Good to see you after such a long time, Nicole." He is wearing a black suit as he stands in front of me. He looks similar to all those times I have seen him, yet there is something different on his face. Something that I've never seen before. Maybe a cunning side to his personality, which he had kept hidden from me all those times.

"Don't worry about it." I couldn't help but feel touched by how much they all cared about me. Just like Jasper, who insisted that one of them pick me up from work every time. Were they still thinking I was a child? I couldn't help but smile. It really was good to have people caring about you. Soon Peter showed up, and I could see why people were staring. He looked incredibly handsome in his casual black jacket and jeans. His hair was styled perfectly, and he had that movie-star smile that made cameras love him. Even dressed down, his presence drew attention from everyone around us.

It was a text from Glenda. “Get away from the target immediately. It’s a set up, and I think Garrick is in on it.” Still trying to make meaning of it, another text came in with a photo attached. “This is your target isn’t he?” The photo was of Peter wearing a grey Italian suit, looking even more imposing as he stared out from a docked yacht. The text at the bottom of the picture sent tremors running down my spine. “That’s not Peter Portman, that’s Xavier Storm.”

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.

Apparently, Jake wasn’t so intimidating after all. *** To Sue’s surprise, Mrs. Parker and her team of seamstresses had a hunter green skirt, a plain white long sleeved shirt, and a hunter green hat ready for her that evening so she could wear that outfit the next day. “I’ll have two more outfits ready tomorrow, and the rest of your wardrobe will be ready on Tuesday,” she told Sue when she dropped the clothes off.

His rough hand went under my dress, yanking hard as he removed my undergarments. "Ms. Jaeger, you Darlenian women are so tender. It's like I could squeeze you whole." Somehow, my lustful thought came pouring out, "I want you so much, too. You Aurelian men are so big and rough." Peter looked happy upon hearing this, and he suddenly took off his sweatpants. The thing I had been imagining for days was now right in front of me. I opened my mouth in surprise. I had never seen such length in my entire life. Peter's was bigger than average Darlenian men's, and I couldn't help shrinking and clenching my legs.

Darren responded, "Aunt Sandy, as much as I hate to admit this... they are very formidable. They have these nanotech suits that they can activate and weaponize at will." "They can cloak, making them invisible. They also shoot out sleeper darts. Alfonso, his men and I were hit by just one dart each and we were out like a light." Margaret interjected, "Wait a minute, nanotech suits? We saw Gordan and his cronies in those same type of suits. I think those cronies are part of the Phoenix Mafia too." Christina was listening to the entire exchange with intrigue. She was starting to piece everything together. After listening to Darren and Margaret, Christina spoke up.