Peter Parker Tom Holland Novels & Stories

Looking at the guy, “Stupid fuck! She has a protection shield, try not to piss her off!” The guy just stared at me, full of hatred but I didn’t know why he hated me so much. “HA! That fucker’s name is Peter and I am Tom. The gray wolf is Charles and there is Flint.” “How did you guys get caught up in this mess?”

He smirked, quickly snatched me around my waist, and threw me over his shoulder like the Hulk. I fought back, slamming my fist into his back, but I was no match for him. He ran off with me, leaping out a nearby window as if he were Spiderman, landing effortlessly on the ground below and running toward the forest, and soon the mansion disappeared behind us as the forest trees whipped past us. Dane The forest was dark, and only a faint glow emanated from the crescent moon. I dashed through the woods, my feet hitting the moist ground as I sprinted toward the East.