Prowler Into The Spider Verse Novels & Stories

Sirens are dangerous creatures that consumed the Greeks with their vocal lies. My life is a web—an intricate entanglement of the choices I have been forced to weave. I've created a web and have pinned Selah in the middle of my problems. I'm the hungry spider that feeds on the fly that she is. When my web breaks, I spin another barrier.... another lie. I wrap Selah around and around like a mummy for later consumption.

Carlo burst in from the rear entrance and took out the second. A third tried to rush for the stairs, but Spettro blew his head off. The fourth aimed straight at me, but a bullet came from above. Spettro dropped from the ventilation shaft and sliced the man's throat clean with his dagger. The last person was a middle-aged guy with glasses. He raised his hand and yelled, "Don't shoot! I'm just a technician!" I stepped forward and grabbed his weapon. "Where's the kid?" The man replied, "Upstairs… I'll take you to him—"

His head and belly lowered to the ground, and he crawled, stalking his way toward the poor pizza delivery guy that was loading the dumpster with two trash bags. “Larry, are you done out there? I need help with the oven," a female from the inside shouted. “Gimme 5 minutes. I'm gonna grab a smoke," the guy answered back. The wolf grinned, watching the young man take out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. But before the poor fellow could light up his cigarette, his eyes met the red orbs of the wolf's. Terrified, the guy dropped the cig, widening his eyes in shock, and pissing his pants in terror. Larry opened his mouth to scream, pushing off, getting ready to run, but the wolf lunged in the

"It wasn't a rogue. It was a god." "Then let's kill a god," Ronan said, pulling his Shattering Blade from its sheath. "I’m hungry, Jack. And I haven't had a good hunt in two days." I smiled, despite the blood flowing from a cut on my forehead. "Since we've come this far... let this old man show you what he's got." We charged into the sea of fire together, the pack elders screaming behind us. For the first time in my life, I didn't feel like an outcast. I didn't feel like a Quinn. I felt like a wolf.

In each spider’s belly, a burning coal glowed like a tiny, furious sun. “Back up!” Raven shouted. She flung her knife, but the spider smacked it away with a metal leg. One spider lunged at June and Leo. A little of June’s old fire sparked inside her. Not much, but enough. She didn’t throw a fireball—she just grabbed the spider’s copper leg as it landed. She pushed all her cold, empty feeling into the machine. The leg froze solid. The spider tipped over, its orange core flickering. “Dante! Break the core!” June yelled.

"You're Phoenix-touched now. The first wolf to ever survive such a transformation." "The shadow poison?" I asked, checking my body. The black veins were gone, but I felt... different. Stronger, but also strange, like I was wearing skin that didn't quite fit. "Burned away," Marcus confirmed. "But we have bigger problems." The sanctuary shook, dust falling from the ceiling. The phoenix birds above screeched in alarm. "They found us," Sophie said, appearing at the crater's edge with Leon. "The Shadow Walkers. They're attacking the barrier."

I felt the itch on my body but I didn’t experience shifting during the blood moon. I finally found Alarick, who was still drinking his beer. “Alarick.” I tapped his shoulders as he is now immersed in the moon’s energy. “What is it?” I saw his eyes turn from bloody red to silver. He is absorbing the power of the moon. “Y-you need to see this.” I led the way and started running back to the cell. When both of us entered the dungeon, I immediately opened the door and was confused by what I saw. “Is that?”

But the hiding man didn’t underestimate the creature. He knew that all of the servants and monsters created by the conduits had abilities that defied common sense. Twilight intently watched the creature, burning the creature’s form into his mind. He then opens the journal and flips to a blank page. He looks at the creature one more time and he starts to draw its outline on the journal. Okay… So that’s new… but judging, by the way, it’s moving… I guess I can call that one a prowler. The prowler looked like a very pale and emaciated human. Its body was grey in color. Its skin stretched all over its body. Like all of the servants of the conduits, the prowler had a part of its body that had a pu

once again, a low grumble reached my ears but I felt a slight prickling sensation at the corner of my mind- identical to the feeling I get when I mind link with Ace. “Hello? Wolfy? Can you let me out please?” He snarled and shook his head, and wrapped himself tighter around my body, “Bennett, I’m going to need a little more than a grumble with some drool… you can’t keep me here forever.” He huffed and curled his lips up to show his teeth, almost as if he was daring me to try and get out. I felt that annoying prickling sensation again, I had almost forgotten about the events that transpired earlier, I opened the connection assuming it would be Ace’s voice who I heard through the mind-link, I

The guy flinched back in fear. His mind recalled the lost battle. And suddenly he realized where he was and how he ended up there. "S...Silvia?" The man tried and pretended to be unaware but Hunter wasn't having it. With a low growl, his claws extended out and he grabbed that guy's throat letting his claws pierce his skin causing blood to ooze out. "She... She was a seer who helped Alpha Alonso win all the battles," The guy said fearfully.