Sad Peter Parker Novels & Stories

I could only hope that he didn't change his mind once he returned to his pack. "What's your name?" Piper abruptly asked the man. "I've seen you around Silver Moon when I visited with Matteo, but we never actually met." "Parker." The man answered. "I remember seeing you briefly but I'm just one of the pack members so we never spoke." The silence returned as we came up on the edge of the perimeter. I turned to face him. "You're free to go now. Just some helpful advice, don't go back on your words. I will not hesitate to show back up to Silver Moon if needed."

Kayson asked, “Who is the one that injured Parker? He seemed to be targeting Parker on purpose.” He wouldn’t have fallen unconscious if his tendons were severed. However, if his organs were damaged and his energy was depleted, he might not be able to wake up anymore. Parker said, “That man called himself Sam McConell. He’s from Cloudia Paragon, and although he’s young, he’s already a peak-stage energy fighter.” ‘Cloudia Paragon?’ Kayson was stunned. Cloudia Paragon hadn’t made any move after he killed Master Oclave.

dressed in a simple Jeans and black T I drive to Dr Lee's which is 30 minutes away after getting the kids in their twin stroller I move to get their bag when I feel someone behind me. "Amanda right ?" I turn around to look at the person it's one of Travis friend's I remember him I just don't remember his name "yes ,uhmm you Mr Parkers friend "yes Carter "he looks at my kids Carrie is bothering sleeping Camden her dirty blonde her , green eyes give her away on who her father is same as Camden.

Torches lined the black stone walls, casting flickering light across the gathered warriors, their armor scarred from countless battles. At the head of the hall, lounging in a carved obsidian throne, sat Valerian—Alpha of the Night Walker Pack. He was a sight to behold. Rugged. Uncompromising. Every inch of him spoke of raw power and the relentless life he had lived. His hair was dark, thick, and untamed, falling just past his shoulders in careless waves. A jagged scar ran from the corner of his left brow down to the edge of his cheekbone, a mark of a battle he had won—and one he wore with pride. His jaw was strong, covered in a rough stubble that did little to hide the sharpness of his featu

Ian muttered, fiddling with his tie. Zhedya just smirked. "You'll get used to it. This is your world now." Then the parade started. Zhedya dragged him from one stuffy suit to another. "Commissioner, meet Ian Parker. The genius behind 'Feral Minds'. He took down the Swift Strangler, you know. My brilliant boy." Ian wanted to sink through the floor. My boy. The words felt like a collar. Across the room, Callista watched it all go down with a bad feeling in her gut. Zhedya never let Ian breathe.

He smirked and threw me into the cold room. I felt the ice as it was slowly penetrating into my skin making me shivers. Parker's pov "What took you so long and why are you making Some inane gestures?" I Asked my P.A who had ran all the way to the car "I came across some asshole and They pointed a gun at me. I would have met my end today thank goodness I was saved.." he said breathlessly , plainly scared. What do I care?? "You know I don't want to hear anything from you

Getting up from the desk, I flung him onto it, panting like a crazed woman, positioned myself over his cock, and slid down. "Yes, just like that, pussycat. Ride my cock." He hissed through his teeth as he rotated my breasts in circles as I ground my hips against him, claiming him as he claimed me. He would always be my Panther, and I would always be his pet. And hopefully one day his wife. #matesforlife

"Privileged, born with a silver spoon. Your status is very apparent. You're so used to looking down at the rest of the world that you have no need to cower, even in my presence. No matter, I'll fetch a very handsome price for you. Take her away!" Blast and Dreadhead appeared beside me and were pulling me out of the cave before I could comprehend it. Blast, the brute with arms like tree trunks grabbed me first, his grip bruising. Dreadhead followed, smirking like he enjoyed every second of my struggle. They weren't just thugs-they were predators, each with their own sick way of breaking their prey. "You will not get away with this!" I yelled, cursing him out. "I'm going to make sure I kill yo

The woman wore short denim cut-offs and a tank top for a tea company that Electra had never heard of. “Electra, this is Theo and Jessica Parker,” Hadrian introduced with a smile and a flourish. “Those are their boys, Jayde, Onyx and Stone. I work with Jessica.” Electra looked at the other woman in surprise. “Yes, I really am a firefighter.” Parker said, answering the unasked question. “I was raised in Dark Sky. I know what you’re going through.” “Your eyes are beautiful.” Theo said after they sat down. He looked at her and she felt like he could see through her dark contacts. That was impossible. But the way he looked at her, she felt as though her secrets were laid bare before him.

The news had reached them. Adrian had found the secrets buried beneath his empire. A heavy silence settled over the room, only disturbed by the rhythmic tapping of fingers against the table’s surface. A man, draped in a dark coat with a scar slashing across his jaw, exhaled sharply. "I wasn’t aware there was actually another underground where they could keep something like that," he murmured, his voice rough with irritation. His name was parker, and he was the one who handled intelligence for the masked Men.