Sad Peter Parker Novels & Stories

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

Andrew fucking Parker was crying. I took another drag, the cigarette tip flaring bright in the shade. It didn’t make sense. He always carried himself like he had something to prove—chin up, shoulders back, like he didn’t give a shit what anyone thought of him. Even when I slammed him against a wall, even when he was skating circles around me, he didn’t break. But here he was. Broken. I should’ve walked away. Pretended I didn’t see. He’d hate the idea of me catching him like this. Vulnerable. Raw.

For the first time in his life her was afraid, afraid of her opinion of him, afraid of if she would even like him, just afraid. Present Day. It had been two weeks since I graduated from university and moved back home with my parents and brothers. My father, Romero Ramos, is the leader of the Spanish/American Mafia until my eldest brother, Mateo Ramos, takes over next year. My mother, Maria Ramos, was born into the Mafia just like the rest of my family and lastly my second brother, Sebastian Ramos will be my Mateo's second in command for Mateo when he become leader. The there's me, Sofia, I have been involved in offical mafia business since I was sixteen years old, my job is mostly traning ne

He turned to look at the tiny, little man. "Who are you and what do you want?" Mr. Parker asked, speaking around his cigar. "I'm Nic Andretti," Nic stated and stopped to stare at the man's reaction. Mr. Parker looked up again and dropped the cigar from his mouth. He quickly picked it up and stubbed it out in an ash tray. "Mr. Andretti! I-I've heard so many things about you. I don't th-think we've ever had the pleasure of meeting," he stuttered through his shock.

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?”

Peter's pov I'm Peter Ace Carnell, a 16-year-old. I can say that I'm not that good at school, but I'm good at selling things, sports, boxing and, for my luck, I'm good at programming especially hacking. My life isn't easy. I live with my mother. I work in the Blackstone mafia as a stealer, so I steal cars, jewelry, money... Sometimes I distribute drugs and even sell them. Anyway, I was punished by the men in the mafia several times but not as harshly as the other kids working here. Once one of the leaders got really angry with me and hit me with the belt. I'm really scared of belts to the point that I don't wear one.

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.