Silk Spider Verse Novels & Stories

The silk in my hands thrummed like a living thing. As I unrolled more of it, the letters slid, blinked, then settled into meaning only I could see. My mouth moved before I could second-guess it. I read. “When flame meets tide and night meets dawn, Let five be bound and breathe as one. To bear the weight and keep from harm, The heart must split to grow an arm. Where kingdoms rot and rings lie torn, A many-blood shall be reborn;

Now, silver veins spiderweb its surface. The threads—once endless—snap one by one, or coil inward like living things recoiling from a truth too old to weave. Behind me, the Council sits in silence. Not reverence. Dread. --- I don’t look at them. My gaze stays fixed on the jagged reflection in the pool. My fingers drip with light, trembling though I will them steady. My voice is hoarse, scraped raw by something far older than grief. “We didn’t just wake her,” I whisper.

"I won't regret anything as long as I'm with you." He looked me in the eye. "Are you genuinely willing to marry me?" "Of course." I nodded and pulled out a pouch from my sleeve. I'd embroidered a pair of lovebirds on it. "I made this a few days ago. I don't know whether it's to your liking." He seemed surprised as he took the pouch. He scrutinized it for a long time before saying, "I wouldn't have expected any less of a proper lady of the Chapman family. Your embroidery is top-notch."

Wilhelmina questioned. "Because you're rare. It's not everyday that a human will stumble into this place. But I'm lucky to find you two. Since I can fly and my consorts cannot, I get to have you all to myself," "Consorts?" Myles asked with a cocked brow. This spider was attracted to same gender? "Yeah, my male consorts," the spider clarified, sensing what was going on in the duo's heads. "Uhm, can you not eat us?" Myles entreated, "We'll exchange for our lives with all our treasure. And we'll fulfill any task you'd like us to do."

His fingers worked their way back to my clits a second time and this time, four fingers slipped in quickly, while I shuddered. This time, he didn’t started slowly but had increased the pace immediately. I could hear the sounds of the mocking birds as they perched on the trees, bearing witness as my body shuddered in pleasure. Perhaps, they would be flying back home to inform their family on how they discovered two humans mating in the woods. I could imagine the birds staring down and judging both Alistair and I.

"You are silent. Do you find the sky that mesmerizing?" I looked up to the sky again. It was already dark now, and I moved away from the window. "It must be really hard...and lonely. Isn't it?" He chuckled. "At least, I have you to call now. It used to be much worse." His voice went down an octave, and then he let out a sigh. "Maybe I should let you rest now." "Luke." "Yes?" He answered and I could hear a slight shuffle. It was like he had already removed the phone from his ear and only returned it when he heard my voice.

I am just realizing the spell I was under. I mistook the symptoms for love. Roman’s eyes never leave me as I talk. I can tell that he is keeping his expressions guarded. Maybe he wants to hear the whole story before he can judge. Does it matter though? I tear my eyes away from a yellow bird hopping on a branch outside. “Roman, do you know that in the East there is a spider named Venus because its bite has the ability to make you think you’re in love? Unlike other animals with poisonous venom, this spider ensures that you will not hold anything against it even after it is gone.”