Silk Spider Verse Novels & Stories

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.

Rider" "Hahaha, stop struggling, the more you do that, the more my spider web warps your body. Each second it would be tighter and tighter until you die, and I don't want that to happen, why? because we have just started. I have started to play with you.

"The spider belongs to our mate so the herbs must be good for us. That's all I care." "Tell our mate that we will reclaim our thrones very soon. Thank her on our behalf for everything," Alcott says to the ugly creature. It raises it's front legs and lowers them again, attempting to nod just like before. It creeps back out of the cell with much more vigor than before. Clearly it has a wide brain. * * * * * * Agila's POV I watch the spider make writings on the wall using it's web and I read every word. The powers of my mates are returning. They are thankful for the love of my heart and the herbs the spider delivered to them. They also plan to take back their thrones soon.

A third circled the flickering outline between them, tightening every time she tried to reach outward. The web hummed, a low, hungry sound. “Come, little spider,” a voice whispered. It didn’t come from above or below. It came from everywhere at once, sliding along the threads, seeping into the gap between my teeth. “What?” I rasped. I tried to move. My body didn’t answer. Both versions of me remained bound, caught. “You’ve crawled so far,” the voice murmured, almost fond. “Out of cages. Out of graves. Out of your own fear. All the way to the center of my work.”

I hurried back down the hall, slipping into Dante’s darkened room. The monitor beeped softly in the dark. Dante turned his head, his dark irises reflecting the moonlight streaming through the floor-to-ceiling windows. He looked at me, noting the tight line of my jaw instantly. Five years apart hadn't erased his ability to read my panic. "Lyra?" he whispered, his voice thick with sedatives. "What's wrong?" "We have to leave," I whispered, stepping close to his bed and unhooking the lock on his restraints. "Silas betrayed us. He set up the attack on the estate. He’s working with the Petrovs to dismantle your empire and trap me here forever."

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.

Jacob’s voice whispered, almost tender. The spider let out a guttural screech and charged. I turned and ran, my heart pounding as I sprinted through the maze. The corridors twisted and turned, each one identical to the last. No matter which direction I took, the walls seemed to close in, leading me in circles. The skittering grew louder, the spider gaining on me with terrifying speed. “Jake took my family, my pack, my name,” Jacob’s voice taunted, his words chasing me as relentlessly as the spider. “But you, Priscilla—you’ve taken his heart. And now I’ll tear it out.”

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.”

David hides behind a thick trunk. He hears a lot of spitting sounds as the bone spider continues to release a barrage of sharp bone daggers. Then silence. David peeks out of the thick trunk and he sees Bob angrily stabbing the spider with David’s bone knife. The creature tries to shake off Bob but the monkey rampages on its back. Bob holds on tightly to the bone spider’s large back and continues to stab its weak points with David’s sharp bone knife. Eventually, the bone spider stops moving as Bob manages to pierce its head by hitting a weak point on the skull. The bone spider falls flat on its body as Bob drives the knife deeper.