Silk X Spider-man Novels & Stories

They had already encountered several poisonous beasts during this period of time, and now they were targeted by three millstone-sized poisonous spiders. One of them had lost half of his arm. Once shot, the spider silk was scarier than spears. It could pierce boulders, and it was sticky and corrosive. This expert at the intermediate stage of the Gold Immortal Realm was grazed by the spider silk because he was conceited and relied on his talisman. The spider silk corroded his arm instantly and transformed it into a pool of blood. He directly severed his elbow. If it wasn't for his swift reaction, his entire body would have turned into a pool of blood.

Fwoosh! Soft silk threads shot out from Lilian's sleeves. Silk threads? Really? Who did she think she was, Spider-Woman? What damage could they possibly do? Unfazed, he reached out and grasped the silk threads to break them. However, he failed, for they were surprisingly tough. Twang! Suddenly, the silk threads produced a dull twang. It was the sound of The Joyful Odyssey being played on a harp. Kiran was stunned. The silk threads seemed to be functioning as the strings of a harp. Was Lilian able to control her vital energy to pluck them?

“I even had to send you a text message.” “So, it was you,” Shadow uttered in a deadly serious tone as she was not in the mood to entertain the other. “Of course, it was me,” Spider answered proudly, running her fingers over her Dutch braid. ‘What do you want?” Shadow asked, signaling her aides to step back. “Hm?” Spider tilted her head. “What do I want, you ask?” With a quick jump, she landed on the ground. Dusting the invisible dust off her arm, she looked at Shadow. “I wanna spar with you. And maybe, make you mine?”

But we weren't alone. Something huge was falling with us. A giant, black shape with a thousand red eyes. It was the Hive’s security system. It looked like a massive spider made of broken glass. "It’s the Eraser!" Bryan yelled. "It’s going to wipe us before we can reach the exit!" The spider lunged, its glass legs aimed straight for my heart. But just before it hit, a wall of gold light slammed into the spider. I looked up. Standing on a floating platform of code was Silas. But he wasn't alone. Beside him stood a version of me I had never seen a version of me with wings made of fire.

"Those webs belong to a long line of predator Tani native to the Jade Province." Marek turns to me, fear washing over him as he grabs my forearm. "We need to get out of here." "Wait...If it really is a Shadow Spider, we need to be careful," I warn, knowing that as I look around I’m not going to see it. This Tani is especially elusive, despite its size. "Their webs might look like nothing more than shadows, but they will wrap themselves around you, until she comes and finishes you off herself."

Turning to face me with a stoic expression, he advanced, and a chill ran down my spine. Instinctively, I took a step back, uncertain of what he might unleash. Fear gripped me, my heart pounding in my chest as his intense blue eyes bore into mine as if attempting to dissect the very essence of my soul. As he drew closer, he leaned in, his lips brushing against my ear. "Do you know what I do to those who refuse to obey?" he whispered, sending shivers down my spine. "Trust me, you wouldn't want to know," he warned, pulling away to scrutinize my face before cupping it in his strong grip.

“Come on, I knew the way to get there. I have more experience in pathfinding than you.” Once I conceded to clinging on his back, he began to jump from tree branch to tree branch. “So, you’re like Spider-man?” “Like the hero from your era?” “Superhero,” I corrected, “but, yeah.” “I’m the original and much better and more charming,” he boasted. “Does that mean your webs come out from your hands or your butt?” I asked out of curiosity. “Like all spiders do.” “From my mouth, when I’m human.” “Oh.” I paused to realize that his web had stuck on me from that last hunt. “Ew.”

"You're very handsome." He giggled, a sound so pure and joyful it physically hurt to hear. "Boys aren't handsome. Boys are cool." "You're right," I said, kneeling down so I was at his eye level. "You're very cool. Especially in that Spider-Man shirt." His face lit up. "Spider-Man is the best! Do you like Spider-Man?" "I do," I lied. I had no idea if I liked Spider-Man. I'd never thought about it. But if my son loved Spider-Man, then I loved Spider-Man.

But Spider was too quick, catching her wrist and holding it in a tight grip. He pushed her backwards, and pinned her to the wall, his eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "Let me go!" She demanded, struggling against his grip. “Don't always use my desires against me!” But Spider just smiled, his eyes glinting with amusement. "You're not the boss here, not right now," he whispered, his breath hot against her ear. The woman's eyes widened in shock, her body trembling, as her body suddenly began desiring his rough touches, her breath hitched, and slowly her anger melted away.