Spider Elf Novels & Stories

It looks like a woman, but she is at least twenty feet tall with eight legs and a round, disgusting spider body. "Oh?" The woman tilts her head, and a shiver slips down my spine when I notice all her teeth are razor sharp. "What do we have here?" I lose the ability to move as I take her in; she is only getting scarier by the minute. The spider lady's skin is purple. Her hair is the same color as cobwebs and her eyes, god her eyes, she got about twenty of them red blinking things focusing their attention on us! Sleepy flies close to whisper in my ear. "Now would be an excellent time to run—Arachne loves to eat smaller creatures than herself,"

At other times, he would reveal a heart-wrenching tenderness, gently stroking the scars on my neck with his fingertips and whispering in a low, seductive voice: "Be good, tell me where my parents are. " I silently endured his love and hate, feeling the struggle deep in his soul. I silently kept the secret about his parents that could shatter everything. Soon, I wouldn't have to endure all this anymore. Because if an elf leaves the Life Forest for more than three years, their life source will dry up and will eventually turn into nothing. At this point, there were only three days left until my disappearance. ... In the dead of night, the heavy alloy door of the underground cell was kicked open

It was like stepping into an armory from a medieval fantasy, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of awe and unease. I wandered further into the room, my gaze darting from one weapon to another. Some were sleek and elegant, while others were jagged and brutal-looking, their designs almost alien. My curiosity tugged at me, but before I could inspect anything too closely, I felt something brush against my leg. I froze. Slowly, I looked down, and my breath caught in my throat. A spider , no, a massive spider, was crawling up my leg. Its body was jet black, its legs long and spindly, and it was unlike any spider I had ever seen before.

The Prince didn't even know what to do or say. The Elf tsked. "Why are you looking at me like that? Shut your mouth. You look like a moron" But Ron was too excited to shut his mouth. Instead, he asked, "Are you really an Elf?" "Of course" the Elf replied, looking quite proud. "Can't you tell by my pointy ears? I am an Elf. A royal Elf for that matter. You should know by my silver hair and violet eyes. Every Elf of royal blood has both. My name is Kayziel the sixth. Brother of King Fayziel the third. Now, what are you still doing on your butt? Bow before me"

The exoskeleton type arm reached through the bars, leaning more into it since Loki was too afraid to come closer. “I don’t bite gods, child.” The spider’s voice was low, causing Uriel to jump. It chuckled, taking the fish from Loki’s hand and swallowing it whole. “The fish are getting old master,” the spider clicked its fangs together as Poseidon reached through the bars, patting its thorax.

, they are more useful for spying and Intel gathering on others without being found out, say hello to one of the creatures that made many patients follow a therapy to get over their excessive fear over these small creatures called “Spiders” These little creatures are so useful, ever since I got this idea; spying and Intel gathering became a child’s game! And through the familiar interface of the system, I can easily manage them and control them just like how you can control a drone from a distance, so I have been secretly spreading them to the people I need to keep an eye on… I have just sent before going out a few spiders carried on the back of the birds flock straight towards the imperial

My shout echoed in the barren space. Rain held a finger to her lips and shushed me. “Don’t wake the others.” I hadn’t realized until then that there were several other nests like the one I had sprung out of. Each nest had two or three sets of breaths coming from them. “You also don’t want to attract the attention of anyone upstairs. Trust me. Apparently, there is some big prophecy that revolves around one of us, or so I gleaned from passing conversations that I listened in on. They say that the Silverwolf is the alpha of all alphas and that if they can mate her and control her, then there would be no one to stop them." She glanced up at the sliver of light from the door, fear sliding across

It was smaller than before, with softer edges and the feeling it emanated wasn’t foreboding. Jess leaned forward, approaching the inky shadow with caution. "Save me," the thing whispered—its voice the sound of a dying breath. When Jess woke, covered in a cold sweat and alive with knowledge. It was Caine, crying out to her to be saved. 'Don't worry,' she thought, remembering the unbinding spell. 'I'll save you.’

I felt ashamed of what I am wearing because of his presence. "What did you found out about the spider marks on the necks of those we captured, Wynzlette?" Cornell asked. "According to an acquaintance, one of their elders told that they are a sub group of the Desert Spider Pack, which is called the Rising Sun Spider Pack. They are known and talented killers, but she said that they have all been killed. A member of such a pack is impossible to still be alive because even their youngs were all killed." I narrated. "Which group does your acquaintance belongs to?"

“But… God, that aroma is tempting.” “Please,” I said softly, spooning a bit into the bowl. “Just a little. It’ll help your strength.” Before she could answer, the door burst open. Spider rushed in, his face flushed and his shirt half untucked. His eyes widened the moment he saw me. “Elena.” “Spider?” I blinked, startled. “What are you doing here?” He ignored me completely and turned to the nurse. “Don’t let her eat that.” “What?” Celia frowned. “Excuse me?”