Spider Leg Novels & Stories

The monstrous arachnid lets out a high-pitched, clicking hiss, its venomous fangs dripping with a glowing green acid that sizzles against the damp stone. The cavern floor, already slick with condensation and the rot of previous kills, vibrates under the weight of the creature’s jagged, multi-jointed legs.

And then I saw it. Emerging from the shadows at the far end of the corridor was a spider. But it wasn’t just any spider. This thing was massive—its body the size of a small car, its legs long and spindly, tipped with razor-sharp points that clicked against the stone as it moved. Its eyes, all eight of them, glowed a sickly yellow, fixed on me with a predatory hunger. I froze, my breath catching in my throat. “Run, little witch,” Jacob’s voice whispered, almost tender.

Spider demanded as he tried to move away. “Christina.” Pagan said she scurried up his arm to settle under his hair on his shoulder. “She’s a purple knee tarantula and a social anxiety spider.” Shiloh smiled as she went back and took the other spider out of the box. Without asking, she took the lid off a water bottle and filled the lid. Setting it right in front of the brown and orange spider, he stuck his face in and began to drink. “He’s dehydrated and probably needs to eat.” She stroked the body, causing little hairs to come out. “He’s a Mexican red knee, and I would say, young adult.”

Matthew asked. For that question, the presence got closer to them and slowly revealed itself. It was a spider that had the torso and head of a human female on top of the spider’s torso. The spider was black with dark brown hair like a tarantula and the woman had fair and white skin with black hair. Her black hair reached her waist and she had eight eyes on her face, two of them normal human eyes with red irises and the other six were red semispheres placed around her main eyes. The spider’s head had the same feature only that they were all red semispheres. In short, it was a mixture of beauty and monstrosity in one body with it going more on the monster side.

The ball writhed as a tear began to form in it, before a creature poked its head through. It thick grey skin that was coated in shining webs. It’s five red eyes and giant mandibles made my heart seem to stop in fear when they directed down at Neeb. It looked just like a giant, hairless man-spider. As it pulled itself from the ball, it’s eight arms spread outwards; each with a hook on the end instead of fingers. The thing clung to the webs, munching on the ones it had torn away, while its beady eyes fixed on me.

It was still blacker than the dungeon even in the setting sunlight. It’s body reminded me of a spider with bulbous round shapes and long skinny appendages that acted as arms and legs. Its fangs were buried in Veronica’s leg and she was sprawled out on the ground. I ran up to it and pushed against it with all my might. Pulling out a small knife I keep tied to my leg, I jabbed it again and again. No, it could not have her! I would not allow it. It let out a whooshing sound and ducked into the shadow as it ran out of sight. I was not concerned with following it. What would I do with it anyway?

“It can only go so far.” “It’ll take too long,” I said, grabbing the web with my fingers and inserting them through the gaps. The issue wouldn’t be the climb — there were plenty of holds as the whole things was structured like a mosaic of ladders — it was whether the spider’s silk would cut through our hands and feet. It was incredibly sturdy, and fine as wire.

The Leiluo Spider Emperor roared loudly, "Get out of my way, all of you! I'm going to chop this human boy into minced meat!" His six green eyes were full of fierceness and he was covered with demon aura. Then he turned into an enormous and bulky spider. It was close to five meters tall, with six feet and six eyes. Its body was as smooth as iron, covered with strange green Demon Clan runes. His six legs had sharp spikes like steel spears and black hard hair which was like steel needles covered its abdomen. He looked menacing! Sure enough, it was a spider demon. However, this spider has a special origin. It was a mutant of ancient fierce beasts. Its blood derived from ancient ancestors was com

There they were. Three black fang spiders. June had only read about them in one of the books Hunter had in his room back on earth but now she was looking one right in the eye. Or rather, eyes. It had eight. They looked like a spider in the sense of the eyes and the long, sharp legs. They had claws that poked out on the sides of their faces and they were covered in ugly hair. It looks almost like a beat-up chihuahua bred with a spider. It had four fangs instead of the standard two normal spiders would have and was twice the size of the average human.

“But I don’t trust it.” “Neither do I,” I said, scanning the clearing. The silence was deafening, as if the forest itself was holding its breath. That’s when I saw it. The ground beneath our feet began to shift, the dirt churning as if something massive was moving below us. “Move!” I shouted, grabbing Althea’s arm and pulling her back. We scattered just as the earth erupted, and a creature unlike anything I’d ever seen emerged. A spider. No—something worse than a spider. Its body was massive, its legs as thick as tree trunks, its many eyes glowing an eerie green. Webbing dripped from its fangs, which were long and razor-sharp.