Spider Legs In Leg Novels & Stories

The gremlin nodded it's head and lead Noel to the room where the arachnid was resting in. When they reached the room, it looked like the arachnid was being checked by the gremlins and some were still treating him. Noel stepped near and sat on a stool beside the bed that the gremlins immediately prepared. The arachnid, upon seeing him, quickly bowed his head down as far as the injury on his body allowed him to. "How fares your body? Do you feel any aching anywhere?" Noel inspected his body. His upper half seemed fine but he lost about two legs on his lower spider half, and it was none other than the primary legs used for spell casting.

While the carriages traveled, they encountered many other monsters along the road. But the soldier guarding them handled the monsters with ease. It looks like they were professional in handling the type of monsters. Maybe these monsters were common in these areas. Yman noted a specific monster with a metal-like body and crawled with 16 legs. It looks like a spider but different in some way. Since a spider has 8 legs, whereas, this monster had 16 legs.

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.

I'm scared of the small, so it's even scarier if it's a giant. I heard something that seemed like a tight rope and it was moving. My senses became sharp and my eyes became wild and in a corner, I saw spider legs that were bigger than my thighs. I was filled with fear and wanted to run away from there, but it didn't move. Thou shalt not step thy foot on the did grind, mine own mistress. F'r thou art safe on mine own backeth. Even though he said that I was still nervous. Sushi started walking, and all the hair on my body stood up. I also see different sizes of spiders. There are small ones and big ones. Even on the ground, I see small spiders crawling.

It was too far to reach. Tears stung my eyes. I blinked them back and turned my head, scanning the dark for any way out, and startled at the movement I saw at the edge of the web. She was crouched at the edge of the web, just past the reach of the moonlight. Eight legs, jointed and black and slick, each one longer than I was tall, lifting her up and up until she towered over the web on a swollen abdomen that pulsed in the dark.

So who tried covering me with a single blanket? I feel something warm and hairy brush against my legs under the blanket. I pull the blanket off me. My heart nearly stops at the sight of the big spider hugging my left leg. It's hairy legs are wrapped tightly around my bare leg and it's scary head rests on my foot. I jolt in different directions. My flailing legs get tangled in the blanket. I fall off the bed and grunt in pain as my back connected hard with the concrete floor. But my fear is giving me rare strength. I look at my leg and realize that somewhere in the chaos I kicked away the spider. I crawl farther away from the bed despite the pain.

Others crawled low to the ground, spindly like massive centipedes, their chitinous plates glinting with sickly green light. Adonis’s laugh cracked the air as he crushed a spider-legged abomination under his boot, black ichor spraying up his leg. “More of you? Good. I was just getting started.” Lucien moved like a shadow, his claws slicing through flesh and bone with terrifying precision. Heads rolled. Limbs were severed. A creature lunged with a mouth that opened far too wide—he caught it by the jaw and tore its skull clean off.

"Kindly enlighten us about what's scary about cockroaches, April?" "They run fast and some of them can actually fly, isn't that concerning?" April asked. "Fly?" Gina and Carlene laughed out. "I'm being serious," April said. "Never seen a flying cockroach," Maya said. "She's right though, some of them do fly," Freya supported. "Well, that's concerning," Gina said. "Spiders run fast too and they have many legs! They are more scarier than cockroaches when you think about it," Carlene said.

I let out a whimper as I looked at my reflection. I should have known. I shouldn't have hoped that shifting into a werewolf would magically regenerate my leg when not even magic could do that. My prosthetic was still completely there. My werewolf leg went down to the equivalent of a werewolf knee, then the rest was prosthetic, but it was wider somehow to balance out the fact that my paw was missing as well. It did not affect my balance at all, and you couldn’t even really notice unless you were deliberately looking for it, but it was still there.

My brain stops working. I can’t quite comprehend what I’m seeing. I’m shaking badly, but at the same time my body feels incapable of any kind of movement. All I know is that I can’t look away from the creature slowly crawling out of the sewers, its legs as thick as branches. Its face is pale and just . . . wrong. It has eight eyes like a regular spider, black and beady and scattered on its forehead. Its hair is long and flowy, and I don’t know if it’s just me, or if it has that blurry, crawling quality that makes my skin prickle.