Spider Legs Novels & Stories

The deeper she went, the more sluggishly she moved, the strands not breaking easily, their sticky grip slowing her movements until she couldn't take another step. Alright. Don't panic. It's just some spider webs. If I just take a deep breath and work myself free one limb at a time, I can get out of this. A calm, logical plan until, before her disbelieving eyes, a spider, more like a monster, with eight hairy legs, a million ruby eyes and a wicked set of fangs lowered itself on a thick cable like strand. The size of a large dog on steroids, she could have sworn the nightmarish freak grinned at its foolish blonde dinner. Holy freakn' shit.

Could something have happened to him? I shook my head, trying not to think about that worst possibility. Nutty must have already found Peter and was on his way back. As I prayed wholeheartedly for Nutty, I suddenly felt a strange crawling sensation on my hand. Looking down, I saw a black spider perched on my hand. Its body was round and plump, covered in fine hair. Its eight fuzzy, long legs crawled across my skin, immediately causing a burning pain.

I scratched my arm as if this was all I’d wanted to do in the first place, but a dark mass far ahead, before which the shadow passed, twitched. It had looked like a rock, but it moved, two long limbs rose on either side like enormous spider legs, and pushed it up. Beneath it, there were legs. The limbs were abnormally long and skeletal. The arms that had helped it stand up nearly dragged the ground, and from the torso, rose a head. And its eyes looked straight at me. I closed my eyes instinctively. I did not want to be noticed.

He directly scooped up a crushed piece of the white tree fruit, picked it up with a small bamboo stick, and slowly brought it to the black widow's mouth. The creature, having been kidnapped by the ants, had already given up and was lying there playing dead. But as the white tree fruit approached, the black widow's body trembled several times, and it suddenly struggled to turn over in the web. This startled Ethan Brooks, who thought she might break free and nearly dropped the bamboo stick to run away. Spiders can walk on their radial threads and also have a way to deal with the sticky horizontal ones, as they secrete a lubricating fluid that prevents them from sticking to their own silk.

- The first spider we find has me seriously questioning my life choices. It’s enormous—its bloated body glints like wet oil under the moonlight, easily the size of one of those fuel tankers. Its legs, long and jointed like spears, move with terrifying silence as it glides across the forest floor. Even at its size, it barely disturbs the air as it hunts. I swallow hard.

Also known as Schatten des roten Nebels, they are always very thin, slender and particularly flexible, they jump like monkeys through trees, in which they dress in dark, red and warm colors, being silver, black, gray and red, they wear socks, sneakers made of spider web or wool. In which they control them, when they sing in their flutes that they control and go through the trees and the nests of the spiders that exist around the trees, in which they wear shoes, and their feet are like bats' claws, but without hair, because their feet have thin soles, with stinging hairs, Their hair like spiders, is warm, pale or silvery, because they live among the shadows.

There is no way I will attend the next class without eating. The longer she takes to respond, the deeper my teeth sink into my lower lip. I close my eyes and breathe through my mouth. This is not the time to exert revenge. Yes, I was ignoring her but this is important. Something crawls up my arm, everything slows at the sight of the tiny legged creature and a scream tears through my lips. I close my eyes, willing myself to forget the image of the large spider moving up my hand. My legs tremble so bad I have to lean on the door for support.

A deep cut ran for half its head and green blood flowed from it. The spider body was 1 meter and a half long and its head made only 30 centimeters of it. She was about to ask if it was him who saved her and her son but stopped seeing that Aldophus was already on the other side of the battle and he had already began a one-sided slaughter on the ironclad spiders.

I swivelled in mid-air, spun my body twice, and landed on the other side of the incoming insect. They had two sharp antennae, similar to a mosquito's but more so than a scorpion's. I knew if they mistakenly struck me with those ugly ledges, I wouldn't live to tell the tales. They had eight legs, two large eyes, a mouth like that of a spider, and saliva was dripping from them. I reached forward with a great battle cry, wrapped my hand around the smooth ivory hilt of the sword, which was decorated with runes, and slashed at one creature with all my strength as it dived at me.

He pushed it down, couldn’t help what he was. ‘I fear that we are going to have a very serious fight in a minute or two. Are you willing to make any healing poultice? We will need it when the fighting is done.’ These spider demons were venomous, and could use their legs like weapons. He wasn’t looking forward to this.