Spider Man Fanfiction Crossover Novels & Stories

With each spindly step closer, the air around her grew thicker, and the smell of wet soil and worms rolled over me so strong I gagged. I shut my eyes and waited for the moment it would happen. For those pincers to sink into my flesh. Perhaps for my head to come clean off. It never came. The scent of earth faded. The pressure on the web subsided as she stepped away. I cracked one eye open, then the other. The spider was gone, and in her place stood a woman. Not just any woman… Me. My height. My hair. My hands, my mouth, my eyes looking up at me with an expression I’d never once worn—delighted, hungry, pleased with itself. Even the crescent burn at the hollow of her throat was there, but heale

Chapter Twelve Elena’s POV The lights dimmed. The bass from the DJ’s booth pounded harder, like a heartbeat echoing through the underground club. Spider’s voice cut through the haze of smoke and perfume. “Tonight,” he shouted into the mic, his grin wide and sharp, “a new angel graces our stage. Fresh, pure, untouched. Give it up for… Angel!” My blood froze. Spider’s hand shoved me lightly between the shoulder blades, pushing me toward the golden cage. “That’s you, mouse,” he whispered near my ear, his breath hot and dangerous. “Angel. That’s your name now. With that golden hair and those doe eyes, you look like one.”

I screamed, my head hitting the mirror behind me with a dull thud. He filled me completely, stretching me, possessing me. It was too much, and yet not enough. I wrapped my legs around his waist, my heels digging into the leather of his cut, trying to pull him closer, trying to merge my body with his. He grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so I had to look at him. "You feel that? That’s not a husband. That’s a Reaper." He began to move, his rhythm punishing. Thrust. Drag. Thrust.

I practically screamed out, and the boys rolled their lips trying to suppress their laughter. Ugh, if I could find a rock to crawl under I would. Just you wait, Rian, revenge is a dish best served cold. *Please insert maniacal laughter here* I pull on my magic and with a faint pop I turn myself into a spider, I crawl my way up Rian’s leg to his face. Neither he nor Killian has realized that I shapeshifted because they are too busy laughing at me. Well, who’s going to get the last laugh now fuckers?! Right as I reach Rian’s face, Killian notices that there’s a spider just chilling on Rian’s cheek. He takes his shoe off.

I twisted sideways sharply, shifting back to human form and drawing the silver knife Rhys had given me. Silver flashed as the blade plunged into the spider's belly. The spider shrieked, its limbs twitching frantically. I shifted back to wolf form and lunged at its exposed weak spot – the soft tissue under its head. A fatal blow. The spider fell, but the poison was spreading. My fur was matted with it in several places, the wounds burning. Venom-Mist Spiders wouldn't just show up here. It was… Cassidy. That strange smell earlier, and the "herbs" she was gathering near the cave – it was a scent to lure the spiders!

A growl rumbled from his chest, not human, not even werewolf, but something more primal, more terrifying. The pack drew back collectively, many lowering their eyes in instinctive submission to power they didn't understand but clearly feared. "Please," Linda whispered, all her earlier defiance gone. "He's my only son." "Only because you treated me as nothing," Cross replied coldly. But he released his grip, letting Damian collapse to the platform, gasping and clutching his throat. Cross turned back to me, his strange golden-red eyes meeting mine for the first time with full attention. Something passed between us, a current, a connection I couldn't explain.

When she showed up, Darius and I were waiting. No words, no mercy. The Spider could not forgive, and Marco had to be avenged. With Elena gone, I rebuilt with Darius and Cassandra. By winter, I had a new web. New York had bloodied me, but it hadn’t broken me. Again, the Spider cast another web.

That was why each spider had its own web. But these spiders were genetically engineered. Who knew what else had been added to them? This would make phase one difficult for every team. If Legendary Trinity were easy, there would be no point in calling it a survival game. “How many spiders are around the main nest?” Fredrick asked. “Not sure. Two dozen. Maybe three. I’m not worried about the small ones, but the broodmother.” Damian exhaled. “Have you ever felt your skin crawl just from looking at something?”

This was about survival. Her phone buzzed. A message from Hailey: Don’t spiral. We’ll cover every angle. Trust me. Elara stared at the text for a long moment before replying with a simple: Always. Still, she couldn’t shake the feeling that somewhere, out there in his glass tower, Damon Cross was staring at a screen too, watching shadows collapse into shapes. And when those shapes finally resembled her, what would be left? The woman? The hacker? Or both, caught in a line she could no longer uncross?

For those who are saying the book is going slowly, Kiandra and Lucas' story is over. The chapters after that are just a sneak peak into the love story that will happen in the next book. **** That night after dinner, Lucas headed to his study to work while the rest of his family went to bed. He didn't know for how long he had worked for but he took his eyes off his laptop screen when he heard his phone ring. Upon turning, he found that it was Spider who was calling him. He immediately answered the call and Spider informed him that he had found out who it was that was disturbing Zendaya and he had sent his details to Lucas.