Spider Man Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I knew he must have seen me from the camera "Boss," Spider greeted turning to Mason and Ryan. "Hey guys, been a while," Spider smiled. Something he rarely does. I stood still, watching as he exchanged handshakes with my friends "How is she?" I asked Spider as we made our way into his house "Weak, she still isn't ready to say a word," Spider said and I nodded, making my way toward his stairs "Let's see how long she can keep quiet," I pulled out my phone, swiping through the video that had his twenty years old brother walking out of his apartment where he schools in Spain

I muttered under my breath, watching him looking at a train coming at me at full speed. I didn't know what sent an impulse to my muscles, but suddenly I jumped high as never before and kicked the storming at me Brick-locomotive right in the face. Brick fell to the ground. Gasps spread around as I landed back on my feet. "I transformed into Spider-woman," I chuckled to myself.

"Get to the escape pod in the back! That part of the ship is still metal!" "I am not leaving you June!" Dante yelled. He grabbed a piece of metal to use as a spear. "You have to go!" Junes eyes were full of fire. "I have the pulse. I am the one who can hit the eye with enough power! If you stay we all die when the spider reaches us!" Dante looked at her. He saw the girl he had met in the lab. The student. He also saw a strong woman.

The metallic stench clung to me like sin. “I didn’t even know he he does that,” I whispered. “He looked… different. Like someone else.” Spider’s eyes softened for just a second before hardening again. “You think power comes clean? You think the kind of man who runs this city does it with kindness? Wake up, Angel. This is the real world.” I pressed my back against the wall, shaking my head. “No. He’s not like that. He he helped me. He’s…” “Don’t you dare,” Spider interrupted sharply. “Don’t you fucking dare romanticize him right now.”

I shook his shoulders, desperation creeping into my voice. "Scott, wake up! Please!" But he remained still. Panic consumed me as the spiders drew closer. I pressed my lips to Scott's, tears streaming down my face. "Come back to me," I whispered, my heart breaking. Time, please stop. Just one more time.As if responding to my plea, time froze.The spiders halted, suspended mid-movement.

The spiders seemed to detect the movement of my eyebrows and started to move towards my forehead. "I can force you to do things, but I have never wanted to do that." my wolf said, "You’re my friend, not my puppet. But when you do things that endanger our lives, I will have to stop you, because I love you and I want to spend more time with you." My heart was melting. I really wished I could hug her, like the way Uma used to hug me. "I’ll be stronger. I promise." I said. More spiders were getting on my face.

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.

“I’m working on my plan about him.” Spider shook his head. “Like anyone would believe that. I’m starting to wonder whether that rumor about his golden dick is true. Is it really golden?” It wasn’t; not physically, anyway—not that he would ever find that out. “What’s so special about him?” Spider huffed.

The anticipation of what awaited him was driving him to the brink of madness. The fabric fell to the floor, revealing Ivan's exposed body, which was met by a cool gust of air. In that moment, all Ivan desired was for the man to take his large hand and stroke his erect cock. He had fantasized all night about the precise instant when the man's fingers would glide over him repeatedly, exerting increasing force until Ivan exploded in pleasure onto his strong hand.