Spider Man Hearts Novels & Stories

When he finally did come in, he did not look happy. “Anybody know about spiders?” “They have too many damned eyes, too many damned legs and are creepy as fuck.” Spider answered. There were some chuckles around the room. The man who could beat Danny Trejo at a Danny Trejo lookalike contest, was terrified of spiders. As a prospect, he had screamed the walls down when he spotted one. Naturally, he was named Spider. “Anybody else?” “I know someone.” Dino said as he looked over at Werewolf. The older man nodded slightly.

Me "Boss," Spider's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. I stared at him, his lips were parted his eyes fixed on Hazel's screen He stared at me and then back to the phone, his eyes moving between Mason and Ryan. Ryan had been quiet like he wasn't even in this room I could hear sounds of moans from the phone, I knitted my brows, my eyes shifting to the phone "You should see this," Spider said and I grabbed the phone from him, flipping it around to stare at the screen

Tobias reached the ring first. He threw himself between Lyra and the descending blade, arms outstretched like a shield made of flesh. “No!” Tobias shouted. The scout hesitated for a fraction. Then another scout stepped in from the side, lifting a spear wrapped in ceremonial cloth. The cloth slipped away mid-motion. Silver gleamed. The spear flew. Time slowed. Lyra’s eyes widened as she saw the weapon cutting through torchlight, aimed perfectly, mercilessly. A silver spear strikes, heading for Lyra’s heart.

However, just as he was about to leave the scene, he heard a chuckling sound that made his scalp tingle. "Chee chee." He turned to face the direction of the sound and spotted a Humanoid Spider. The Humanoid Spider was slightly bigger than a bull, and its body was black and white. Its face was terrifyingly pale as if it was wearing a mask. Silently, Lucas thought that the spider was capable of scaring everybody back in Hatton. 'It is a spider, but it has a human face.' "I never expected a human to show up in my territory." The Humanoid Spider smiled arrogantly.

The audience went quiet and I could even hear the beat of my heart. I looked back at Phamela and smiled a little bit. I extended my hand to Olivia and held her, "I love Tawny... A part of me will always love Tawny, but I'm not in love with her." Liv squeezed my hand a little bit. I turned to look at her, "but her... My my... she holds my heart at a safer place.. And I hers." "okay I just think our artist turned into a writer right in front of our eyes. That was beautifully said Amora. So what are your plans from now onwards guys.."

“So he has a fear of lizards, he just hates them. Can’t even look at them even if it’s in a movie.” I shuddered in disgust. “I hate them too. They are creepy.” “I should do this to you.” “Don’t you dare.” I warned him, narrowing my eyes at him. “I know you fear spiders. I’ll set them off on you.” Evan’s eyes widened in fear. “You wouldn’t dare.” I smirked. “Don’t test me. You fear them not me.”

Clinging onto his body tightly, their hold prevented his retreat as she encroached upon where he stood. Firing again as he struggled against the sticky threads, his hand was again wrenched away. Allen’s mind racing to conjure up a method of escape from his situation as the spider-woman’s fangs started to protrude from the now jagged edges of her mouth. His frantic thoughts were suddenly distracted by a sharp glint that appeared behind from her.

I whisper, my voice thick with tears. “I know.” His words are soft, tinged regret and pain. Heavy silence stretches between us, but for the first time, I don’t mind it. I listen to the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath my ear, letting it ground me, anchor me in the present. The music changes, James Arthur’s Last of the Whiskey filling the room. The slow, sultry beat wraps around us, and I find myself wishing I could sway to the melody, to lose myself in the haze of smoke.

As the third slice to his abdomen was completed, Jaxsen lost consciousness. “When I woke up, they were sitting a few feet away drinking some more. There were four cuts altogether. This one, and this one, and this one, and this one.” One by one he showed her the four scars. The one on his ribs, the next stretched across his hip bone on the right side. The third and fourth one created an ‘X’ between the breast line and the sternum. “I think…sometimes I have dreams…that they put these here to later cut out my heart. In my dreams they do.”

They both watched blood seep through the fabric of his shirt, staining his hand as he clutched at the wound. Lorenzo's breath stuttered as blood stained his fingers. He fixed her with a furious stare as realization hit him. Elena saw the anger in his eyes and wondered if it stemmed from his perception of her betrayal or the realization of his own carelessness. The crackle of a radio sounded nearby, the garbled chatter of agents barely audible over the wind. His chest heaved with shallow breaths as the words filled the night. ‘… dead body on deck’ the voice rang out like a twisted confirmation of everything unraveling.”