Spider Man Hearts Novels & Stories

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.”

She knew the images were from the night of the welcome party where she saw Sara and Aaden together. Her heart hurt seeing the person she loved so much in the arms of another woman. Her mind raced as she tried to make sense of what she was seeing. She couldn't believe that her husband had betrayed her in such a manner. Her heart pounding in her chest, Crystal took a step forward, her eyes still fixed on the screen. She stood there in shock, unable to move or speak. Her mind raced with questions and doubts, and her heart felt like it had been ripped apart. She couldn't believe what she had just seen. The images burned into her mind, causing her chest to tighten and her eyes to fill with tears,

I pulled out my SIM card, snapped it cleanly in two, and let it fall into the trash, severing the last thread. I boarded the plane and turned off my phone. As the plane rose into the sky, I looked down at the city beneath the clouds, watching the place that held all my pain slowly fade from view. Silently, I whispered farewell to the life I once knew. … Ryan held his phone, waiting for a reply that never came. The screen went dark, and he pressed it to wake it again. A restless irritation twisted inside him, sharper and more relentless than ever. He loosened his tie, trying to shake off the strange discomfort.

I paused and trailed off. His beautiful face lit up as his lips curled into a smirk—the signature bad boy smirk that a lot of guys found hard to pull off. How does he do it? He gripped my chin and lowered his lips to mine. My heart raced with a feeling I couldn’t quite describe, mixed with fear. “You’re not resisting Jenna,” he whispered against my face.

She smiled a bit at me and I cleared my throat and whispered, "hi.." Then she disappeared... and I could finally breathe... "What happened to you.. you had a stroke for a second and could not even move your lips.." Luna said lifting my hand up to take off the dress and I frowned coming to my senses, "what?" "I'm team Tawny and Amora... make things right... go to her and tell her you love her Amora... tell her you don't wanna lose her and you can't watch her marry Paris." I swallowed the lump on my throat, "she seems happy.. and my sister too. I can do this. I'll find someone.."

--- Tiny Signs On the twelfth day, Melody’s voice shook when she whispered, “Her heartbeat’s stronger.” Collin lifted his head so fast his chair scraped the floor. “Say it again.” “She’s stabilizing,” Melody repeated, smiling through tears. “Whatever’s happening inside, she’s fighting her way back.” The pack celebrated quietly. Jessica cried. Derik left offerings at the temple. Heather danced a circle around the bed until Melody shooed her out for knocking over the flowers. Collin didn’t move. He only took Baylee’s hand in both of his and pressed it to his lips. “Come back,” he murmured. “You promised me you’d come back.”

He's very much aware that there's still something missing. He suddenly fell into a deep thought, as he tries to think and listen to his heart. What is he going to do now? Will he follow his mind or his heart? Half of his mind says that Via has always been there for him through thick and thin. He is one hundred percent sure that Via loves him. The other part of his brain tells him that Serena is clearly happy with Liam, and he should just give up on her and just wish them their happiness. But when it comes to his heart, it keeps on telling him to follow what he feels and not give up on his love.

Rebecca always tried to avoid the mafia, but now, thanks to her crazy decision, she had become a person of interest to them. Rebecca turned to look at the young man next to her. The boy's face was completely covered in blood and dirt, so she couldn't see his true features, only his eyes were exposed to her. They were beautiful brown eyes. Rebecca smiled at seeing them. "I need to thank you in some way," explained her unexpected co-pilot with a soft and sweet voice. "Don't worry, you don't have to," she responded without taking her eyes off that man's gaze. She was completely hypnotized by it.

The torches had been trampled. And the rogues gods, there were more of them than anyone expected had vanished as suddenly as they’d appeared, slipping back into the trees like wraiths, leaving only dead behind. Lyra’s heart still hadn’t steadied. Her mind replayed the scene in fragments: The flash of teeth. The stranger’s gray eyes locking on hers. The shift his body breaking and reforming into that black wolf mid-stride. The surge inside her chest when their eyes met. Mate. The word wasn’t spoken, but it vibrated in her bones.

In short, it was a mixture of beauty and monstrosity in one body with it going more on the monster side. “My name is Theraphosa. I am Lord Arshild’s personal assistant and also guardian of his tomb. The fact that you passed through here already proves your true intention.” The spider-woman named Theraphosa said. “Guess the cat’s out of the bag?” Rain said with a sarcastic tone. “No cats are out of any bags. I only caught you lying.” “Yeah, that’s kinda what it means.”