Spider Man No Way Home Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Shadow asked, tightening her grip on her katana. “Is that what you ask a friend whom you meet after decades? Ah…I’m so hurt” Spider feigned a brittle voice, putting her hand on her heart. “I’m assigned with the safe delivery of the arms to the Davies. And of course, I miss you.” This crazy woman never fails to amuse me with her dramatic dialogue. Shadow rolled her eyes. “I’m so disappointed in you, darling,” Spider said, standing on the roof. “You took too long to come here.” Her voice was contoured with disappointment. Though she pouted, her mask covered it up. “I even had to send you a text message.”

If she really wanted to keep Curtis at Inferno for a while longer, it wasn’t impossible. I bit my tongue, cursing at the fact that I just thought of asking another woman to seduce my husband. I must be the fakest wife in history. “Okay.” I said resolutely. Deciding not to tell her about her family’s file for now, I plucked a sheet of paper from the Giannelli file and grabbed Spider by the collar of his shirt. “We have to go.” Lowering ourselves down into the fireplace through the chimney had seemed difficult, but going back up was the real struggle. Spider and I had to press our backs against each other and use the force to push ourselves up like a pair or geckos.

"You might want to talk to Banshee about working on that fear of yours, because I'm definitely bringing the werespider back with me if he's interested. His resume is great, his current employers are pissed that he might be leaving, and he's a total dominant man-babe! And werespiders are supposed to be near-fucking-impossible to sneak past, making them great guardians." Shamira shuddered at the idea of being dominated by a giant arachnid guy. Maybe she should go talk to Banshee. The rest of the trip went well, with the two women once again trying to repair and/or build an amiable relationship. By the time they'd reached the parking garage, things were good between them, and the promised each

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.

Anger, that's all I feel right now. "Y- you are a monster, this marriage this over." I'm done, I want to leave this chapter of my life, I want a divorce. He stood there staring at me before he burst out in laughter. "This marriage just started, wifey. Don't forget I can get your dad in jail, he owes me a lot. It's funny you don't know I own you, till death do us part." ~~~~~

My head's swooning. "Awww you're my spiderman then.. I'm Mary Jane." "What are you 5?" I hissed. "Why are you always mean?" She asked in a sad tone. "Get away, Scarlette." She clung to me like a monkey and I pushed her away. "As always.. people want me to get away from them.." She said in a really really sad tone, she got up but I caught her wrist and pulled her to me. She sat beside me and she slipped her arms around my hips. My breath got hitch and I sighed. I tried to push her away but she's clinging like a koala and a tree.

That's why spiderman got the superpower, right? "Ugh, just stay alive, if I get a chance to go home I'll take you back and raise you, promise not to send you to be sliced up." Ethan Brooks muttered in a small voice as he pointed at the ants, he just thought of them as his pets for now.After all, little better than nothing.

she said. “I see no reason why I should talk with you” he replied. “I like you, we can be friends at least, please, I just….I want to… “I don’t want to, and I can never” he replied and started walking away. “Spider,” she said and he stopped. She smiled trickily. She met with Lavender and she was the one who told her his greatest fear. “There’s a spider on your trousers,” she said and his eyes widened. “No!, No!!, No!!!” He screamed and started jumping around, trying to get the spider away.

None of it was about him, after all; none of it was going to change his life. But it could change Leeza’s life, maybe give her some semblance of peace. It could change the lives of the thousands of the Worthingtons’ victims. And if he did it right, it could change Claire and Wilbur’s lives. For the worse. Refocused now, Griff glanced at the spider tattoo guy again, and was startled when he saw that the man was over at Claire’s table, just chatting away amiably. A bit stunned that an uptown girl like Claire would have anything to say to Spiderman – even considering that she was in hiding and almost two thousand miles from Park Avenue – Griff settled himself in his chair and observed them.

I’ll have enough money to live three lifetimes without having to work, so I will use all of my resources to find out the truth. “Are you ready, lass?”, Spider asks, and I nod my head. He has become a dear friend this last few days, and I wouldn’t be able to do this without him. But his service needs to end; his time protecting me is coming to an end. I had the lawyer draw papers for the divorce, making sure that the deal that bound us together stayed active.