Spider Man Noir Novels & Stories

Attached to the handle was the shriveled remains of a hand. Alex and Ellie gasped and pulled back as one. Janice frowned at the screen. "I think I know what happened to your missing team," Jack said, pulling the blade from the hand and wiping it on his thigh. "So, what do you think did this?" "Giant radioactive spiders," Alex offered. Ellie leaned in close to the screen. "Mutant spider ninjas." "A frame job," Janice said. "Probably just some rogue desert men trying to make it look like spiders so we don't move into their territory. It is very unlikely that we will find giant spiders. Jack, I think you have gone far enough. Come on back to base."

How the hell did that happen? Having no time to process these sudden unexpected mind link powers, I ran and jumped as high as I could muster, at the nearest tree. Clinging onto a branch with all my strength I managed to climb up on it before the rogue beneath me attempted to pull me down. Seconds later the rogue was shot dead by someone in the bushes opposite. I screamed in panic but then out jumped Ben and Daniel in their wolf forms along with a few of the warriors. Ben's wolf was beautiful, thick black fur and and he was extremely strong. Taking down the remaining rogues easily in a matter of seconds. We were finally safe but Ben was furious to say the least. They quickly changed back to

It was chaos incarnate, yet I moved with practiced precision, my pistol raised and ready. Spider emerged from the haze like a nightmare given form, his wiry frame gliding through the devastation with an effortless, predatory grace. Blood streaked his tactical gear, some splattered across his cheek, though he didn’t seem to notice—or care. His dark eyes gleamed with something sharp, feral, and unnervingly focused. “Well, well,” he drawled, spinning a blade lazily between his fingers as if he had all the time in the world. “If it isn’t Agent Grey. Took you long enough to join the fun.”

Blood flowed on the ground as the villagers were locked in battle with a bunch of ironclad spiders these beast were known to be nocturnal but they were presently attacking people in broad daylight, Aldophus felt it strange, he couldn't keep on watching as the villagers were stabbed to death by the sturdy legs of the spiders and then carried away on their back, the brown ground was transformed in dark mud by the battle. An ironclad spider managed to pass the defense of the village men and reached for a screaming woman holding a child in her hug, trying to block the imminent blow with her body. SHRIIIIII! The sound of metal sliding against metal sounded as the woman mustered her courage to loo

Small eyes shone like wet rubies. The tip of the spear grated against a long claw, leaving only a few notches on it. The spider hissed low, its mandibles snapping. He was in no hurry to attack. He danced in place, not letting the werewolf get around him and not letting him get closer. Someone else’s terrible scream whipped Markat like a red-hot whip: he rushed forward, slipping to the ground at the last moment, rolled under the opponent’s belly, jumped up, ready to turn around and howled from burning pain: the spider turned too quickly after him and casually touched him: the claw ripped open leather jacket, shirt and leather underneath. Aznar still managed to put out a spear, but the enemy d

Bruce finally realized why Tiger spoke so highly of Andrius. Andrius was worthy—more than worthy actually. He grabbed Sonia’s hand and bowed once more at Andrius before they slowly left. On the way back, after walking for a full ten minutes, Bruce said, “Sonia, did you notice that the Noir guy is powerful, but he seems to take orders from Mr. Moonshade.” “I noticed.” Sonia nodded. “If Noir can easily kill all those assassins…” Bruce’s expression turned serious, “That means Mr. Moonshade is even better than Noir!”

he muttered out and Spade cocked his brows, watching him. "You" he muttered huskily, his eyes set on Matteo as he watched the blonde gasp out lowly, his lips parting slightly in the middle, the shock very evident in his eyes. Spade's clenched his jaw as he narrowed his eyes on Stefano "I want you Matteo, I mean as you can see I do things alone, it gets really lonely and scary, I need you as my eyes, ears and maybe muscle in the underworld" he explained, seeing as Matteo relaxed a bit, but his eyes were still set In a hard stare, as the sweet sea blue, had become steel blue

Spider said. I had just noticed he was being followed by a small team of hackers. "Spider, speak English." I opened the door to my office. It was a level above the other cubicles and work stations, but it was built in a way that I could watch over them from above with its large windows. "The blood sacrifices," Spider mentioned. "Yes, about that?" "It's unusual. The killing patterns don't check out. It's quite different from the rituals of the Court of Black Roses."

Luis was relaxing in his pool at the back of his mansion, with Marco his right hand man when one of his men walked up to them. “Boss.” He said with a slight bow. “Lucas.” “One of our stash houses was hit this morning.” There was silence for a while, which made Lucas fidget. Luis watched as Marco emerged from the pool, his arms, chest and back full of numerous black tattoos on pale skin. At over 6”4 he was an intimidating figure made of raw muscles. “And?” He asked impatiently. “They made away with two kilograms of our product.” Marco was now standing few inches away from Lucas.

All the ends of the spider's legs have turned into armored spikes, its mouth is open wider than a spider’s mouth should be as it flashes rows and rows of black teeth. My arms fly up in defense. I scream the only thought that comes to my mind. “HEAL!” A blinding bright white and golden light bursts out of me sending Noroya flying in a tree as time returns back to normal. When I see her again, half of the spider’s body looks like it was charred by an explosion. It is crumpled at the bottom of a tree. Vertigo hits and I lose my balance. My knees hit the ground. ‘You need to get out of here. Now!’