Spider Man Noir Novels & Stories

Stephen leaped on him, taking him down with him. "Steph". Ace called him but it was late. Callum saw his eyes flashing yellow. A bright yellow. Pupils dilated. Stephen had Adam's neck exposed as his fangs elongated and the last thing Callum saw was those fangs sinking in the crook of Adam's neck and then he lost his consciousness. It was too much for him. "Tsk tsk tsk. You let your wolf overpower you". Zol said unamused. Though they didn’t put any charge on Stephen for killing Adam, because they knew Adam had few things on his hands to be taken care of. But they were kind of disappointed.

We are ready. We have prepared for sixteen days filled with blood, restless nights and a love intense it etched fresh wounds upon our hearts. We find ourselves at the heart of La Isla Dorada with the large central table moved away the floorboards lifted to expose the golden circle we crafted using every drop of blood shed battling this creature. The circle is complete now. Seven handprints. Seven hearts. One family. Isla is positioned at the center barefoot and clad in her Spider-Man pajamas, the melted-token bracelet emitting a golden glow, on her wrist.

Any desire to laugh evaporated instantly, replaced by a much sharper, dangerous ache—one triggered by being pinned against an intensely attractive Alpha male in total darkness. Kael forced his senses to track Alpha Marcus Greyfang’s deep voice. The dominant male showed no signs of leaving, content to analyze the structural engineering for a solid ten minutes. His partner, Orion Cransfang, remained completely silent, years of an alpha-alpha partnership having clearly taught him that interrupting Marcus when he was calculating territory logistics was entirely useless. Suddenly, my breath hitched and my spine went completely rigid. Kael tracked my gaze down to the floorboards where a massive, m

I was the finest barrier mage in the Blackrock Pack. My Alpha father promised I would be the next Moon Watcher. But at the ceremony, he led my twin sister Lila—a white wolf—up to the dais. Moonlight draped over her like she'd been hand-delivered by the goddess herself. My mother's eyes went red-rimmed. "A white wolf hasn't been born in a hundred years. Lila will protect us all." My brother puffed with pride. "She's the pride of the Fenraven bloodline." The pack knelt on one knee below, chanting her name over and over. I stood there, watching Lila glow like she'd swallowed the moon, and finally the words slipped out: "I laid every barrier around this pack. So why isn't the title mine?" My mot

(Senior Disciple John) Inside the crowds outside the Aeternum Auction House, a few particular figure with a very questionable appearance as well as demeanour were sitting on the park bench, they were looking at the big Holographic Projector that were showing the live broadcast of the Auctions. These people were wearing, what many can call, a Ninja like outfits with a twist of middle east influence on them, but despite the odd mixed of the outfits, they were all have the appearance of a clear Asian looks, naturally since this is Fantasma, all of them have the features of fantasy on them. These people were actually coming from a famed organization call, The Spider, a professional Assassin/Shad

On the flip side, the Demonic Spider had many sharp cuts all over its body from Kirou's wires but there were no excess cuts to the head or limbs. As they were deeply immersed in the fight, Kirou's shadow had just returned to his body. Since it brought back some info, small as it was, this resulted in Kirou pausing his actions for a moment. This moment of pause allowed the Demonic Spider to launch a mass of spider silk that managed to pin down one of Kirou's arms to a tree with its sticky thread while dodging a devastating slash from Kirou's wires. Having returned to his senses, Kirou realized the current situation that he was facing but instead of showing any form of panic, he still maintain

Narrator" Princess Brianna walked first and the guy who's just woken up followed yet he was still holding the neck of Gordon. There's no point in struggling the guy was stronger than them. When the huge stone spider moved this man just moved faster and the spider broke into pieces. He has a power that ten times than them. There's no doubt he was strong. They walked outside of the room. But they stopped when Amadeus was walking forward on them. Gordon felt that the grip of the guy in him was lost when Amadeus showed up. And when they talk they use the opportunity to escape.

he smirked, his much better known cocky look back on his face. I was lying on Noah's bed, my arms propped on either side of my face as he held both my wrists. He was hovering above me but the other way so I was Long at his face upside down ... like Spider-Man except I was lying down and he wasn't showing up from the sky. I scoffed, "it's not a lie now let go of me." I tried to wiggle my wrists free but it was pointless. "I'm not letting you go until you tell me the truth." He smirked.

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.

she replied with a hint of sadistic amusement. "Ah, yes, the fear of spiders," the man acknowledged with a chilling smile that could haunt one's nightmares. "This particular breed is known as Latrodectus mactans, commonly referred to as the black widow," he explained, referring to the spiders within the case. With calculated precision, he delicately placed one upon Mr. Woods's bare chest, having previously removed his shirt.