Spider-man Saves Mary Jane Novels & Stories

She presumed that he was part of the guests who had come to the auction, and she hated every one of them for supporting the human trafficking in this hellhole. Suddenly, one of his men cocked his gun and aimed it at her head again, considering her a threat due to her disrespectful tone towards their boss. "Put the fucking gun away, you fool!" Stefano said through gritted teeth, and the guard immediately withdrew his arm, clearly daunted. Stefano narrowed his eyes at her now as if trying to recall her face. "You do look a bit familiar? Those eyes...Are you the black widow?" He inquired. Sarah frowned. "Last time I checked, that damn name belonged to a fucking wild spider!" She hissed in disda

Jaymes POV "I see that you girls found her." Says a deep voice behind me and it's the same voice from my memory I don't even bother raising head as I also remember the phone call. I now get why I woke up in the three guys mansion because they saved me from my so called friends. The one who raised his hands first was the one on the call. They saved me and I pointed a gun at them and stole Niko's car.

My mother lets out, speaking fast, “We don't know exactly who the traitor is yet and we could even be wrong about their whole plan. So let's act normal for a while and let them go down on their own." "Mom, that's stupid," I mutter in frustration, hoping we haven't upset Sebastian, “They're going to kill the girl.” And that would suck for us because then Sebastian would have no one and he probably would lose his mind and have a mass murder or something. With the gun power he has, he could take out half of Europe in an hour. "It's not stupid and they're not going to kill her, Marcelino, because you and your brothers are going to take care of her and look after her. You’ll make sure no one ever

I stand in the space for a while, feeling the cool air against my skin, then proceed to go dump the vase in the trash box when something catches my eye. Movement. Far off at the edge of the resort. I duck behind the dumpster immediately, squinting my eyes as the figure. MaryJane. What the... Something’s wrong. She’s walking backwards, her eyes wide with fear. And then I see the figures in front of her. Two of them. It happens fast. One minute she is standing at the edge of the cliff. The next, they push her. I barely have time to process it before she stumbles, falling backwards into the sea.

They had barely gone a long way when the building exploded, throwing both the man and Manny to the ground. Manny groaned and cried at the pain she felt. But she wanted to see who had saved her, just a glimpse was enough for her. She saw the man walking unsteadily to her. And when he bent to pick her up, she saw his face. Relieved she was being saved by someone she knew, she stretched out her hand to his and managed to whisper. “Jason…thank you.” Then she passed out.

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.”

He studied her with open fascination. Before anyone could speak, the door of the second van opened. A bulky man stepped out. He was broad-shouldered, with a familiar face. The same man Natasha had saved from Alaric in the rain that night. His eyes widened the moment he saw her. “You…” he breathed. “It’s you. The woman from the rain zone.” Aaron turned slightly, one eyebrow raised. “You know her, Marcus?” The bulky man—Marcus—nodded quickly. “She saved my life. Single-handedly took down Alaric and his crew. The infected… They listened to her. Walked away when she told them to.”

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.

“You took everything from me. Now I’ll take hers.” Savannah’s breath stuttered. Harrison shifted his weight And the walkway groaned under them. A crack spidered beneath his foot. Savannah felt it before she saw it. “Jackson ” she whispered, panic rising. He moved instantly. He lunged not at Harrison, but at Savannah grabbed her waist, and yanked her forward with all his strength. The walkway shattered. Harrison fell. Savannah screamed as Jackson dragged her back from the collapsing edge. Harrison’s scream echoed through the shaft cut off only when he hit the metal somewhere far, far below.

I shook his shoulders, desperation creeping into my voice. "Scott, wake up! Please!" But he remained still. Panic consumed me as the spiders drew closer. I pressed my lips to Scott's, tears streaming down my face. "Come back to me," I whispered, my heart breaking. Time, please stop. Just one more time.As if responding to my plea, time froze.The spiders halted, suspended mid-movement.