Spider Man Wait Novels & Stories

"We'll see. I may be bring some folks back with me, so --" "Not the spider guy, please? He's just . . . it makes my skin crawl." Renata laughed. "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."

she said gently, though her tone carried an edge of concern. Spider gave a faint smile that didn't quite reach his eyes. "I've been in bed long enough." She crossed her arms slowly, the gesture both protective and defensive. "The doctor said you need at least another week before doing anything strenuous. Your body needs time to heal properly." "I know what the doctor said," Spider replied, his voice measured. "And I also know whoever planned that attack won't wait for my shoulder to heal. They're moving right now. Planning their next step."

Maude read the messages. One caught her attention longer than the rest. "The timeline of the wedding photos doesn't match. Orson was away on a business trip that day. Maude knew that." It was clear that one lie was being used to mask another. She found it laughable, but nothing else stirred inside her. Everyone assumed she'd come back eventually. The only question was which day in the next two weeks. Maude muted the group chat. If they wanted to wait, that was their choice. She wasn't going back, and nothing would make her change her mind.

Spider had snickered when I told him my concern. I was in no mood to be made fun of, so I sent him off to Arcron while I still had the chance. Knowing the idiot, he would take as many pictures and videos as he could of Inferno going up in flames, and then he would send them to me every time we had an argument. I swear, Spider was more annoying than a brother. I checked the time. It would be 10 pm in three minutes. Spider should have arrived in Arcron two hours ago. His lack of a response was more unnerving than ever.

] [I'll have someone send over a new gown. [This one's grand enough. No more scenes.] After it sent, there was no reply for a long time. Julian stared at the screen for a while, his brow creasing. No matter how angry she'd been before, Elena would at least send something back to a message like that. Even if it was just a frosty "Understood." But this time, the chat box remained dead silent. A long while later, just as he was about to send another, one of his men suddenly pushed the door open.

Spider was waiting too. He stood humbly, bowing his head in wait for a certain big devil. The more Spider bowed, more his neck was hurting, and more afraid he even became. He dared not be rash! This was Zeus, not gentle Royalty. Zeus had almost killed him the last time he had dared to disrespect him. Spider bit his lips. Why had he come to see him again? He couldn't figure out what was going on but somehow something didn't feel right. Nevertheless he waited till two expensive boots stood before him.

After running over Theo, the person behind the wheels smirked triumphantly and drove off without bothering to wait. When he had gotten to a reasonable distance away from them, he pulled the mask over his face revealing Spider. “Too bad, the little boy had to pay for the sins of his parents.” He repeated Raquel's words from the last time and then dialed her number. She answered on the first ring. “Hey spider, what's good? Did you succeed?” She asked, panic obvious in her voice.

Suddenly there's a loud voice from his side and I looked at the screen raising my eyebrows. "Sorry.. Watching the new trailer of Spiderman" "Already out? I need to watch it too" I said excitedly. "I'll share the screen with you.. wait! Let's watch it together" He said and I waited for him to share his screen with me. I looked at the screen and it's on.. We watched the Spiderman trailer together and damn! The new guy is dang hottie.. "I want to watch it so bad" "Do you like Marvel?" He asked.

At school, I had a nickname. They called me "Mister Wait-Your-Turn." I waited for the sneakers my brother had grown tired of, the backpack my sister thought was ugly, and the phones my parents had already cracked the screens of. Even when it came to taking a shower, I had to wait until everyone else was done. A week ago, Mom had promised me, "On the day of your college entrance exam, you won't have to wait your turn for the shower." So when I finally stumbled into the bathroom, drenched in sweat and smelling awful, I thought my turn had finally come. I was halfway through working up a lather when someone started pounding on the door. "Come out. Let your brother go in." My eyes stung,