Spider Man Weak Novels & Stories

Tyr queried, “Are there really no side effects at all?” “None for a short period. However, even though the forceful administration of Red Spider can make people stronger, it greatly reduces one's life span. Some may die of exhaustion after a few months after it’s administered. It depends on the person’s physique. Some people can live a few years.”

“Let me help.” I pivot, exposing my razor sharp fangs. "Don't lay a finger on her!" I snarl. My beta throws hi hands up in surrender. “As you wish Alpha.” Once the medicine man arrived, I ask Sia to stay with Sakari while I focus on removing the silver that those blood-sucking leeches injected into me. It’s a small device, like the size of an ant, that pulsates silver through my body to keep me weak. If I don’t dig it out, I will continue to get weaker and eventually it will kill me.

I am feeling that my head has become very heavy and it's not letting me stand up or sit properly. I could see nothing properly but Kevin. Kevin asked, "Cristill, are you ok? Cristill?" I said, "I cannot keep my eyes open for a few seconds also. I slowly closed my eyes and I am not feeling well, Kevin. Please call someone for help, Kevin. Kevin asked, "Why will I call anyone else if I am there with you, Cristill? Tonight will be a very memorable night but you cannot enjoy it." I can feel someone is trying to touch me badly but who? I can't stop him as I cannot even open my eyes and me...

Sighing i sit up or so i tried too before i fell back down due to the freaking pain in my chest. Damn it! "wohhhhhh! what do you think you are doing?" The doctor yelled "today is my wedding night! how do you expect me to leave my wife alone!"Z What! did you thought i would forgot my own wedding night? "i suggest you to not go!" i growled at the doctors stupid advise! "Don't get me wrong My king! but the thing is at the moment you are very weak due to surgery also affected yoir werewolf healing abilities and any harsh uhmmmm activity might bring complications!"

" I beg. "Let's face it," Ray smiles, "you wouldn't really be much help to us if you stayed, would you? You can't even conjure a spirit spear, and while you're stronger than the average human, you're the weakest of the werewolf population. Plus, you can have pretty cloudy judgment, and that doesn't really help you when you're fighting. This is when Xavier usually punched him in the face, but this time he didn't budge.

Rebecca suddenly sighed and took up the paper she was about to write on, crumpled it and tossed it aside. Then she turned her attention to Eden who was seated not too far from her, "You taught him well. But we're not just talking about strength. In New Jersey, even a ten year old vampire can take down a vampire with a weak mind." She got up seconds later and walked upstairs. The little crowd soon dissipated, leaving only Eden and Marcellus. Disregarding M's presence, Marcellus walked up to Eden and stood over her. "I'm I really weak despite this power I feel flowing in my veins?"

He mumbles inwardly, his brows raised in confusion. "You sly man!" Seeing the injury Sparrow has procured, the huge man curses and glares at Lucien, his eyes bloodshot. "You said you were going to kill me. I used a feeble man to see just how powerful you are to be so arrogant, but you couldn't even kill him! You only managed to render a lower injury to his spinal cord, which has just affected his legs and lower body, paralyzing him for life. "That's so poor. I thought he would have been dead by now! You are such a weakling. You don't deserve to speak when I'm speaking or act all arrogant!"

’ I thought as I gave one last look at the man who now looked like a stranger to me or perhaps I did not know him like I thought I did. I sat on my bed as I felt sorry for myself. 'Why did I allow this to happen, when did I become so kind or weak? Mark seemed to have forgotten that I am not someone who could be forced into doing something I don’t want to do. But he got one thing right, my strength. He placed ten strong warriors outside my door because he knew I could easily knock them down. The bastard even sprayed the room with a spray made from wolfsbane so I can only use 30% of my strength which is not enough.' Wolfsbane is a werewolf's weakness, it's like a poison that makes you weak and

Now, he could proudly say that he dealt with even missiles, let alone the pendant's corrosion effect. Right now, he was a version of Superman who was not vulnerable to kryptonite! Still, he glanced outside just then, "There's more coming." Drunken Moon turned to find a withered middle-aged man and was once again impressed by his powerful senses. It seemed like there was no catching up to him in this life! But that was fine—with someone like Frank as his friend, he would definitely come to her aid in times of trouble. And since she was no martial nut, she was fine being inferior as she did not really care.

The maids began to laugh. "Ohhh, I didn't know Kyra was blind too. Typical omega blood. Weak and useless. At least we weren't sold here by our parents and we are actually getting paid for this job." "She still looks as raggedy as the day she came here. I'm not surprised that she doesn't have a mate yet. If possible she might never find one." Another fit of laughter rippled round but I just ignored it and continued to work. There was nothing I could do. I had accepted my fate a long time ago and fighting was pointless. What was there to fight for?