Spider-man X Emma Frost Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Lucy admitted. "Not for me," Willow replied tossing her supposed trophy away, the skull attached spine. "Now you know why am called the 'Spine ripper'," she said walking away. They stared at each other and followed along shortly after. EMMA'S RESIDENCE, MIDNIGHT: Emma had just returned from peeing in the bathroom, and going back to sleep she hesitated, couldn't help the feeling like she was being watched. So she filled her palm with a bright, white light ball.

It made her have thoughts she really did not want to have tonight. Especially since the man had buck teeth and tended to spit when he talked. Emma shuddered, trying to get control of herself. She hated these things. She was still trying to figure out why she had agreed to this. She pulled out her phone and texted Jen. "Let's go to the spa tomorrow." *** Ten minutes later, Emma was walking slowly down the narrow hallway that led back to the private dining room. A man, dressed casually in jeans and a dark t-shirt with a Captain America logo, watched her from where he leaned coolly against the door frame, blocking her exit.