Spider Noir Fanart Novels & Stories

Kirou unintentionally leaked a voice of surprise when he saw both of their creations, prompting Mistaken Fox to turn around as well, only to have the same reaction. Both clone and spider had decided to stick to a 2D image, the spider creating an image of its master within its threads while the clone created an image of the spider within its wires. Both images looked so well that Kirou couldn't stop himself from approaching both and taking a picture of each. That was something he definitely had to save for future admiration.

partnership. My fingers gripped the teacup tightly. "Moonfall on Leviathan"—that name struck a deep chord in my nerves. Over the past two years, that brand had taken the Avonlean market by storm. Graphic novels, limited-edition prints, luxury fashion collaborations… Every piece of merchandise sold out online within minutes of launching. Noirwood Enterprise had negotiated for months to secure an exclusive license with the brand, with Danika personally leading the negotiations. But neither of them knew that I was the anonymous artist behind "Moonfall on Leviathan".

He asked and Nate just nodded his head, lowering his eyes as they landed on Spade's perfect body, his breath hitched up, the man was completely shirtless, his toned chest shone under Nate's dim room light, the man was definitely and completely ripped, satisfying Nate's imagination of how his body looked. There were a few chest hairs scattered on Spade's chest, the necklace Nate always caught a glimpse of, was laying lazily on his chest, it was a gold piece, he didn't need to ask to know it was an actual gold chain. There was a tattoo on Spade's arm, the same one Nate never had a chance to fully see, but now he was seeing the whole thing, he wanted to run his hands through the tattoo ad trace

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

I slapped a hundred dollars into his palm, wincing as it left my grip. Fuck. But it’s worth it Rosalie. The phone screen lit up under my fingers, and my stomach dropped. Noah's wallpaper was a shadowy figure looming over a girl kneeling in a cage. Her face was kind of obscured. The art was disturbingly detailed, like something from a horror game. What the fuck. It seemed dark like it held in many meanings. But that’s not the problem now. "Creepy, right?" Steve chuckled. "I was so tempted to see what else his in there. But I wanted to respect you."

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

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.

In the background, a city skyline rises– tall buildings with lit windows, similar to the comic images of Gotham. Both cases feature a dark, comic-book style artwork and is made up of deep blacks, cool blues and muted grey. Together, the two cases create an image of Batman holding Catwoman and kissing intimately. These phone covers are more intimate that the phone covers they saw online and fit Zack’s style better. Zack’s green eyes widen dramatically at the sight of the connected covers. A slow, predatory grin spreads across his face as he immediately scoops both packages off the display case. “Holy shit, Anna– you have excellent taste,” he declares loudly enough to draw curious glances form

I let go of control as she knelt down by his side and put her head on his knee, [I never wanted anything else! [And that's more than enough for me.] Taran wanted to move his hand, but they were chained to his back, [I haven't finished painting our fence yet, but I think white goes great with our red spider lilies. What do you think?] [I like black better.] Nox sobbed. [Sounds good, too.] Taran chuckled, [Black it is. Hey, Cerberus, what do you say?] [Black...is good.] Cerberus said slowly. I have missed his clumsy grunts. Though it took him time to not skip the "is", he actually did it.

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