Spider Sona Novels & Stories

"The spy's mistress works as a maid in the castle, my lord. Though they might have been caught by now, I'm sure the letter have reached the Luna by now." "Don't make me question my doubts again." By now, the lord is far from frustrated at the huge lack. Looking more excitedly, the soldier digs through his belongings to present a magic orb. "Fortunate enough, the maid have successfully planted a device on the Luna's chambers to -" Before he could finish his sentence, he was struck by his own sword down his throat. "Follow up." Was his curt order before the cries of agony sounded. All life disappeared from the room in just a plunge while he stood there in the middle of the bloodbath.

Spider, seated in the passenger seat, leaned forward slightly, his eyes narrowing as he studied the dark tree line on both sides of the road. “That wasn’t here yesterday,” Spider muttered. Sarah, seated in the back, looked up from her phone. “What’s wrong?” Scorpion didn’t answer right away. His gaze swept the surroundings, too quiet, too clean. No animals. No passing cars. Even the wind seemed to have gone still. “This is wrong,” Spider said flatly, turning halfway toward Sarah. “Ma’am, we need to brace for impact.” Her stomach tightened instantly. “Impact?” Spider reached for the door handle. “I’ll step out and move it.”

She begins stating random words that they are speaking when I look up to the top screen. The screen was simple enough, just empty streets and darkness. What was above the screen, chilling like it just got home from a hard day’s work, was a spider. Not just a little spider either that would startle me. This spider was a Goliath Birdeater, and it was looking directly at me.

"Your powers define you Azura. They are connected to your emotions, anger, sad, happiness. Your emotions can control your power. You just need to learn how to keep them at Bay." Wow, okay. Can someone wake me up from this nightmare already?. What's with all these talks about powers? "I know this must all sound strange to you. But you will understand everything soon." "I don't even know what to call you. I mean from your voice, I know you are female. But a female what exactly? Who are you and what's your name?" Maybe we could start there. "My name is Lily. I am your spirit guide and I'm so happy to find out you are alive little princess. We all thought you were dead"

The only thing that broke it was the sound of nocturnal insects. "The Sons," Gbenga continued. "know your capabilities. They want you on their side. It is not a request. It is a command." "And if I decline the request?" Lex asked. "You will lose the one you hold dear." Lex stiffened. "As we speak, our man is as the airport." A chill crawled up Lex's spine. Funke!!!

My name is Aria Nightshade. Daughter of Alpha Lucien Nightshade, the only heir to a bloodline that ruled long before I was born, the future of a pack I once believed I would lead. But that was before I chose love over everything I was meant to be. And this… this is the story of how I lost it all, and how I took it back. I remember the night everything began to fall apart. I was lying in Damon’s arms, my head resting against his chest as the steady rhythm of his heartbeat filled the quiet room. The curtains were drawn, allowing only thin strips of moonlight to spill across the bed, painting everything in soft silver.

Sarah suggested. “Lupa? That's actually nice, Sarah”. I could not agree less. I smiled at Lupa and said to her, “From henceforth, your name is Lupa. But I promise, Lupa… I won't keep you away from your family if everything dies down”. I knew Lupa’s scent, so it wouldn't be difficult for me to find her parents, as they definitely had similar scents. I didn't take too long in the bathroom and came out wearing a blue bathrobe.

~ISSA. "Spider, tell me you have something good for me." I barged into his office—technically a small cubicle at the corner and peered into his screen. Spider nearly jumped and removed his headset quickly, then regained composure halfway. "We have found Deucalion, sir!" He immediately held up two pictures to me.

I had just finished my night shift and was eating tacos at a roadside stand when my phone suddenly buzzed. "Are you Kevin Weston's father?" "Please come to the Southvale police station. Kevin smashed the windshield of a luxury car parked by the road. The owner is demanding 50,000 dollars in compensation!" The officer's stern voice came through the phone. I froze. The taco I had just picked up with my fork slipped right back onto my plate. "Officer, you must have the wrong person. My son drowned and died three years ago. We even have his death certificate." But the officer clearly didn't believe me. He flipped through some records and continued, "You're Justin Weston, a security guard at the

She burst into tears when she saw her mom on the floor. "Mom, what happened?" she asked as she picked her up from the floor and helped her onto the sofa. "I had to teleport from the hill. They were after me, Cade. They wanted my piece of the star!" Sonja rambled incoherently. "You're not making any sense. Who's after you? What piece of the star?" Before she could reply, Sonja's eyes rolled back in her head, her body convulsing as she slipped into a trance, and she began chanting, switching between ancient languages.