Spider Verse Oc Novels & Stories

I twisted sideways sharply, shifting back to human form and drawing the silver knife Rhys had given me. Silver flashed as the blade plunged into the spider's belly. The spider shrieked, its limbs twitching frantically. I shifted back to wolf form and lunged at its exposed weak spot – the soft tissue under its head. A fatal blow. The spider fell, but the poison was spreading. My fur was matted with it in several places, the wounds burning. Venom-Mist Spiders wouldn't just show up here. It was… Cassidy. That strange smell earlier, and the "herbs" she was gathering near the cave – it was a scent to lure the spiders!

If I remember correctly He seems to use some sort of a very strong demonic beast web. “Um… I think he uses the web from the beyond ascension realm demonic spider with some sort of special method to refine it removing any undesired trait-like poison and stickiness en masse.” Aurelia nods repeatedly and starts to take notes in her memo with the language I don’t know. It should be the language from her homeworld.

he goes off of everything he has told me up until now. "You can choose where your moon and your sun and your right amount of stars belong without having to say a word because the sky is your own, it's what you make ofit, and who really gives a fuck if they can't understand why your moon is in the ocean and your sun only shines in the rain?" He goes on a tangent like he's about to combust. I grab his hand as I see his body shake, beginning to run my thumb over his knuckles. His jaw flexes and relaxes, again twice more as he lifts his face, his soft copper-colored eyes now searching

" Cobra replied. "Of course, I will put that as part of the arrangement." Cobra nodded, "Good." After his underling spoke, he walked away from him while Cobra smiled. He stared at the chip which he had just recovered due to Bryce's help and said, "Queen Scorpion, your days are numbered." After studying for another hour, Queen got up and stretched her body. "Okay, I'm done reading. I just need to go over it a second time, but I need your help."

Ewww! The moment I stepped back into my room, I felt so drowsy. Quickly I did a light skincare routine and wore a pink nightdress before tucking myself under the purple covers. “My life is perfect…” I whispered before darkness slowly enveloped my world. Then it happened again! Crawling along the grass, I could barely see any form of light or human around but something was missing. I felt it strongly in my bones that I needed to save someone! I called out a few times for help but no one came! As always no one cared about the wolfless omega!

The empty field on the outskirts of the city was cloaked in darkness, with only the glow from the car lights breaking the darkness. The silence here felt like a deep contrast to the chaotic screams of the mob they had just fled from. Vespera perched on the edge of the open trunk, her face pale in the low light. She winced as Trent tended to the jagged wound on her forearm, taking a sharp breath. This man seemed to be Ezekiel's friend, a closer friend maybe. Ezekiel had not wasted time in calling him some minutes again.

"You… What are you doing?" "What am I doing?" Kendall smirked. "Aren’t you bold and brave? I’ll give you a taste of the Dark Sky Spider. This is a special venomous creature reared by the Five Poison Sect. Once bitten by it, your entire body will turn numb and your skin will start to rot. By then you wouldn’t know whether you’re still alive or dead. Why don’t you try it?"

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.

The massive spider slammed its body against its new impressment, only to be strong by every attempt. It noticed Olivia as the source of the mystical disturbance and spews a venomist web at her. “Rise kubwa skeletal mlezi kwa ajili ya ulinzi wetu,” Sam chanted while slamming his palms on the ground, conjuring a eight foot skeletal gladiator surging with purple fire to slash its sword through the spider’s venom. The guardian continued to pull its torso out of the ground, stretching its begs forward before pitting itself against the huge arachnid.

Small eyes shone like wet rubies. The tip of the spear grated against a long claw, leaving only a few notches on it. The spider hissed low, its mandibles snapping. He was in no hurry to attack. He danced in place, not letting the werewolf get around him and not letting him get closer. Someone else’s terrible scream whipped Markat like a red-hot whip: he rushed forward, slipping to the ground at the last moment, rolled under the opponent’s belly, jumped up, ready to turn around and howled from burning pain: the spider turned too quickly after him and casually touched him: the claw ripped open leather jacket, shirt and leather underneath. Aznar still managed to put out a spear, but the enemy d