Spider With Wings Novels & Stories

she whispered, as a beak full of silver fur landed on the inside of the window. The bird flew off with a beak full of seeds, and Saffy examined the silver fur. It was so soft, and as she looked out of the window. Saffy's mouth dropped open at what she was seeing. The garden was full of birds who were busy taking the silver fur which the wolf left when he was rolling on his back. Saffy ran down the stairs and stormed into the garden. This was unbelievable; it was a dream, a bloody dream. There were no such things as Werewolves and fairies and flipping unicorns. Was she losing her mind? Huh, without a doubt.

Even the claws, depicted with sharp precision, seemed ready to rend stone or flesh with equal ease. The dragon's wings were a masterpiece of artistry, spanning wide across Phoenix's back. The wings were composed of leathery membranes stretched between elongated bones. Veins and ridges crisscrossed the membranes, giving them an appearance that suggested aerodynamic efficiency. As Astrid's gaze trailed down from Phoenix's back to his forearm, she discovered another piece of art etched into his skin. A Celtic knot design graced his arm, its elaborate twists and turns captivating her attention like a labyrinth of ancient lore.

Looking around, David notices a hiding bone spider. Bob points at it too. David nods and takes out the log. Bone Spider Classification: Animal (Insect) Description: A monstrous spider-like creature the size of a medium dog. Unlike any of the common spider species present on Earth, the bone spider has a large mouth filled with rows and rows of teeth. They have the uncanny ability to shoot spikes from their mouths made out of bone. An effect of their evolution allows them to climb tall objects although they are not able to climb horizontal ceilings.

They’re just targets now. Some of the spiders are smaller—quick, twitchy, harder to hit. Others are behemoths, slow and completely armored, needing coordinated simultaneous attacks just to pierce their shells. One of them, dark red and swollen with what looks like eggs, explodes when Chris’ axe cleaves its abdomen. Hundreds of baby ones spill out, shrieking and snapping. We don’t hesitate to culminate them. Phineas doesn’t even blink. At some point… it’s scary to admit that I don’t either.

, She mumble "What did you just say to me?!!", Anthony boomed in fury. How dare she bring his sister into thi She opened her mouth to give him a reply, but she exited her mouth her mouth was not what she was expectin As she opened her to reply him, she felt funny, and suddenly, a surge of fluid emitted from her system like larva leaving a volcano, and she threw up on Anthony. Before long, Anthony was completely drenched in vomit

I realised I was holding my breath (not literally) until I got home. There’s something so odd about him. I threw my backpack into the couch and lied down, staring at the wall. The paper butterflies I have put up the wall have started to fade. … A long time ago. "The butterflies in your wall is so pretty", Arish said 'but why is there so many?” "Every time I want to die, I make a butterfly and put it up on the wall" I replied. "You are unbelievable, Lisa" he stopped and continued. "But why butterflies? They are so pretty and happy" he asked.