Spidergirl Novels & Stories

In short, it was a mixture of beauty and monstrosity in one body with it going more on the monster side. “My name is Theraphosa. I am Lord Arshild’s personal assistant and also guardian of his tomb. The fact that you passed through here already proves your true intention.” The spider-woman named Theraphosa said. “Guess the cat’s out of the bag?” Rain said with a sarcastic tone. “No cats are out of any bags. I only caught you lying.” “Yeah, that’s kinda what it means.”

Moment of truth, gear up Sarah, I said to myself. Zayn, Melisa and Ashton were all there, Eric introduced me to the other two girls, Zerrin and Pelin, the former, a brunette with gold highlights and the prettiest sparkling grey eyes looking chic in stylish cutoff jeans and a beaded sleeveless top and the latter a tall thin sloe eyed beauty wearing skin tight shorts and a halter top. Wow, all of it looked designer. I felt a bit underdressed. Ashton, always affectionate came up to me and gave me a hug. I instantly felt better.

" Get out of the way, Zeus. " Royalty glanced over his shoulder. " Run, Pompom. " Pompom ran. Satisfied, Royalty turned to spider again. " The little girl is mine! If you want her, then you'd go through me first_ " " Are you daring me? " " Maybe. Touch her if you fúcking wanna die. " Spider smirked wryly, gazing ahead at running Pompom. Soon, he dared the devil, picking up his feet after Cinderella.

Stallion replied. "Okay, and what about my uncle, Gabin?" Cobra asked. "We'll work on it. One step at a time. Right now, I need your help." Stallion replied. "What do you want from me?" Cobra asked. "Alas, I need you to get rid of someone. Her name is Queen Scorpion. I want you to eliminate her tonight. I'll send her picture and all the information you need shortly." "Just one girl? Piece of cake." Cobra said.

She mumbled words that could cause the enemies to kneel, burn, and experience tingling pain in their bodies as Emily exerted control over her power over them. Emily’s body was glowing, transforming into a moon goddess, wearing a white dress and a jeweled star on her forehead. “Morsus...” (Pain) “Combustum...” (Burn) “Interficio...” (Kill) Emily was saying those words, and slowly, the grunts and roars of the hunters and rouges were subsiding. Her eyes darted at the King and Queen of Rouges. Her eyes were dangerous and made her shudder.

She had to eliminate her first before anyone else. She had practiced spider web sorcery, an ability to use the web threads to attack anything she wanted. She threw the threads at Talia who just stood without moving and she smiled but Talia caught the threads with her own hands and there was no blood at all. “What are you?” she asked her now fearing the power in he. “Your worst nightmare,” Talia replied and she pulled the threads to her along with her.

“Fine. I just needed a moment.” His lips twitched. “Gina, let me introduce you to the girls. This is Kirsty, Jay, Maria, and Lola. They’re our top Australian models, and I expect we’ll be seeing one or two of their faces on some billboards when we head into the city later this week.” “Isn’t the Marielle makeup campaign running now?” Maria asked. “I believe so.” She beamed at him. “Then you’ll definitely see me. You’ll have to let me know what you think of it.”

“Hilarious … but stupid.” The brothers snort in unison. Apparently, they’re fine with being roasted by an almost ten-year-old. Before I can prevent her from certain death, she walks up to the spider and lets it crawl onto her hands, holding her palms together. Black and orange, hairy, and big enough to qualify for its own zip code. Lee takes three steps back, just in case he needs to make a run for it. Without a flinch, she carries the beast past our frozen corpses. We’re still standing exactly where she left us when she strolls back in.

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

In each spider’s belly, a burning coal glowed like a tiny, furious sun. “Back up!” Raven shouted. She flung her knife, but the spider smacked it away with a metal leg. One spider lunged at June and Leo. A little of June’s old fire sparked inside her. Not much, but enough. She didn’t throw a fireball—she just grabbed the spider’s copper leg as it landed. She pushed all her cold, empty feeling into the machine. The leg froze solid. The spider tipped over, its orange core flickering. “Dante! Break the core!” June yelled.