Spiderman And Aunt May Lemon Fanfiction の小説・ストーリー

She doesn’t fight me with words, she fights me with love. “Okay,” I sigh. I step into her arms. The moment she holds me, I breathe in her scent—and it hits me hard. It reminds me of Maya. That softness. It makes my chest ache with anger and pain. It infuriates me that Maya is everywhere in this damn house. In every room. In every breath. Even in death, she won’t leave me. Aunt Sophie pats my back gently, then pulls away so she can look at me. “You are strong, Lucien,” she says quietly. “And I know you will come out of this strong again.”

Each day I got worse meant I was one day closer to being done with all of this. Suzanne updated her social media account every day. She documented all the places they had visited that week. Someone commented asking if they were her family. Liam said yes. He said she was his mom. I stared at the screen. Then, a drop of blood hit it—right over his words. It seemed like I was liking the post in the most messed up way. I held my nose and walked to the bathroom. Suddenly, my phone rang from the sink. It was Jonah. After a whole week of silence, he was finally calling.

"Aiyoo! Stop crying, you will scare our Selene away" I heard this voice and recognized it immediately, "Aunt Jasmine you are finally back!". I yelled before hugging her. Aunt Jasmine is a North witch, who is an old acquaintance of Aunt Agatha and my Mom. Just like Claudio, she was sent to another pack to aid them. I'm so glad she's back, it seems everything is finally falling into place. Aunt Agatha wiped her tears, "Alright I won't cry... But I'm just so relieved... Wuahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!". She busted into tears again.

She apologized, then she kissed Diane's cheek. "It's okay Mommy, I'm glad aunt May is finally here." Diane squealed in excitement, then she hugged May tightly, it's pretty much obvious how much she loves her aunt and May loves her even more than anything else. Alicia shook her head. "Soon I'll be invisible." She groaned dramatically, causing May and Diane to laugh. "I'm going to go put Diane to bed and come to you because we've got a lot to talk about." May said.

Little Lemon was very upset and pouted grumpily. Around this point, Spike entered the room to tell Mable, “Mommy, Auntie Landon is here.” Mable was taken aback. “Eugenie?” Spike nodded and proceeded to take Lemon from Mable’s arms before proposing, “Come on, let’s play in the garden. How does that sound?”

Aunt May darted forward and cupping her face in her hands, whispered, "There are those who would use you for your powers. Truss nuh one buh di Alpha, feem destiny a tied tuh fi yuh" Zeke lifted her off the floor, swinging her over one broad shoulder and walking out the door. Her head hung down his back as he walked down the path to the car, but she could still see Aunt May, standing in the doorway, tears glistening in her eyes, just before the door slammed shut. She was still crying when he put her in the front passenger seat and leaning across to belt her in, he whispered, "If you run back in there, her sacrifice will have been in vain and I know you don't want that".

Still with sperm remains on her face she told him that I would probably come back soon and that he would have to leave now. In tears he stood up and said that he wanted to come by again the next day. Aunt Cornelia sniffily replied that he shouldn't cum as fast as a fourteen year old, though. I had to laugh and could hardly wait for the postman to leave the house. A few seconds later I was in the bedroom. My aunt was lying on the bed and apparently had been expecting me. Nevertheless, she remained lying on her stomach and tantalizingly stretched her bottom towards me. It was clear what she wanted and I now had the task of satiating the insatiable.

My fingers clenched against the edge of the desk, the wood biting into my palm as I leaned forward. “I am happily married to your uncle,” I continued, my voice steady, deliberate. “Something I reminded you of not too long ago, along with exactly who I am.” I stepped closer, closing the distance between us until there was no room left for doubt. “And let’s not forget,” I added quietly, “it’s not hard to remember that I’m your aunt now and I will accept no disrespect from either one of you.” “ Your marriage to his uncle is the only thing you got!” Joy snap, with my eyes still on Jasper, I smack her across the face.

He didn’t want to be here, but his aunt kept insisting—it wouldn’t be fair if he didn’t show up for his cousin’s first book launch. “Ah, Aunt Maya has become so invisible,” Maya Green said sarcastically, smacking her lips. Aiden crouched to get a better look at her. “Is this Maya Green? For a moment, I thought you were my old classmate,” he teased, and Maya laughed, waving her hand dismissively. “I see you’re still good with words. But don’t think I’ll easily forgive you for abandoning us for four years.” Shelby sighed. “Let’s not talk about that now. He’s here, right? Isn’t that the most important thing?”

I wasn’t sure when that had started being true. A seven-year-old in a swimsuit tugged on my hem. “Are you the new auntie?” she demanded. “I am,” I said solemnly. “I’m Maya. I can hold my breath for twelve seconds.” “Twelve?” “Underwater,” she clarified importantly, and sprinted away before I could respond. An older aunt found me near the drinks table. My father’s sister—silver-haired, barely five feet tall, hands that smelled like lavender and old rings. She took my face in both palms without asking and held me there, studying me with eyes that were already leaking.