Spiderman Cry Novels & Stories

Crying will only massage his ego. So I bit my lower lip as my body trembled with frustration. He noticed. “How hard are you trying not to cry right now? Pathetic. He died right beside you and you couldn’t save him. You didn’t even notice.” The dam broke. I couldn't help anymore. “Please — tell me it’s a joke.” “Huh?” He raised a brow, surprised at my sudden switch and plea. I looked up at him, hot tears streaming down my cheeks.

I hear crying. No, someone is sobbing. It's an animalistic, guttural sobbing, the kind that leaves claw marks on your soul. And then I am him. Rhydar. But not like the monster I know. He's... tiny. Ten? Eleven? He's locked in a steel room, curled up on the floor, shivering, his eyes swollen from crying. Everything hurts. It's the kind of agony that would make anyone wish for death. It could cause even the mightiest alpha to break down into tears. Worse, I'm only in his memory, and it hurts this much.

CRACK It only took two whips until I was screaming in pain; the silver stripped me of my skin with each hit. And by the time he reached ten, I was losing consciousness, but I couldn’t rest my head from the silver collar that was around my throat. The silver burned my skin, which helped me keep my eyes open. My blood splattered the walls, and I could feel the warmth dripping down my body. I cried loudly; the sound was so animistic as I panted. I looked up to see the spider still on the wall as I lowered my head and cried.

The sound of Damian’s body slamming into the wall was deafening, followed by the sickening crunch of glass shattering. "Damian!" I screamed, rushing to his side. My legs felt like they were moving through water, my panic slowing everything down. Damian lay crumpled on the floor, his wolf form melting back into his human body. Blood trickled from a cut on his temple, and his breathing was shallow. "No, no, no," I muttered, my hands shaking as I tried to rouse him. "Damian, wake up! Please, wake up!" His head lolled to the side, unresponsive. Tears blurred my vision, hot and relentless. The fear clawing at my chest was suffocating, but it was nothing compared to the fury bubbling just beneath

"You're joking with me, right? This is about the pearl." He lifted his head. His face was soaked. His eyes were so red they looked like they were bleeding. "I'll find you a better one. Bigger, more beautiful. Just say something, anything. You can yell at me, I don't care. Lyra, open your eyes." Nothing. He dropped his head again, pressing his forehead hard against my hand. His crying went quiet, became that compressed, strangled sound, the kind that comes not from a throat but somewhere deeper. Worse than screaming.

“… OK.” “You’re a fucking idiot, and you always have been. You’re the idiot who ended us for a bunch of animals, and you’re the same idiot who held onto the most fucking incriminating piece of documentation imaginable… and now you’re the idiot standing in front of me thinking that a pathetic little ‘I’m sorry’ means anything? Like it’s anywhere good enough?” “No, I –” “I said shut up,” Spider snapped. “Shut. Up.” “Sorry."

Chapter 24: Coffee Shop Lizzy. I was washing my hands in the sink when I suddenly saw a big spider in the mirror that caused me to scream so loud. I was panting while wiping my hands and rushing my way to the door. I am arachnophobic and that's why I couldn't breathe whenever I see a spider, big or small. I was crying when I opened the door, I almost fainted when I found myself inside Jace's arms. I was trembling in fear as I hold him so I wouldn't fall.

Yohan remained unresponsive, his body trembling, and his ears covered with his hands as he curled into a ball. Sara couldn't wait any longer. She stepped into the bathtub, joining him in the cold water, and grasped his face with her trembling hands. She pleaded with him, "Yohan... what's wrong? Look at me, please. Tell me what's happening." Yohan's eyes slowly met Sara's, revealing his torment, yet he remained unable to articulate the depth of his suffering. He wasn't himself; it appeared he was in agony due to the lack of drugs. Despite her persistent efforts, Yohan remained in the water, writhing and struggling, unable to find peace.

I asked and look over his body for any signs of why he was hell bent on swatting at himself. He pulls his shirt over his head and stumbles back when a huge spider falls out. He lets out a screech, something I thought he would never do. He jumps on the bed and looks down at the spider that crawled away for fear of its life . I'm a laughing mess on the bed, tears running down my cheeks as I replayed the scene over and over in my head. "I've never seen a grown ass man afraid of a spider before." I snorted out between laughs. "Especially one who acts all tough." I cackle.

Worse yet would be a jump from a building as tall as the Stratosphere. The Vampire was almost back to the landing. He held onto one rung, swinging back and forth, reaching with the other hand, trying to secure his placement. Jamie was closing in. Like Spiderman, he leapt across the void, landing near the Vampire and grasping one of the spiraling pieces of metal near the leg where the Vampire hung. Through Jamie’s IAC, she saw the monster pull back his lips, barring his fangs, and hissing in a frantic bid to save his undead life.