Spiderman Noir Novels & Stories

His eyes darkened. “This isn’t only about Marlene. You know exactly what I’m talking about, Ethan!” he snapped. “I’ve told you repeatedly, Mr. Caspian Blackwood—I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied evenly. They dragged another man into the room. His fingers were missing. I didn’t need an explanation. “Touching me isn’t the problem, Caspian. It’s what happens after you hurt a La Rosa. We both know there are boundaries even in the underworld,” I said, carefully playing my cards.

She was told, her whole life, that she was broken. A wolf who couldn't shift. A healer's helper with no voice of her own. Aurelia Vane learned to stay quiet, take up little space, never hope for more. Then the Lycan King rejects her in front of his entire court. Draeven Thorne never makes mistakes. But when his wolf claims the quiet healer as his fated mate, he panics — and humiliates her in front of every pack, calling her protection. The rejection doesn't break the bond. Instead, a black mark blooms beneath her collarbone. Her wolf wakes up for the first time. And Council leader Malric Drake goes still — because he knows exactly who she is: the last of the Noctari, a bloodline he perso

Rena was two years younger than Serra but she act older than fourteen. Serra sat at her stone bed and was looking at the others in the different areas of the dome. Mira sat on the far end of the corner, near the water reservoir, the water flowing thoroughly in the stone wall. She was growing corns for their lunch and Rena was behind her, preparing fire. Niko was at the other corner. He laid in the ground, topless, and Serra could see his perfectly formed abdominal muscles that lined up on his stomach, looking solid and hard. His right arm was lifted upward, twitching, and rocks floats above him like planets encircling the sun. And Niko was there at the center doing his thing. He was naked no

It was chaos incarnate, yet I moved with practiced precision, my pistol raised and ready. Spider emerged from the haze like a nightmare given form, his wiry frame gliding through the devastation with an effortless, predatory grace. Blood streaked his tactical gear, some splattered across his cheek, though he didn’t seem to notice—or care. His dark eyes gleamed with something sharp, feral, and unnervingly focused. “Well, well,” he drawled, spinning a blade lazily between his fingers as if he had all the time in the world. “If it isn’t Agent Grey. Took you long enough to join the fun.”

So she called the person she trusted the most in the world— There was a click as the call went through. “Hello?” “Madam Dahlia, it’s me, Spider.” Aria’s eyes were perfectly still in the darkness. “Good news. “—I’ve established contact with the assassination target.”

Maurício I was at the height of adrenaline. I was getting into every gap and the light didn't help, but what the hell. Roberto arrived a few minutes later and started shooting whoever appeared in front of us. Norely grazed me in the right shoulder, but I hit him in the face, or rather, blew out his eye and the bastard was roaring in pain. That was a fucked up scene for me, but now Norely will feel the pain of abuse. "We are alone here. You will go blind and have many nights of pleasure throughout your life. Or rather, your hours of life, or maybe I will be generous and give you a few more days." - I was walking

he muttered out and Spade cocked his brows, watching him. "You" he muttered huskily, his eyes set on Matteo as he watched the blonde gasp out lowly, his lips parting slightly in the middle, the shock very evident in his eyes. Spade's clenched his jaw as he narrowed his eyes on Stefano "I want you Matteo, I mean as you can see I do things alone, it gets really lonely and scary, I need you as my eyes, ears and maybe muscle in the underworld" he explained, seeing as Matteo relaxed a bit, but his eyes were still set In a hard stare, as the sweet sea blue, had become steel blue

It is knowing that they are doing to them the same thing they did to me. Erick pushes me back a bit, seeing the way that pair of women stare at me. One of them runs her tongue obscenely over her lips. Spencer opens his jacket a bit to let them both see the gun he's holding on his hip. I hold my breath as I see Sabrina grab the man who greeted us by the neck, his back hitting the wall savagely. The guy begs for mercy and I laugh calling everyone's attention. The beast doesn't know what that is.

A relieved smile filtering across his face before it disappears and he looks away. This leaves us with just one problem. We can’t see the monsters and that means the ones that are helping us are now useless. Suddenly Nick is lifted off the ground by some invisible force, and carried towards Lyrica. Lyrica looks at Nick with something that resembles hatred before nodding to the monster. The monster seems to wave Nick in the air, like a pompom before pointing with Nick towards the street we were about to follow. Everyone starts to follow, but it just seems too mysterious as the two people that we are depending on just went the other way.

He groaned in pain, screaming as Frederic motioned two men to take him to the Coroner to get him treated. “The Silent Spiders are now part of our business. We're solidly going to be their partners in their major source of wealth. Martin is the mastermind behind that, so a standing ovation would be nice.” Frederic announced as they all raised their glasses above their heads, obeying his words.