Spiderman Novels & Stories

He looks scary, he has a spider tattoo on his head, and I swear to God, he looks like a serial killer from a horror movie. “Hi, Miss Quinn. I am Spider, your bodyguard ma'am”, he says in a thick Irish accent. I smile at him, realising it is the first time someone has called me by my married name. It will get some time to get used to it. I think. I don’t know.

"We'll see. I may be bring some folks back with me, so --" "Not the spider guy, please? He's just . . . it makes my skin crawl." Renata laughed. "You might want to talk to Banshee about working on that fear of yours, because I'm definitely bringing the werespider back with me if he's interested. His resume is great, his current employers are pissed that he might be leaving, and he's a total dominant man-babe! And werespiders are supposed to be near-fucking-impossible to sneak past, making them great guardians."

At a junction, she wondered whether to turn left or right, when that call came from the right again. "Lily, Lily..." Lily called forward: “Who? Anyone there?" There seemed to be no response, just that the shadow reappeared in a bush in the front garden and disappeared. Lily gave chase, stopping to look at the bushes, discovering a small hole. She immediately ducked through the hole. Before she could see what was behind the hole, a large hand pulled her out of it. Her arms and body were controlled by an extremely powerful man. “Lily, is that you? I've been waiting for you for so many years."

“Calm down, son. This is for your protection. For everyone’s.” Kevin stood over him, and Jeff realized he was on his back. He thrashed, fighting against the restraints, pulling them opposite each other and trying to break loose. They were too strong. He struggled to sit up, but something was off. There was a heaviness in his stomach, and he recalled the feeling from his dream. “Dad, something’s wrong!” Jeff looked down and repressed a scream. “My stomach! It’s . . . ” ‘A spider’s cephalothorax is fused with its abdomen and makes up the lower portion of the arachnid.’ Mr. Drake’s voice echoed in his thoughts.

“It is okay to fall. You know why?” He shook his head, his attention fixed on me as I took a small bandage. “Because you have the courage to stand up again.” He nodded and looked at his elbow where I had applied the bandage. He gasped, “Spiderman!” “Yes, Spiderman. Just like him.” His grin was so wide, I could see the freckles splattered over his small nose and cheeks, his chocolate skin glowing. “Thank you, Miss! I will show this Spiderman to all my friends, they will be so jealous.”

I race to the edge of the water, holding onto a nearby branch incase he tries to drag me under with him, I reach for him, managing to grip the back of his t-shirt and wrench him to the bank with all my might. "No." He turns to face me and it sounds like two voices scream simultaneously, and then he's shifting, his clothes ripping to shreds and all I see is teeth. So many sharp teeth in a mouth that is snarling centimetres from my face. I scream, slipping on the wet mud in my struggle to get away from the monster in front of me, then his eyes move to something behind me and he dives back into the water, howling when a group of people drag him, biting and scratching, back onto land.

Another explosion followed, disrupting the speedster's motion as he hit a wall and fell to the floor. Struggling to get up, he noticed something. Someone appear from the point of the explosion where a large section of a wall was missing. He watched the high-heeled boots make their way through the wall and then the rest of the body, which was unclear to make out because the person's face was concealed though the body appeared to be female, thanks to the design of clothing she had on. The person approached him and the speedster instinctively reacted by charging. He was about to strike the unknown adversary when she suddenly took out some sort of weapon that resembled a grenade launcher but ins

Ryan explains putting a black piece in my left ear. “ Now we can communicate with you through this and we can hear everything you hear. We won’t turn it on until you leave the territory. We will be able to hear everything you do, and if you do end up in any danger on the way we will be able to walk you through what you have to do.” Creed added. “Now with this connected to your shirt” Ryan started taking out a black pin and pinning it to my shirt

And it does stop, but only because the owner of the voice catches up to us. Emerging from the sewer, as big as Caramel, is a hairy black spider with the head of a woman.

Spider asked "Um, yeah. Aren't you the guy who repaired my car on that night?" She asked as she looked at his face carefully "Your car?" He scoffed "Yes. Eden called you to repair my car, remember?" She asked and Spider turned to look at him "No..no.. I don't know what you are talking about. You must be mistaken" he said and walked away at once. "Hey babe, come on, he isn't a mechanic how come he repaired your car?" he said to her and she shook her head