Spiderman Novels & Stories

Luke got the worse of it as the sprinkler hit water directly onto his face, making him almost stumble down and hit the ground as he mumbled inaudibly with the water hitting him. But as soon as everyone was composed, they all looked up, they were furious and ready to kill. Sorin wiped the water on his face and combed back his wet hair as he gulped in a breath of air. Eira watched him, as she realised what the water had done. It had made his white shirt transperent, giving her a sinful view of his body. And the water did nothing to reduce his sexiness and it made him 10 times more sexy if that was possible. Almond shaped eyes with water dripping off the long curved eyelashes and the angry look

The device automatically fixed to the QED as though it were a finely woven shirt with a pant to match. Hanson eyes wondered around as though he'd kept something close by. He couldn't find what he wanted, so he dropped the contraptions just beside him on bed. Just then his eyes fixed to the action figure Andy was holding earlier when he'd just walked inside. A warm smile cut across his face. He raised it to his face. "What character is this?" he asked Andy without taking his eyes from it. "It's Iron Man from Marvel," answered Andy, indifferently. "Can he do stuffs?" asked Hanson.

His flawless skin and delicate features are way too pretty for a man … in fact, it looks like they’ve been ripped straight from a K-pop stage. Then he glances up, and — holy hell — his eyes. Big, amber, and golden-bright, like a lion in human form. He could very easily pass as a K-pop demon. Tiny Saja. He does a double-take, swinging his head from one twin to the other, like a tennis umpire trying to call a very confusing match. Jackson comes to his senses first. “What spider?” This seems to bring Lee out of his daze. He finally wins the battle with his jeans and mutters, “In the bathroom. Big spider. Huge.” His hands are still trembling.

She left the complex feeling relieved, even stopping at a store to pick up cleaning supplies and a bucket of white paint. By the time she finally arrived at the underground fight club, it was already 7:30 PM. Hauling her purchases to her work booth, she tucked them under the table and sighed, adjusting her scarf. Sebastian, the six-foot-four, Hulk-sized security guy, walked in, flashing her a rare smile. "Hello, little lady." Mona grinned. "Hi, Sebastian. How's life treating you?" "Fine. Just hoping today's a good night." "I hope so too."

He drops to one knee in front of me and bows his head, I look at both Clay and Bellona puzzled by the man's actions. “Please stand, I am…” He stands and stops me mid sentence. “I know who you are, Alpha. I just never realised you had returned” The stranger says before turning to Bellona “Bellona, apologies” Then to Clayton “My apologies, Alpha we have had quite a few attacks lately and it is breeding season for us” “I understand, I am Alpha Clayton Blackridge of Lobo Sombra, and this is my mate Luna Enyo Burnside,” Clayton says, holding out his hand to the other man. My wolf is purring in the way Clay refers to us as his Luna.

Jack decided. The others nodded in agreement. "Yup," Miaka said, taking a few steps away from the huge spider and her web. "But what about the guy inside the web?" "What guy?" Kai said, looking up and down along the strands of silk. A body sat between the two trees, completely wrapped up in silk like a human burrito. "Oh." "Help me!" screamed the wrapped man. "Please save me, she is going to eat me!" She wasn't going to eat anyone. Not after Kai was through with her. He ran up the web, using the tendrils to get foot holds. The spider turned its head, trying to snap at Kai with her giant fangs as he kicked her squarely in her giant jaws.

He shrugs, "Looks like someone doesn't want this union to happen more than you." I mind link Steve and get no reply, "Steve's not answering me, you think he's out of the territory?" Chris shrugs, "knowing Steve, if he has a guys scent, he won't let up till he catches him, so it's possible, I swear the guy is more bloodhound than wolf." I chuckle, "true, let's get back, clean up and see if anything else is destroyed, or just my future." After I shower and put on clean sweatpants, I return to my office to find my Beta sitting there, I sit and the packhouse landline phone rings, I pick it up, "Crescent Moon, Alpha Braddock speaking."

“And no, it wasn’t Max. He meant to intervene but turns out he didn’t need to. Should I tell you all why? Or do you already know?” “Stop!” My mother strictly said. This is how she sounded when she berated us. Kent’s smile grew further up his cheeks. He looked at me, then came closer to examine me. His dark eyes followed my body, up and down. “Plain. Simple. Nothing extraordinary about her. Nothing like Marianna.” He stopped in front of me, his eyes reading mine. He searched for a few seconds, not sure what he was looking for, but I was being taken by their color. They weren’t fully black. It was almost like they had a hue of red in them. This was the first time I had seen a werewolves—a male

He sighed out ignoring his presence before going back to straighten out his clothes, they matched the color of his eyes, making them stand out. Matteo stood up from the bed and walked towards him, standing directly to his back, he was hovering over Spade's shoulder, as he inhaled deeply as if sniffing the man. "You smell good" he almost moaned out as he shut his eyes "where are you going"? he pestered. Spade just left him there and walked towards the bed, sitting himself on the edge he put on his converse, lacing the ropes in a butterfly way, he may be mafia boss, but he was still very much human and he liked tying his laces like that.

Dad laughs. I grab some black jeans and under garments. When I open the Nike box, I am utterly shocked. These custom spiderman air force ones are everything I needed. I pull the shirt out of the box, and I am so giddy. It is a characteristic version of me and Onyx in spiderman suits. The back of the shirt says, “Spider gang” and has all of the families’ names on the back. I quickly get the shirt on and head out to the backyard where the party is in full swing.