Spiderman Novels & Stories

However, just as he was about to leave the scene, he heard a chuckling sound that made his scalp tingle. "Chee chee." He turned to face the direction of the sound and spotted a Humanoid Spider. The Humanoid Spider was slightly bigger than a bull, and its body was black and white. Its face was terrifyingly pale as if it was wearing a mask. Silently, Lucas thought that the spider was capable of scaring everybody back in Hatton. 'It is a spider, but it has a human face.' "I never expected a human to show up in my territory." The Humanoid Spider smiled arrogantly.

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.

Scorpion glanced at him briefly, then returned his eyes to the road. At a red light, Spider reached into his pocket and pulled out the dead man’s wallet. He flipped it open methodically. An ID card slid halfway out. He frowned and pulled it fully free, studying it under the dim dashboard light. “Ex-military,” he muttered. Scorpion turned his head slightly. “You sure?” Spider nodded. “Special forces. Discharged two years ago. Clean record on paper.” Sarah stiffened in the back seat. Her fingers tightened around the edge of her seat as the implications sank in.

It’s then that we see two headlights heading our way. The car comes to stop about 15 feet from us and out come two human police detectives. One them I know. Scott Buckingham, a good-looking guy (well, good-looking as far as humans go) with deep brown eyes and light brown hair that always looks like he has bed head. Add to that his slightly crooked smile that shows off his perfectly arranged, white teeth and he has the kind of easy, all-American boy good looks that you’d expect to find in a movie about a high school football team. Except he’s no longer a high school student, instead he’s actually my age. The other guy, shorter and stockier than Scott but cute in his own way with reddish-brown

“I can’t help it. I want to ignore things. But being who I am, it is not exactly easy to do so.” She smiled faintly. “Then maybe let me help with that job sometimes. I am more than willing to help carry that burden with you.” I said nothing, just pressed a kiss to her hair. But as she relaxed in my arms, my mind wasn’t quiet. Lorenzo D’Amaris. A name that came from nowhere, clean background, smooth entry, too smooth. The two of us walked to our bed, and I smiled as she curled up beside me as I wrapped my arm around her.

The other day, when she was dancing with the man in the auction, he told her that American mafia families are feeling threatened by Egon's expansion and are planning to clip his wings. She knew that if Spider went to America, then mafia families would get alerted, and there were only a few chances that he would come back alive. Chances were low, but she tried it, and her dart hit the board. Spider is killed by the American mafia, but she doesn't know which family has killed him. Her predictions and decisions hardly go wrong; people fear her because she is dangerous even when she doesn't have power, and she proved why they are right. Why would anyone who is in their right mind mess with her?

It felt wrong but he would not take anything from me. I headed to the kitchen and made a hot drink. The warmth settled me. My house was too busy for my liking. I offered Logan a drink which he gladly accepted. As we were drinking there was another knock at the door which was unexpected. I froze, gripping my hands against the counter. Logan disappeared and returned a few moments later with someone behind him. “Leah, this is Jack, he does security for us. Jack this is Leah.” Jack was shorter than Logan and a lot stockier. He was muscular and had a shaved head. He reminded me more of an army man than anything else. His arms were covered in tattoos, and his stance screamed military. He stepped f

she asked hopefully. Spider grinned, his dark eyes dancing in the morning summer sun. His face was almost completely covered with a tattoo of a black spider web, and the rest of his slim frame was inked with spiders of all shapes and sizes. Despite the intimidating exterior, the man was a mushy marshmallow inside, and Mirrie knew it. “Breakfast?” he teased her. “You know it.” He shook his dark head. “Yeah, sure, grab a few. You need a coffee?” “Many,” Mirrie responded, her mouth already full of cookie. “Many, oh-so-many coffees.”

Yeah, OK, he’d relax his iron-clad willpower for a few minutes… and just double down on the crunches at the gym the next day. Mind made up, Griff picked up his empty cup and got to his feet. He ambled over to the counter, carefully keeping his face averted and his back to Claire. Spiderman spotted his approach and his dark eyes lit up in his lean, handsome face. He gave Griff a cheeky grin, took the empty cup, glanced into it. “Morning,” Spiderman said, all lazy charm, raising his voice a bit over the chatter and espresso machine. “Another coffee minus milk and sugar?”

“Congratulations, Liam. A she-wolf succeeded in stealing your heart. I'm glad you are experiencing a different aspect of life. A woman broke that wall and won your heart. I’m just a little disappointed that you’re married. It will be hard for you to make your dream come through.” “Yeah. This is my reason for wanting to leave. I need to stay far…” The buzzing of my cell phone consumed the air, calling my attention in its direction. I casually walked toward it. I reached for it. The display number was an unfamiliar one. Who was it? I hesitated for a while, letting the phone cry for more minutes. I picked up the call. “Alpha Leonardo,” I said politely. “Ha, it’s indeed your call line,” came in