Spiderman Unmasked Novels & Stories

Black the rest of that day; my escape from the ambush having shaken but not cowed me. -- It had spooked me, the ambush, but I wasn’t going to hide. I'd barely survived those masked men; now everywhere I turned I was surrounded by bodyguards, and they didnt let me forget the perils swarming around my reclaimed life as the Ashcroft heir. If I had survived a secret syndicate and prison; I could handle whatever followed.

I snapped, knowing that this was a new dress, one that I had just bought, just for today. “Sorry about that, I wasn't looking where I was going." his deep and husky tone came through; his voice carried a powerful aura, one that I was capable of sending shivers down my spine. I finally lifted my gaze to meet him. He was wearing a mask, and even though it was all my fault, he still went ahead to apologise. “No. It's fine, I was the one who was not looking at where I was headed” I muttered and was just about to walk away but he held my hand. His touch was so cold, forcing me to yelp as it sent shivers down my spine.

Marcus asked, holding out a tray. Tonight’s mask was different. It wasn't the clinical filigree I wore in the office. This one was crafted from white gold and encrusted with tiny, raw diamonds that shimmered like frozen tears. It covered the upper half of my face, leaving my lips—painted a defiant, lethal crimson—exposed. "Tonight, we don't hide, Marcus," I whispered, watching my reflection. "Tonight, we remind them that the shadows always return to claim what is theirs."

Didn't want to look awkward or out of place for the same reason I feel suddenly out of place. Ahead, a woman is suspended in an elaborate rope web – arms spread, legs apart, blindfolded. A man trails a feather down her stomach. She giggles every time it hits a sensitive spot. I almost laugh out loud because all I can think is, ‘girl, you look like Spider-Man caught you mid-swing and decided to keep you as decor.’

They had to sprint the last block to the apartment when ominous, dark grey storm clouds started to dump buckets on them. The rain was so bad that Kat and Brenden didn't feel comfortable enough to set out on the road yet. Nor did Dillon and Tony, so they gladly welcomed them to stay as long as they needed. In the meantime, they put on Spiderman with Tobey Maguire. In Tony's opinion and Brenden's personal outrage, Tobey Maguire wasn't the best Spiderman. No, Nicholas Hammond, who was Spiderman for the TV series in the seventies was the best of all of them. Brenden only liked Tobey Maguire because he was the only Spiderman he knew. Poor child, his parents deprived him of the Marvel Classics. St

I hug my arms around myself and start walking, heels crunching against gravel, the wind whispering through tall grass like it knows something I don’t. Then Headlights. They curve around the bend, slow and deliberate. The car pulls over beside me. The window slides down. A man looks out. A dark mask covers the upper half of his face. Only his mouth and eyes are visible steady, unreadable. “Good evening, Lisa,” he says. I freeze. I have never told him my name. ….. /AN/ What do you think about David?

A tap on the table brought me back from my thought, “Seems you are new here.'' he asked in a rough, husky voice, and I didn't need to be told that this man on a mask was a DOM. “Yes sir, what may I get you.'' I asked while staring at his eyes to see if I could at least get a glimpse of him, but I couldn't, due to the black mask he was putting on. “I would have said my usual, but you are new here, so just get me some cocktail.'' his voice was cold and full of command. I quickly went for his drink and came back with it, “Here it is, sir,'' I told him while placing the drink on the table.

The previous night's conversation echoed through my mind, the weight of his words casting a shadow of uncertainty over the otherwise promising morning. Despite my skepticism, a sense of gratitude coursed through me, mingling with the allure of the unknown journey that lay ahead. I hoped that this venture would shed light on the mysteries that enveloped the pack and its enigmatic world, while also offering me a chance to understand my role in this new and uncharted territory. My survival depended on Dante, I had long realized. His eyes lingered on my dress and I feared he might not like the dress, so, " You do not like this dress? I can change it" I searched his face.

Her body shivered when he saw two men thrown away and immediately fell unconscious after receiving a continuous beating from Gavin, who has now changed half of his form into the same figure as the four men. Honestly, if asked whether she was afraid or not, she would say no. Unlike the four men, Gavin's appearance made him look like a superhero in the Marvel story, Spider-Man. One of her favourite Marvel characters who has a strong sense of justice. Gavin's way of fighting made her stunned to admire the figure of Gavin who seemed to be dancing for her. The man caught his panting breath as soon as he managed to defeat the four people he was fighting against who were already unconscious, change

For five years, Seraphina Vance lived as a ghost in her own marriage. Bound to Dominic Vance, the feared Supreme Alpha of the Vance Pack, through a political alliance, she spent years desperately hoping her cold, distant husband would one day love her. Instead, she received nothing but indifference. When she discovers what appears to be another woman's lipstick stain on Dominic's collar during their fifth wedding anniversary, her heart finally breaks. Determined to leave him forever, Seraphina commits one final act of rebellion before disappearing from his life. Through an exclusive underground network, she hires a mysterious masked stranger for a single night of passion. What she neve