Spiderman X Black Cat Novels & Stories

I ask, and Xander leans forward in his seat. “We believe he has come from the Nightshade Pack. He is one of the survivors.” My eyes widen. What? “Hold on, if he is a survivor, then why turn against the other packs?” I murmur to myself when the office phone begins to ring. “Venom Fang Pack, Alpha Dahlia Blackwood speaking.” I answer it and listen to the breathing on the other end. “Good afternoon, Dahlia. I wasn’t expecting you to answer your father’s phone.” I shiver at the voice. I press the loudspeaker and the record button.

Xander in the black shirt responded, "What's wrong? You don't want her anymore?" Xander in the white shirt waved his hand, and a stranger stepped out from the darkness, pointing a gun at Xander in the black shirt. A loud gun sound could then be heard. And in the blink of an eye, Xander in the black shirt fell before the man who was holding the gun. Xander in the white shirt adjusted his collar and walked gracefully toward Xander in the black shirt. He sneered, "I'll take the woman I want myself. Who are you to give me what I want?"

Jade’s yelling Kitty’s name over and over, fighting to break away. For a moment Kitty stops climbing. She looks back over her shoulder at Jade, and I can see the pain written all over her face. But the lady in black looks up at her and shouts “DON’T STOP!”, and Kitty hurriedly turns her back on Jade and continues climbing, before disappearing into the helicopter. “NO! Kitty!” Jade is yelling, his voice now hoarse from shouting. The man in black is showing no signs of letting him go, and seems to clamp on tighter as Jade struggles to get free.

Xander growls out, his voice venomous. “I’ll kill him,” I threaten, my voice just as deadly. “Not if I get there first,” Xander responds, stalking toward the two wolves that were definitely there as a distraction. They won’t last long. Xander takes the wolf on the right, I take the one of the left. My wolf smirks at me. “You the twink that mated that hot ass black chick? Wouldn’t mind using her to get my dick wet.” A malevolent grin spreads across my face. “Oh, I’ll help you get your dick wet.”

"He's so serious." Lucas chuckled. "You're not wrong." Pete overheard the conversation and immediately joined in. "That's because he's always with Park." He nodded solemnly. "The boy inherited Park's dark, complicated, and terrifying personality." Park slowly turned his head. "I heard that." Pete remained completely unfazed. "Good." Park narrowed his eyes. Pete smirked. Across the table, Ethan and Belle exchanged amused glances while watching Neo continue monitoring Amber's meal like a tiny nutritionist.

another sob left her throat "his excruciating screams still haunt me at night" She started crying hysterically when the memories of that night came into her head but Xaphan was standing unaffected by her words as it wasn't new for him. He has done worst than this in his past. He is also a monster in human clothing. Their past which is more or less the same was moving in front of their eyes like a movie.

the thug laughed, stepping closer. ​"No,"a low, chilling deep voice rumbled from the mouth of the alley. "But i Am." Xavier stepped out of the fog, his silhouette cutting through the darkness. He didn't pull out a gun. He didn't even look hurried—more relaxed. He just loosened his tie with a calm demeanour. ​"Run along," Xavier said, his eyes darker "Or stay and find out why you should'nt have messed with a Romano and known your place" He said signalling Katerina to find a hiding place to shield herself

she snarls, and the sound is sharp with irritation instead of seduction. Xander’s scent hits me a second later, cedar and bergamot, stronger than it should be because it’s laced with stress and anger. It’s so intense it makes my throat tighten with relief, because he’s here, and I’m not alone, and I’m not at her mercy anymore. “Alpha Xander Blackwood,” he says, voice controlled in that dangerous way that means he’s two seconds from violence. “And who the fuck are you?” She sneers at him.

that were drowned out in the daytime.The cat raised her nose to the sky, a kiss of dampness hung ready to meet the tender earth. She switched her tail left to right as if to rid herself of the gathering tension that came with a hunt. Moving down the cemetery paths with the slink all true felines possess, claws still sheathed, her mind surged sending tingles right to her toes."Look how feisty my little evil is," she said in a graving tone."Cruella, now come to me," her long-fingered nails raised to gesture the black cat which jumped instantly to her arms."Good girl," the woman wandered her sharp nails to her fluff and it gave the cat relaxation."Oh, I missed you too, my evil mistress," she g