Spiderman X Silk Novels & Stories

After that, it spat out four white spider silks that wrapped around Xiao Chen's hands and legs. "Unsullied Sword! Go!" Xiao Chen shouted, but the Unsullied Sword did not respond at all. It seemed the place had a substantial restriction. The Unsullied Sword had only one outburst ability to protect its master for a moment.

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.

Ashton’s POV The silk was heavier than armor. It was made of royal silver. Threads of moonlight woven into every seam. It caught the torchlight and threw it back at the room until I felt like I was glowing. Or burning. Xander had chosen it himself. “Let them see you,” he’d said this morning, fingers brushing my collar. “Let them see what’s mine.” His guard stood behind me now. Two at the door and two at the windows. Just like breakfast. Just like the garden.

The atmosphere in Mr. Sterne's room is very tense. The sky outside the window was blackened, as if depressed by the rage inside the mansion. Lilyana, a model renowned for her beauty and charm, sat with her face downcast before her father, Mr. Sterne, the most successful and respected businessman in the New York. "Lilyana Aaralyn Sterne!" Lilyana closed her eyes as she heard Mr. Sterne's voice booming throughout the room, even more so when her father said her name in full. This time, she had really angered Mr. Sterne.

He groaned in pain, screaming as Frederic motioned two men to take him to the Coroner to get him treated. “The Silent Spiders are now part of our business. We're solidly going to be their partners in their major source of wealth. Martin is the mastermind behind that, so a standing ovation would be nice.” Frederic announced as they all raised their glasses above their heads, obeying his words.

"The King isn't in Joren. And he isn't in the Prince." The ground beneath the fountain began to crack. The black oil bubbled and rose, forming the shape of a massive, rotting hand that gripped the edge of the stone. "Then where is he?" Elara asked, her voice trembling. Thomas smiled. "He's right under your feet. And he’s very, very hungry." The courtyard exploded upward. A giant, skeletal figure draped in royal silk climbed out of the earth, its eyes burning with the same black fire as the lightning that had struck Korth.

I looked like a blade that had just been sharpened. ​The Gift of the Midnight Silk ​When I finally climbed out of the water, Kaelen was waiting with a garment that looked like it had been woven from the night sky itself. It was "Midnight Silk"—a fabric made from the cocoons of the Shadow-Moths that lived in the Dead Boundary. ​It was black, but as the light hit it, it shimmered with ripples of violet and deep blue. It was cold to the touch, but as I slipped it over my head, it warmed instantly, molding to my curves like a second skin.