Spiderman X Spiderman Novels & Stories

Was it possible that he was simply overly suspicious? Kathy was well-acquainted with the leaders of Spark and Nexus. The head of Spark Tech, Mr. Ian, was a dedicated fan of Marvel, particularly Spider-Man and Venom, as evidenced by his collection of Marvel superhero figurines. On the other hand, Mr. Carlisle, the boss of Nexus, although young, had a penchant for operas and often delved into discussions about concepts like "hidden greatness in the world," which tended to befuddle others. Despite their quirks, the names of their respective companies were undeniably memorable.

“They’ve been quiet for months.” “Not anymore.” “Who?” “No name—just’ The Spider.’ Only he calls himself that.” Xander pressed a finger to my lips. “You’re safe. Decided. You're mine.” I looked at him—hard, fierce. “Don’t make me question everything,” I growled. He drew me close. “I won’t. But someone inside helped him. He got past every guard. Even your personal sentinel.” A slow burn of fury churned. “They’ll pay.”

“What’s funny?” “Spider isn’t a ‘she’,” Mac explained. Curtis, Dillon, and Luke blinked, and despite the gravity of the mess, the other men grinned as they watched the penny drop. “So… wait a minute,” Luke said slowly, since it was clear that Dillon and Curtis – both of whom rarely spoke at the best of times – were struck utterly mute. “So… so… Spider is a man?” “Yep,” Mac said. “Complete and total.” “And Spider is Ace’s ex? Ex… ex-partner?”

Oh God what have I done? Xander is the best thing that has happened to me. How could I have screwed this up so badly? I have to make this right. I grab my phone and dial Xander’s cellphone number. As the phone rings in my ear, I hear Xanders ringtone and turn to see his cellphone charging on the side table. He didn’t take his phone with him.

she replied with a hint of sadistic amusement. "Ah, yes, the fear of spiders," the man acknowledged with a chilling smile that could haunt one's nightmares. "This particular breed is known as Latrodectus mactans, commonly referred to as the black widow," he explained, referring to the spiders within the case. With calculated precision, he delicately placed one upon Mr. Woods's bare chest, having previously removed his shirt.

How the hell did I end up buying Spiderman stuff without knowing? "How could Daddy not know that my boys love Spiderman?" "I don’t like it. That’s what Austin likes. Not me," the one on my right said, his brows creasing into a frown Okay. That meant left was Austin. Right was Aiden. Thank God—I could finally tell them apart at least for now "It’s alright, big boy. Daddy got a lot of toys," I mumbled, trying to calm my thudding heart as I started pulling them out—Spiderman, trucks, puzzles. And hell, the best stuff hadn’t even arrived yet.

The more I tried to be strong as his cold eyes rested on me, the more my courage eloped slowly. I peered into his eyes and the darkness in them sent shivers all over me. I shouldn't be afraid of him when my father is also one of the most powerful and I also got my wolf powers, but then, I knew better than to stand in his way. Xander isn't a mere werewolf like every other person. He has three combinations of powers in him. No one would be able to defeat him. "I asked you a question, and you remained silent." He growled, raising his brow as he stepped down from the desk, turning fully toward me.

I’m startled while I’m sprinkling some paprika on the edges of the plate and over the omelettes. “Who the hell is Drew, and why you got teardrops on your guitar?” Xander asks me with a raised brow and a very serious expression. Resting his one hand on the counter, peering down at me. Wearing only his spiderman boxers. “Timika your eleven, who is this, Drew? I will beat his ass! What’s going on here?” he says. Clearly upset, his brows in a deep frown. I am completely taken back.

Adhara, don't say that. "I have to say it, one thing I learned from the few superhero movies I know is that they have to act fairly. Parker, the Spider-Man character, didn't stop a mugger because that wasn't his problem and it was that man who minutes later, murdered his uncle for stealing a car from him or something.

I tell Kylie, stepping out of the car. “Finally. Lets go” She laughs, opening the door. We walk up to her room, opening her computer screen. “What are we watching?” I ask, sitting on her bed. “Spiderman” She smirks. Spiderman, the only Marvel movies I’ve wanted to see. Its also one of Kylie’s favorite movies. I mean, who doesn’t like Tom Holland? Only all the jealous boyfriends. “I’ll make the popcorn” I head down the stairs, checking my phone to see a missed call.