Spideypool Comic Novels & Stories

“Ready?” “Yeah, but we gotta get goin. I got the new Spider-Man comic from the Pharmacy the other day. The one where he fights Sandman for the first time? I wanna read that before we cut fatso Wilkins’ yard . . . ” *** before we cut fatso Wilkins’ yard . . .

he muttered before Matteo heard the beep sound of the phone, he pulled it away from his ear and looked at Stefano "This had better be worth it" he grumbled out to the man, and Stefano just smiled and clicked his teeth. "It sure is Teo" he muttered making Matteo to growl out, he was really beginning to hate that stupid Nickname. **** Spade sighed out as he got up, picking up his jacket, he turned off the laptop, closed the wine glass encasing and picked up his car keys, he walked out of the office, turning off the lights because he might not return tonight again.

Kael. The blood drains from my face, I feel it in a sudden dizziness. An ice-cold chill seizes my spine, immediately followed by a wave of glowing heat rising from my belly into my throat. My fingers, resting on the leather portfolio, freeze. Kronos Holdings. I know the name, of course. An opaque, highly profitable investment fund, based somewhere no one knows exactly where. A phantom entity we've been negotiating with remotely for months. I had never made the connection. Never had that name awakened anything in me. Kael Soren.

Damien was more laid back for his payment to do his set. “I cannot wait to hear the legend about the Shifters of Cyprus. I heard it was amazing from one of my friends who had attended this comic set before,” one of the chicks said as she was talking with her friends. Zack strained his ears, using his acute hearing to listen to the information that was floating around as he was making his way to his table. He was not going to lie about his enhanced genetics—it was awesome to spy on people without them knowing it.