Spooderman Novels & Stories

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"Who are you?" A slow, devastating smirk curled the corner of his lips. "Julian," he said, his voice a deep, gravelly baritone that vibrated straight down my spine. "I just moved in next door today. Thought I'd come by and introduce myself." I blinked, trying to force my brain to catch up with the sheer presence of the man in front of me. "Oh. Nice to meet you, Julian. But... it's really late. What do you need?" I knew people didn't knock on a neighbor's door at midnight just to exchange polite pleasantries.

His hands were shoved deep into his pockets, shoulders tense. "Shit, man..." He exhaled, running a hand through his messy hair. "I don't even know where to start." Kane didn't speak, just leaned back in his chair, waiting. Spade hesitated before forcing the words out. "My girl's pregnant." Kane raised a brow. "That's good news. What's the problem?" Spade swallowed hard. His eyes darkened, full of regret.

I looked at her. She quietly said, “We cannot leave them outside.” She was right. The forest was dangerous, especially after dark. Lydia finally stepped aside. “You can stay until morning.” “Thank you.” The group entered. The man introduced himself as Rowan. The others were Kellan, Mira, Tarek, and Soren. They kept mostly to themselves, sitting near the far wall while Mara gave them food and water. I watched them carefully. One of them, Soren, kept looking at Derek.

My boyfriend had a border collie named Milo that he treated like his own child. No matter how broke we were, Milo never went without. We waited outside the warehouse club for its 10 p.m. bread markdowns, then bought Milo fresh seafood flown in that morning. We worked until conjunctivitis left our eyes bloodshot and still didn't dare take a day off, all so we could send Milo to a summer camp that cost more than three thousand dollars. I always thought Lucian simply loved animals too much, that people could tough it out but Milo shouldn't have to suffer. Until the Calloway heir threw a lavish banquet in the north end of town for his beloved pet's birthday. I snuck in hoping to take home some f

The man looked at me playfully. "I... I'm sorry, I'm looking for Dr. Spencer." The man threw out his hands and looked at me in disbelief. "Yes! I AM Dr. Spencer. You've got the right person." I looked at him, stunned. "No, no, I'm looking for Nathan Spencer!" "Oh, that's my brother, he's still in the lab working on those... hmmm... equipment potions and stuff, you know, super boring things." The man said, introducing himself, "I'm Spencer, Chuck Spencer. Nice to meet you."

Kolen was excited to explain as he came in front of his boss and Pointed at the Men on the pole. "The one in the middle is their Leader and he's named 'Spade. A very greasy name" His tone was laced with Mockery as he find the name funny for an Assasin.

Trey was seated on a leather couch in the ‘Crib’, listening to music from some of the upcoming Hip-hop rappers in the hood, as he watched two sixteen years old boys break down a a kilogram of cocaine, also called a brick into a thousand transparent bags, with the help of small digital scales. This crib he supervised was one of many that the Bloods had, scattered all around the city. Being a small man of five feet, he had always been underestimated which he used to his advantage. However, his reputation in the gang for being tenacious earned him the nickname;’Big Trey.’

I’ve been working for Beta Trevor for three years. Over that time, I’ve created spells and potions to keep his daughter, Gwen, out of trouble and keep his Alpha, Alpha Carter, unaware of what his daughter is really doing. Beta Trevor wants her to be the next Beta and if his Alpha knew what a conniving, manipulative, abusive person she was, he’d either demote her or more likely, he’d banish her from their pack.

Minutes later, Ichabod could hear a swift movement behind the shelves and out came a short man in a black tail coat and a large hat which made him look like all those wizards you see in movies like Harry Potter. “Ah! If it isn’t my old friend.” Johhny said cheerfully. “It has been a while since I last saw you. Are you having nightmares again?” “No.” Adams replied, “I would like you to meet someone.” He said, “this is Ichabod Nuel.” Johnny laid his eyes on Ichabod and scanned him from head to toe. A serious smile cracked upon his lips. “Ah. I can see you haven’t come alone young man.”