Superhero Spider Novels & Stories

"Peter Parker?" "Spiderman doesn't work only at night, let's try Batman." He clamped his mouth on the spoon, goofily and winked. Darren here was different from Darren at school, here there was no pretenses and we could be our silly selves. No Amanda, no friends, no stupid deals, just us. I liked that way too much than I should have. "Clark Kent?" "No, that's Superman." He barked out a laughter that rumbled in his chest. "Did you never read comic books or watch superhero movies, like ever?"

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.

Maybe someone could even turn into an otter or a sewer rat. “We have to fight them,” Damian said grimly. “There’s no other way but straight through their nest. And you know the best part?” Fredrick muttered, “What?” “They have a broodmother. Her legs are sticking out of the cave entrance. They’re three times bigger than a normal spider’s.” Of course, the spiders had a leader. They would not move in such coordination without a mother. As far as I remembered, spiders were solitary creatures. Some even ate their own mothers after hatching, then scattered and lived alone. That was why each spider had its own web.

“Yours and those of millions of other girls. Thor and Captain America are two of the Holy Chris Trio of MCU.” “The what?” “The Holy Chris Trio. You know, Chris Evans, Chris Hemsworth and Chris Pratt.” “Oh! Oh wow! Mind. Blown. Why haven’t I noticed that before?” “You’re part of the club, Kate. You officially have a thing for wide-shouldered, tiny-waisted and muscle-bound superheroes.” “I do?”

THEODORE The air outside was cool as I walked with Leo around the park. The stupid bodyguard Rhonda had made sure to follow us was behind, watching our every movement. It annoyed me so much that Rhonda thought I couldn’t protect my own son. “Daddy, what will you get for me for my birthday?” Leo suddenly said. A wide smile spread on my face as I looked at him. “What do you want, boy?” “A Spider-Man suit!” he beamed.

It was Dragon, my second in command. “What?” I answered “Spider is awake boss”. The news came to me as a shock and for a long time I felt happy that I wasn’t going to lose my men. I gave my assurance and rushed off to the hospital to see him. The moment I got in the nurses showed me to where he was kept. Spider had really laid his life to protect my son and from the bullet holes wrapped with large bandages. I pushed the door open to see him watching the news. “And there lies my hero”. I smiled as I shook him on the other arm.

I knew he must have seen me from the camera "Boss," Spider greeted turning to Mason and Ryan. "Hey guys, been a while," Spider smiled. Something he rarely does. I stood still, watching as he exchanged handshakes with my friends "How is she?" I asked Spider as we made our way into his house "Weak, she still isn't ready to say a word," Spider said and I nodded, making my way toward his stairs "Let's see how long she can keep quiet," I pulled out my phone, swiping through the video that had his twenty years old brother walking out of his apartment where he schools in Spain

Before Frank could speak, Moxxi answered, "We know our chief very well even if others don't. The only difference between him and superheroes is the red underwear, and it's only natural he refuses to allow any nonsense to happen where his light touches—right, dear leader?" Frank rolled his eyes at both Moxxi and Jada—those two could really be a handful on occasions. Hana Pearce came up just then. "Superhero? What superhero?" "Exactly the one you're thinking of!"

It wasn’t like when Steve Rogers suddenly become Captain America, it was more subtle. "You're using marvel movies as a reference?" Orlando laughed. "It's the only thing I can compare it to. Maybe it's more like how Peter Parker suddenly gets a six pack after becoming Spiderman? "Just don't mention this to Cyrus or Kane, they're nerds and they will love it that you compared them to superheroes." Orlando joked. Ariel looked different too, healthier, her hair was even more red and she had this glow. Or maybe I was just madly in love. But she still wasn't fully healed.