The Spider Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Just then, the spider tilts its head up quickly, “Hmm… divine power. How revolting. Didn’t we kill all the high healers related to the werewolves?” She was behind that?! Wait, we? “It seems another one of my precious prey who was released, is also in this forest.” She faces me once again, as something that looks like a smile rapidly spreads across its face. She’s going after Eldon! “If one doesn’t tell me… the other will!” The spider pivots with speed, heading into the forest at an alarming rate.

The spider is too powerful and fast, catching up to them. It directs another sharp arrow at them, this time nearly hitting Anna. “Airen, it is now or never!” She shouts. “We must find its weak spot!” Airen nods. “Hold on!” He growls. The dragon does a backflip which nearly throws Anna off but she grabs onto him. For a brief moment, they fly underneath the spider, which gives Anna a glimpse of flesh among the metal body. “I see it!” She cries. The spider covers its weak spot and hisses loudly, spitting out venom from its mouth. Some of it grazes Anna’s arm, causing some burns but she ignores them.

Shamira had apparently jumped twenty feet straight up and was clinging to a tree. "What happened?!" he asked, looking around for whatever must have attacked her. "Spuh . . . spider," she stuttered, looking around frantically. Shane and Banshee just stared at her. "Giant evil spider?" Shane asked, trying really hard not to smirk. "From space?" Banshee asked calmly, defying the rumors that she had no sense of humor. "From hell?" She looked around. Squinting, she was able to see a web nearby with a garden spider attempting to repair one of its anchor lines. "Poor baby!" she cooed as if she were talking to her grandchild. "You scared her!"

I had to try to teleport. I kept stomping as I thought of king Alexander's class. He was my safest choice but I got nothing. I tried to push myself there but still nothing. I gnashed my teeth and willed myself to move but nothing still. A spider fell on my shoulder and my anxiety took over and I was running around in a circle while trying to will myself to teleport. Maybe it had to do with the soul. I had to do something. I kept having to push off the tiny black spiders that had long fangs that magically appeared when they needed to attack. One bite and I believe I was dead.

There was even a spider about the size of a fist on the web. The spider seemed strange to Wilbur. It was black in color but radiated a white glow. That probably meant that the spider was a combination of the power of destruction and the power of the light. The spider was capable of feeding on Albus' spirit energy, causing its power of destruction to grow stronger. Then, the spider would feed on the power of destruction to convert it into the power of the light. With the spider growing from continuing to feed on Albus' spirit energy, Albus' condition would rapidly deteriorate. That was the reason he was in this state, on the brink of death.

"Why does it always have to be spiders." Kai hated spiders. Whenever Milo found one he would super charge it with his powers, making it ten times the size. This prank never ended well, and usually ended up with some poor sucker trapped in a web somewhere in the outskirts of the waste lands. Miaka sighed. "Great!" She also hated spiders with a fiery passion. The spider sat in a web a few miles to the west, so they decided it would be easier to walk or fly - rather than argue about which one would drive the shitty bus as Miaka had so lovingly named the shit heap that was the old school bus.

To this fucking mess. “Liam, please.” At that sweet plea, Spider found that he’d gone from ‘scared’ to ‘furious’, totally bypassing any and every other emotion as he did so. He stalked across the room now, flung the door open, glared at the man that he’d once offered to give up every single damn thing in his life for. The same man who had now taken every single damn thing in his life away, through sheer stupidity and carelessness and selfishness.

Rider" "Hahaha, stop struggling, the more you do that, the more my spider web warps your body. Each second it would be tighter and tighter until you die, and I don't want that to happen, why? because we have just started. I have started to play with you.

He follows my line of sight and jumps back when he sees her just over his left shoulder. “Christ!” he exclaims. His friend laughs at him and mocks itsy bitsy spider hands as he sing-songs, “Oh, the big bad spider’s gonna come down the spout and get you!” “Shut up, dick!” The first one says swatting at my friend. I jump to my feet. “Leave her alone! She didn’t do anything to you! She’s harmless.” Charlotte scurries back into her web, hiding in the narrow tunnel she calls home. The singer steps toward me and swings an arm around my waist, pulling me toward him.

As I turn to put music on I scream, jumping back and throwing everything in my reach at the fucking spider. Hell if there is one thing I fear, it’s fucking spiders. They are my kryptonite, after the devil himself laughed in my face, I fear these fuckers more. The door slams open, and I turn expecting Dave but instead, it’s the Caddel brothers. My calm only lasts a second as I see the spider move out of the corner of my eye and I scream running behind them for protection, my arms gripped onto Grayson. “Erm, what the fuck?” He looks at me confused.