Twist His D Spiderman Novels & Stories

He says. "Now. I want you to get out of this car and place everything you're hiding on your body in front of you where I can see them." He instructs but I don't move. "You can move closer." He instructs into his earpiece and I instinctively look around. Flashing lights from another car appear and stops behind us. Another man with brown hair stops and moves to the back. I look between the car and the man beside me who holds a smirk. "I believe we haven't officially met. I'm the Spider." He says making my head fully snap to him.

He's all I need. "You have a very long tongue, you know?" I compliment. I turn my head around to face him. My voice sounds horrible. He grins showing those deep dimples. He sticks out his tongue and it literally curls down under his chin touching his throat! Just like VENOM! From Spiderman, lol.

He gulps and looks into my eyes, “on a date with the other Alpha.” Pyro comes to surface and shifts. He lets out a huge snarl and growls. Roars so loud the whole office shakes. “MINE! She MINES!” Ready to take off. “PYRO STAY HERE!” David alpha commands Pyro and Pyro tries to defy him. “PYRO!! Stay!! Calm down.” “Mate kiss another. I hurt. I hurt.” He cries. “I know Pyro. Patience Pup! She’ll come to you. Just wait. Shift back to Jaxxon.” David ask of Pyro and he nods and whimpers as he gives me back control.

I start to climb down, gripping the cloth rope with everything I have. Don’t look up, I tell myself. *Don’t look up.* But I do. He’s there. Peering out the window, knife in hand. And then I see something peeking from under his sleeve. A spider web tattoo on his wrist. The same one the man outside had days ago. He raises the knife. No—no, no, no He starts cutting the cloth. “Please!” I scream. “Don’t—” The rope snaps. My body freefalls.

I scream laughed in protest as he flopped me down on the couch and stared at me from the other end. "That's all you got?" I challenged immediately, jumping up for a 'sneak attack' that wasn't so sneaky. Of course even without the whole hearing people's thoughts thing Edward would have seen my attack coming. I launched myself off the couch, springing forward to grab him around his neck and take him to the ground. That was the plan at least, I got up to him but instead of wrapping my arms around him he redirected me and I was laying face first in the throw pillows on the other end of the massive sectional couch. "Ooo you sneaky bitch!" I flipped around and saw him holding his stomach as he lau

“You’re not wearing panties.” “You said there was a part two…” She grinned at Andres. Lust flickered in his eyes, like she had flipped a switch. Andres went on top of her, careful not to put his full weight on her. And the night stretched on—soft, slow, and full of everything they didn’t need to say.

From the empty bottle on the floor, I could tell he’d been drinking for a while, yet he still looked and acted sober. I gulped down my glass and let him pour another as he continued. “If your life is more messed up than mine, I may let you do your thing and pay four times the amount.” Tobias smirked. He was probably bored drinking alone and wanted something, or someone, to distract him. But I didn't care. I had the chance to earn six grand in one night, dance for this hottie, keep my pride intact, and elevate my status. That was all I cared about—me.

“Don’t you *dare*. Don’t you *dare* stand there and play victim after you spent the last ten minutes being a smug, condescending prick.” He lunged. He wasn’t a brawler; he was an athlete. The movement was fluid, economical, explosive. He didn’t reach for the pan—he reached for *me*. One hand clamped around my right wrist like a vice, twisting just enough to send white-hot sparks up my forearm. His other palm slammed flat against the island beside my hip, caging me between granite and two hundred pounds of furious muscle. “Let go,” I hissed, yanking against him. Useless.

It'll be utterly shameful if anyone sees me in this condition. The sound of applause began echoing as I hurried to clean up the mess I made in the cubicle and tried to fix my composure, fearing anyone might come at any moment. When I finally stepped out of the restroom, I accidentally bumped into a tall, familiar-looking man. A twisted expression appeared on his face with his piercing cold gaze while his thick brows furrowing. "Ugh!" "Sorry!" I exclaimed as I ran away urgently, tears streaming down my face due to the stinging pain in my chest as my cold hands trembled.

The red-ish hue showcasing that it was berserk was still present but the spider boss was now trembling and whimpering in complete and utter fear. Seeing its reaction, Kirou lowered the Demonic Spider to the ground and released it from the wire bindings. Kirou figured that even if the Demonic Spider somehow managed to escape its fear and try to attack him, he would be able to finish it off. Kirou was planning to have this spider spit up a good amount of web for it before he finished it off, so it would be a waste to just kill it now. As the Demonic Spider was released from its bindings, it did something completely contradictory to Kirou's expectations. The Demonic Spider approached Kirou and