Twist His D Spiderman Novels & Stories

Duncan's POV The interaction with Vex pushed Dante to the surface, and he was trying to wrest control from Duncan. Duncan clenched his jaws and focused his energy inward. A growl rattled out of his chest, startling Tia, who was sitting next to him. She turned to see his iris switch back and forth between green and gray. Recognizing he was fighting his wolf, she reached out and grabbed his hand, squeezing it.

But this is not the vibe I want, so I drag Alex by his hand to the dance floor, put his hand around my waist, and ask him to follow my lead. He wants to leave, but I refuse to let him and wrap my hand around his neck while our faces are just a few inches away from each other. We lock eyes as we move our bodies to the music's rhythm, and I let out a small smile, which he returns. Suddenly, I feel a shift, and our faces start moving closer to each other. I can feel his breath on me. It definitely wouldn't hurt to just have a taste of his lips right now, so I decide to give it a shot.

She didn’t expect it perhaps. I drew closer to her, and gave her the torch. Then, I bent down a little for her to fall on my arms. She did. I lifted her with quite an amount of strength. Her weight was significant. She held the torchlight with her right hand, and her left hand was around my neck. Her left titty pressed against my chest. It was pleasantly soft. The feeling from that friction was awesome, but I didn’t allow it to interrupt my concentration. The current was turbulent, and the ground was slippery so loosing my concentration would result in something unimaginably bad.

I never imagined my disappearance could cause such a thing. "I will help you keep your secret, only if you promise to be done with whatever you are planning within two weeks," Jasper said firmly. "And then, you must get me the new model of the Spider-Man toy that just came out, and also... a lifetime supply of cotton candy." I looked at him, astonished. Jasper had changed so much. "When did you develop a sweet tooth?" I asked, ruffling his hair. "Be careful with the sweets; your teeth might hurt."

Spider wanted the big devil, and he was willing to do anything. He would make the big devil go crazy. Spider poured a glass of wine, secretly adding in a pill. He drugged the wine, steered it and handed it to Royalty. It was the second time he was drugging him. One more time_Spider grinned. And boom! The ruthless Zeus would return. Royalty accepted the wine. He gulped it all in one go, dropped the cup and demanded more. Spider smirked, filling up his glass again. " You shouldn't drink so much Zeus. Your wife might think I took you to a whore house. "

“You threw away our family.” Dorian has done the same thing too and I failed to put a stop to it. Squeezing down with the full force of my alpha’s power, I lifted his upper body slightly off the stone, with a final explosive exertion, I twisted my hands. A sharp, echoing snap reverberated through the silent throne room.

His voice, a deep but smooth sound with a slight Russian accent, shook me out of my stupor. “You and I have something in common.” It was then I saw the lines; whip lines. I had quite a few myself. His skin was not as dark as mine and they were almost silver on his skin. Before I realized it, I stepped forward and ran my fingers along one of the larger ones. His body seized up, shoulders thrown back and his spine curved away from me. Still, he didn’t move away completely. Tentatively, I reached up again and traced a few more of them.

And power. “You’re late,” he said without turning around. “I like to be anticipated,” I replied smoothly, slipping out of my coat. The dress clung to me like a second skin, black with silver stones that caught the light with every movement. He finally turned towards me,and for a moment, I swore I saw his breath seized. Good. Things are going just as planned. “Olivia?” He called out. Now i knew why his breathe seized earlier. “Oh, apologies.. you two…look alike” He said with disappointment in his voice.

I tried to cry at the top of my throat, but a little mild voice escaped from my throat. "Don't try to tell me that you are Twink..." His voice stumbled in between, I stood there, my body freezed as he has came up extremely close to me. Holding my arm tightly he pulled me closer and chined up my face with his fingers imprinting it's mark on my chin. "Do you mean that you are twinkle? My Twinkle!" He spoke with a voice full of doubt.

What the hell was I even doing? “If you're going to keep staring at me like some kind of creep. You should at least ask for permission first” he said. I was taken aback by the sudden sound of his voice. He was awake. His eyes were still closed but he could sense that I had been looking at him. He was right. I was starting to feel like some kind of creep. “It's also very creepy to squeeze the air out of me. I mean I can barely move” I retorted back. It was then that he opened his eyes. His gaze traveled down to the grip that he had on my waist.