Uncle Ben Spiderman Novels & Stories

Where would he start from? “I need her to lose this so I’ll finally have a credible reason to get rid of her and help you,” his uncle continued. “I owe you that. You can trust me. I’m willing to put the past behind us and make things better. I promise. Just tell me the truth and I’ll help you out.” Jonah nodded as he thought over what his uncle had said. He had done some messed up things in the past for dubious reasons, but since Xavier had said he wanted to get rid of Charlotte, the confessing some of them to him wouldn’t anger him as much.

Then Carlos bent down slightly, his shoulders relaxing as he turned to the little one. “How are you doing, Arnold?” His voice softened, and a rare smile pulled up at his lips. I smiled as well and offered a small wave. “Hello, Aaron. Hi, Arnold.” Aaron’s sharp eyes flickered to me, his tone casual. “Spider,” he corrected smoothly. “That’s my nickname.” I frowned in confusion. “Excuse me?” He replied with a smirk. “Carlos introduced me to you in your villa earlier. He said I was that spider who scared Spike.”

Then I see the Spider-Man costume—full mask, web-shooters, the works—and reality comes flooding back. "Jesus, Dax, what time is it?" I groan, squinting at the clock. 7:47 AM. Way too fucking early. "It's costume day AND parent's day!" He does a backflip off the bed—okay, more like a flop, but A for effort—and strikes a superhero pose. "Where's Uncle Luke?" "Probably in his room," I mutter, dragging myself out of bed like a zombie who's given up on life. "Go brush your teeth while I get him."

The sweater was too big for his 5’4” frame, the hem falling halfway down his thighs, but the way the fabric draped only served to emphasize the fullness of his chest and the soft, rounded curve of his hips. "I’m here, Uncle Noah," Orion rumbled, his voice a low vibration that seemed to settle in the very floorboards. Noah beamed, his porcelain skin glowing in the firelight. He padded across the thick rug on bare feet, moving with that natural, bouncy grace that made Orion’s blood simmer. Without a second thought, without a shred of hesitation, Noah did what he had done since Orion was a teenager: he climbed right onto Orion’s lap. To Noah, this was a family tradition,a sweet, platonic comfor

Junior had just started to grow mane and was baring his fangs’ Shadow and Ben sat smirking watching a good show. Frank narrowed his eyes at his good friend and his face bloomed with a conniving smile. “Chris, this is Uncle Ben’s mission. I am only tagging along. So, you see, there is no point in giving me choices.” Ben narrowed his eyes and knitted his brows. “Uncle Ben, isn’t Uncle Shads coming with you? So, can you let Jayden and Kayden go along as well?”

“Of course uncle how can you ask me that question after you witnessed the shame I went through. I promise I will work hard for you to help me be somebody in the future. I really don’t like this kind of life I am living, it is so lonely and boring.” When he set out to come to his uncle’s construction site he wouldn’t have imagined that it would turn out to be this good. The thought of regaining back the control of his father’s company from the stupid guy was all he could think about. “Alright, I am glad we are on the same page” Ben said. He still couldn’t believe that he was seriously offering to help his nephew who he had been trying for years to nature. “Uncle I love you so much, I have alw

Lawrence Adams, her uncle, said walking towards her with no ounce of remorse on his face. Eva knew better than to answer anything, if she thought her husband was worse then she was mistaken. Lawrence Adams was the worst of them all, ever since her parents passed away in that accident, this man had given her nothing short of suffering. “It's good you weren't badly hurt, such a shame that you had to find out in that way,” her uncle said, his voice full of mockery. Anyone who would have heard him would have mistaken his cold tone for that of concern. Eva blinked her eyes, her throat feeling like bags of sand had been dragged through it. She knew her uncle's visit was either to ask for money or

a deep, smooth voice said. I turned. And time stopped. He walked in like he owned the world and judging by the suit, the watch, and the air of calculated menace, maybe he did. He was tall, broad shouldered with dark raven hair and a razor-cut jaw and eyes that looked cold as ice He looked at me like I was dirt under his shoe. “Who…” I started. “This is Mr. Xavier Rodriguez,” Hartwell interrupted. “Your father’s best friend. His appointed heir and your legal guardian until you turn twenty-one.”

“Don’t be too naive as a woman, Kimberly. You can be kind, but don’t be stupid.” “What do you mean?” Kimberly furrowed her brow, her gaze sharper at her husband’s uncle. Damian didn’t say much but suddenly grabbed Kimberly’s hand. He pulled his body close to hers. Kimberly was shocked when Damian hugged her tightly. “L–let me go, U–Uncle!” Kimberly hit the man’s muscular arm. “Call my name, Kim,” Damian whispered hoarsely in front of Kimberly. “Don’t be ridiculous, Uncle! Let me go! My husband might see!” Kimberly said firmly mixed with real panic.

DANTE'S POV Julian was a pretty boy. He had always been but after fifteen years, he looked too delicate to be involved in the family business. I was glad Orabella was trying to make him take another path. His lashes fluttered as he looked up at me briefly. I could tell he was skeptical about living with me and I understood him. I would not welcome the idea of living with a step uncle who disappeared for fifteen years. Aldo cleared his throat. “You know the Montrelli.”