Web Of Spider-verse: New Blood 소설 & 이야기

"Your money is Steven's money, and Steven's money belongs to the Green family! Even if the police come, they can't do anything. You want a divorce? Fine! But if you think you're walking away with a dime from this family, you can dream on!" I clenched my fists tightly as I glared at their smug faces, an entire family of arrogant, shameless, and despicable assholes! I wanted to scream, to fight, to throw things, but I knew none of that would work. They were like a pillow—no matter how hard I hit, it would do a thing. Once money entered their pockets, getting it back was nearly impossible. But I wasn't about to give up just yet. They had deceived me, humiliated me, and drained me like leeches f

His wolf was clawing at the surface, trying to tear its way out of his skin. He looked ready to rip my throat out, but the moment my scent hit him, the scent of his mate, he froze. The feral growl died in his throat, replaced by a pained whimper. I didn't waste a second. I channeled every drop of spiritual energy I had, my fingertips glowing with a soft, milky white light. I pressed my palm firmly against his burning chest, right over his frantic heart. "By the Frost of the Moon, Let the Silver Be Strewn," I murmured an ancient spell, sending the cooling waves of healing power into him. "I'm here. Let it go, Lucian."

The man asked, curiosity was visible in his voice making the two women frowned, while Vanessa was just looking at the spider with burning eyes. "Take that away from me! Or better kill that thing, it's so disgusting!" She shouts at them. "Hey, you might hurt her feelings especially now that Aracni is pregnant, she might lose her babies." Hunter said and gave the spider away to the guy beside him. "Pregnant what?! So you are saying that it will release many species like her? No, starting today. I don't want to see any of those creatures in this whole organization. Try me Hunter, or else you wanted to kill me?" Vanessa asked with authority in her voice. Hunter pouted in return.

The spider from my dream—the monstrous, car-sized beast with glowing yellow eyes—was here, its massive body twisting and writhing as it emerged from the shadows. “How is this possible?” I whispered, my voice trembling. The spider let out a screech, its fangs dripping with venom. “Priscilla,” Jake said, his voice urgent, “we’ll talk about Jena later. Right now, we have a real problem.” The spider lunged, its massive legs crashing down where Jake and I had been standing just seconds before. Jake shoved me aside, drawing his blade and slashing at one of its legs. The blade connected, leaving a shallow gash, but the spider barely seemed fazed.

Vessa accepted the tool from his hand without glancing at the attendant, stepping behind me, and the courtyard went completely still. My wolf recoiled with a jarring shock against the internal suppression; my vision swam white at the edges, and I pressed my hands flat against my thighs to maintain a semblance of composure, breathing in, holding. Blood magic was already unstable, a full break at this moment in this public courtyard would end everything, and I tightened every muscle in my body to hold the storm at bay. The shears snapped open.

They had an altercation with the last King and the Vampires that were banished formed their own lands, using their powers and strength in casting curses and spells on other vampires that did not join them in their rebellion. Magical creatures that had gone to reunite then all ended up becoming their prisoners as well as their source of feeding as they were ruthless in their blood consumption. Their rage against the Vampires had helped stall time but now that they had been cleared out of the way leading to the south, it wouldn't be long now before the Vampires would come knocking for them. A warrior opened the door to the cell for him and he entered. Nova was surprised as to what his visit wa

she hissed, and the loom unleashed a wave of crimson energy that knocked Jessica to her knees. The hollowness threatened to swallow her, but Kade’s roar, Selene’s light, Lucas’s defiance, and Bryan’s quiet strength pulled her back. She stood, her spark flaring one last time, and poured it into the loom, not to destroy but to rewrite. The crimson threads burned gold, and the nexus shook, its chaotic constellations realigning into the wolf and witch. Arachne screamed, her form flickering as the loom collapsed, its threads unraveling. “This is not the end!” she spat, her crimson eyes blazing. “The true weaver will rise again!”

This is a trap. Grrrrr... A low growl sounded from all directions. Dozens of pairs of glowing red eyes emerged from the darkness, surrounding them. Grave Hounds. Revira backed away slowly, hugging Ardan tightly. "Don’t be afraid, son." The largest Grave Hound stepped forward. It sniffed the air, its eyes fixed on Ardan. The faint scent of Moon Blood was highly tempting to it. "Go away!" Revira yelled. The Grave Hound leader roared, then leaped to attack.

“Our fight continues beyond these walls.” He pulled her close, cloak fluttering in the red breeze. “Then let’s be ghosts in their lore.” She met his lips with her dagger’s promise. “No more cages.” With that, they boarded the zeppelin, engines sputtering to life, and rode into the blood-soaked sky—two souls bound by dream and wolf-blood, carrying the ember of rebellion beyond the spire’s shattered crown. Below them, the Howling Spire crumbled, its iron ribs consumed by conflagration, as the empire’s midnight passed into legend.

The massive spider slammed its body against its new impressment, only to be strong by every attempt. It noticed Olivia as the source of the mystical disturbance and spews a venomist web at her. “Rise kubwa skeletal mlezi kwa ajili ya ulinzi wetu,” Sam chanted while slamming his palms on the ground, conjuring a eight foot skeletal gladiator surging with purple fire to slash its sword through the spider’s venom. The guardian continued to pull its torso out of the ground, stretching its begs forward before pitting itself against the huge arachnid.