DivineSkies

This is something I wrote before watching Infinity War, so this story has absolutely NO SPOILERS. I may write another Peter Parker fanfic that’s more accurate to the actual plot of Infinity War, so keep an eye out for that (Just in case). As always, I very much appreciate all your support. I hope you enjoy, and have a lovely day. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~   ‘Hey, it’s Peter! Leave a message.’ You cursed under your breath at your fifth failed attempt to get ahold of your boyfriend. You were currently freaking out. In the background, your television was broadcasting all the strange events taking place. New

  You patiently made your way through the chaotic halls of Midtown High School. Hundreds of students pushed and shoved their way through the crowd in hopes of getting to their next destination on time. Your next stop was lunch. You always enjoyed lunch since you got to spend it with your best friends Michelle, Ned, and Peter.   You hoped the Peter would be more than just your best friend though. You started to fall for the web slinger in the beginning of your first year of high school. Then once you both found out about your secret identities during your brother's "internship", you two had grown really close. Minus your super-hero alter egos

  Your life has always been a roller coaster of unexpected events. Ever since you mother was killed by your father, you older brother, Bruce, decided to take you in and raise you. Even though he was old enough to do so, he wasn't exactly qualified. He was, after all, a potential threat when it came to the "other guy". You didn't mind though. Your brother was your family and your best friend. Green alter ego or not, as long as you were with him, you felt safe.   Bruce didn't though. It wasn't that he didn't want to look out for you. He very much did, you were his sister after all. He just left that he wasn't good enough to be your guardian. H

(Author’s Note: So this was one of the first stories I posted on my old account; PaintTheSkye83. I liked it so much though that I thought I should repost it. Please enjoy!)   It was another stormy night in NYC. The sound of raindrops hitting the tower could be heard throughout Stark Tower. You and all the others had already called it a night and had gone to bed. Well, almost everyone.   You layed in bed while listening to the sounds of rain and thunder coming from outside your window. You kept listening to the rain until you heard the sound of a knock at your door. You threw the covers off your body and walked over towards the door.