Peter Parker One-shots

First chapter of Something More

So, I published a new book. Since this one has so many reads, I am thinking that if I put the first chapter in here, then people would read it. Anyway, this is not a Peter Parker chapter so you don't need to read but I would like it if you did. I am still unable to write anything but this was already written so I thought I'd give you something.

Book summary: Jessica Evalyn Parks never wanted to be on the front of the newspaper, never wanted anyone to notice her, But that is exactly what she got. When you live your whole life being bounced from one place to another and hurt over and over again you pick up a few things, first off, never trust anyone, no matter what they offer.

All Jessica ever wanted was to get out and to get away from the foster system and get into a good college and get a good job and live a normal life. That all comes crashing down on her the day she saves one little girl.

She is something more. She is something more than a Human, she is something more than a Werewolf, something more than a Vampire, something more than a Witch. Her world was turned upside down and she was thrusted into a new one.

She is meant to save the world or destroy it.

She is the chosen one.

The one to decide the fate of the world.

She was changed mentally and physically from her years of pain and abuse and it may have been enough to break her, does she have more time or is she shattered beyond repair?

Will she accept what she truly is or will she reject it along with the love that comes with it?

"You try to seem like a big bad tiger to everyone else but you are really a sweet little kitten. You just need a reason to stop being a tiger, someone you can trust enough to be a sweet kitten with. You've had to fight all of your life, I think it's time you get to have a happy ending,"
~ Conner

Start of chapter:

Imagine living in a world of hope, love, and light, it pretty nice huh, well that's a lie. Everyone says how good and nice this world is. What they don't know is how it feels to be knocked around from foster home to foster home like a ping pong ball.

They don't understand what it is like to go days without eating as I do. Here I am again, sitting on the little sleeping bag in the corner of the little living room in the little-cramped house. Not knowing where I will be tomorrow and not knowing what I will eat.

Every day is a battle I have to fight and win if I want to live.

I am looking down at the worn and torn trigonometry book that is filled with my notes and highlights. I study every chance I get so I can get into college and get a job later in life. It may seem laughable how I think that with studying and working hard that I can get what I want and achieve my dreams of living a life beyond poverty. But deep down I know this is my place in life and I will never leave it.

My eyesight is blurring from staying up so late and working so long but I know I can't stop, not ever. My head is throbbing from the small cut in the back from the beer bottle that Seth threw at me when I was late getting him dinner.

I think it's funny that the state thinks it's helping us kids when they place us in these homes but to be truthful we would be better off on the streets and away from all of the adults that treat us as if we are nothing more then a slave and a profit.

I close the book with a deep sigh and shift my back and place it back in the cabinet it came from along with the flashlight. I run my hands through my hair and rub my eyes. I choke back a sob that is threatening to break through. I hate how I live life but there was no other way to live it, I am a warden of the state and thanks to them being lazy jerks they stuck me with a privet agency that the government had limited there time with.