Longing for more (Peter Parker fanfiction)
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 29m
Ongoing, First published Feb 26, 2021
Mature
Aleka Tucker and Peter Parker have been best friends since they have been in diapers. They have always just been that, friends, nothing more. 
Peter has had a crush on MJ for the longest time and after the special class trip in Europe, they started dating. Aleka only wishes his best but is jealous that he stops spending time with her that much until she realizes which feelings she had for him all along. So she decides to start fake dating someone. 
Meanwhile a mystery builds up in New York and Peter is forced to investigate. 
The Adventure really begins when late at night, Aleka gets bitten by a spider...

(best friends to enemies to lovers)
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BOOK #3 He's like a storm-unpredictable and dangerous. I knew he was a sick bastard when he smiled after I hit him the first time. Annoying and obsessive, that's what he is. I sensed it early on, but I didn't realize just how deep it ran until his obsession latched onto me. Until I became the center of his world. Until he started flashing that smug, crooked smile my way. But we can't... we're not supposed to be together. We're polar opposites-existing in the same world, but never meant to collide. Yet, he's ready to tear down everything for me. But it's not that simple. My brothers are monsters. They'll kill him. And still, he doesn't care. ---- Glasses perched on his nose, calm and collected. Exactly my type. I knew he was meant to be mine the moment our eyes locked, that intense gaze pulling me in. And I'll have him, no matter what it takes-by any means necessary, even if it costs me everything. I want to hold him in my arms, kiss him until neither of us can breathe. But why is it so hard? Why does the world push back so fiercely when it comes to him and me? I want him. And I will have him.