Here is an excerpt of the up-and-coming sequel! Enjoy!
Jillian was extremely excited for her party, but more excited for the arrival of one her guests. Peter Parker. She had not seen him much ever since the incident with Octavius and Venom, and since he told her that he was secretly Spider-Man. She had become a false superhero named Diamond who got information from superheroes that Jillian would later publish. But Diamond was used by Ocatvius, and she was later kidnapped only to be exchanged for Spider-Man. Jillian later saved Spider-Man and had not heard much from him since. She wanted to talk with him--see who he really was underneath his hidden identity, get to know him.
Jillian remembered when she found out. Her career could have skyrocketed with that information. Jillian Finch could have been the one to unmask Spider-Man. She would be rich, famous--but she kept the knowledge to herself. She still wrote about Spider-Man in the Daily Bugle. She had kept the biggest secret she had ever been told. She replayed the fateful conversation over in her head:
"I wanted you to know. I trust you."
"I'm a reporter, Peter. Not a hero."
"Ever think that you can be both?"
"Easy for you to say! You are both!...I will never betray the trust between us, Peter! Never! Don't even think about it! Your secret is safe with me."
"I know it is."
Jillian smiled as she felt her mother's hand on her shoulder. Her smile showed she was happy, but her eyes were weak and lonesome.
"My little girl is growing up!"
"Oh Ma. Don't say that. It's mandatory to grow old, but optional to grow up."
Her mother gave a chuckle as she set up some alcohol for the older party-goers. Jillian sighed as she moved towards a window. Her stared at the concrete canyons of New York City. She pictured Spider-Man swinging by, posing dramatically or spiraling on his webline. Jillian blinked out of her most familiar daydream and continued to prepare for the party.
By the time the doorbell rang and the first guest entered, Jillian was more than ready to start dancing.