Agent Venom Spider-man Novels & Stories

He then leaped into the air and punched hard on the spider's back. The spider's spine broke, and its massive body collapsed to the ground. It convulsed for a while before it finally stopped moving. Green venom was splashed all over Chase. He took a deep breath. Soft silver-white light appeared on the surface of his skin to block the venom from getting in contact. The spider's venom was quite lethal. Even Chase was unable to completely block its venom despite having strong physical defense. His skin was burned and turned black from it. Blood was even gushing from the wound.

"That was never outsourced." From the shaded top of the steps, Leander is watching both of us with his arms crossed and the particular expression of a man who has decided that commentary is more interesting than assistance. "Seraphicent," he calls down pleasantly. "You are thirty years old," I call back, still climbing, "and you are still calling your sister a villain name." "A very accurate villain name." "Bring up the spiders and I will name you specifically in my first interview as a married woman." He grins. "You cannot call arachnophobia irrational and expect —"

Third Person POV “Time for some fun guys,” Seris and Damon giggled through the mindlink. “Show him what you got guys !” Kael chuckled too. The “package” suddenly had six legs and was crawling up and down the man’s back. Needless to say the “package” was actually a spider-bot made up of silver which burnt the skin of any vampire or werewolf. The deadliest assassin in history was reeling under its effect which made everyone try hard to suppress their giggles and before he crumpled dead on the floor, he managed to wiggle out the bot out of his clothes and looked even deadlier with red bloodshot eyes.

Grace stopped crying and sneered. "Why are you all blaming me without even looking at what you've done? When Clara said she'd been bitten by a snake, you didn't believe her and called it an act. "When I said I'd been bitten, you all rushed to me and gave me the only dose of antivenom. I said I wanted the hospital, and you kept pressuring Clara to hand it over. Did you ever once ask if she was even willing to pass it to me?"

“—when I ran test on her blood and the venom, I realized that it had somehow mutated genetic—retroviral ones, cross-spliced with active lupine genomes.” His brows dipped. “English, Ashina.” I glared at him. That had been his line—back when I’d ramble about my lab work. He didn’t understand a thing but he wanted to. A tiny shard of nostalgia wedged itself into my ribs. Kael’s eyes flashed like the memory hit him too. I shoved both the nostalgia and that look aside. “It’s engineered,” I said. “The venom in the bite was altered.” Kael swore under his breath as something like recognition flickered behind his expression, and immediately pulled his phone out and began typing furiously, his jaw loc

I was more worried about the girls spotting it if Quinn made the mistake of turning around. "Why does he need the girls?" Quinn barked. "Why else would he?" The man said. "You just said it yourself that he's the vampire prince. He's a vampire for fucks sake. Young girls are fresher. Put two and two together..." I didn't wait for him to finish. I was overwhelmed with rage. Rage of the thoughts of those little girls with with the vampire. I walked towards the man and struck him across the face. Adrenaline made a human stronger. As for a werewolf like myself, I had no idea but the impact was enough to make a cracking sound.

I rubbed my baby bump and walked forward, speaking with cool detachment. When Paula heard this, her face filled with disdain as she curled her lips. "It's just a spider bite! We dealt with plenty of spiders back home. It's no big deal. "You city folks are just too soft. We're not afraid of these things." Oliver chimed in, "Exactly, quit being so dramatic. We're perfectly fine, aren't we?" I raised my voice. "But this isn't an ordinary spider. It's a Black Widow! The venom is extremely potent. If you don't get treatment immediately, you could die."

“You walk in. I’m right outside with the team. Wire. Full tactical. The second anything feels wrong, we extract.” I nod. Twenty minutes later I’m in black leggings and an oversized hoodie, Kevlar vest carefully strapped beneath, custom-fitted weeks ago when threats were still theoretical. Alexander adjusts the straps himself, hands shaking slightly. He presses his forehead to mine in the elevator. “I can’t lose you,” he whispers. “Either of you.” “You won’t.” The warehouse is abandoned, rusted metal and broken windows, the Bay lapping black and cold against the pilings. Alexander’s team is shadows, snipers on adjacent roofs, drones overhead, every exit covered.

“I didn’t know what else to tell you at the time. Had we been on the level of trust that we’re at right now, I would have eagerly told the truth.” “Are you telling me that the first time with a vampire hurts like a son-of-a-bitch?” He flashed a toothy grin that melted a tremendous amount of the tension that built up in me at the onset of the conversation. “I received a message from Intelligence that you were a target for zombism. We’ve found that the antidote to prevent the spider from entering or taking hold if it does get into its victim is best absorbed through the membranes of the anus or the vagina. So, when a woman is targeted, we have a special condom with the antidote on it. Unfo

Aries told them more and then spoke about the last time they had seen Jorogumo. “She is dangerous even if she stays to the shadows. She has a massive form. The body of a spider and the torso of a woman with venom and the ability to spew acid. I know some of you may have seen or even faced her before. She was in the valley war before the winter. She was one that escaped and clearly is exacting her revenge on us.” He looked over the group.