Bane Vs Venom Novels & Stories

He didn’t look away from me. Until Lucien stepped forward with a syringe. Black. Iron. Thick as my wrist, filled with a pulsing red-black liquid that glowed like it had been distilled from suffering itself. Voidvenom. I didn’t know how I knew the name, but I did. Every nerve in my body screamed no. “Don’t.....” I rasped, but my voice broke halfway. Lucien shoved the needle into Zane’s throat. The plunger hissed. The venom surged into him with a cruel hiss of steam.

I chuckle darkly, hearing Bane purr in delight, ready to fight and tear apart anyone who dares to harm our family. 'You're sadistic,' I laugh at Bane, watching him launch at the lycan warrior, digging our claws into his abs, completely eviscerating him. 'They follow that lunatic, they deserve pain,' Bane growls, I roll my eyes watching him catch the next lycan by the throat, and flipping him onto his back. 'Focus on the fight, we need to take care of Sasha, she's got more power than the rest and she will hurt Raven and Liliana,' I focus on dodging the giant set of claws that barely miss our face but still manage to rake across our shoulder.

Kylan was still in his Lycan form, pinning the vampire to the ground, but the pale figure thrashed wildly, a manic smile twisting across his face. “Come on, Lycan. Let’s make this fun.” My heart lurched as I saw the vampire’s hand swipe across Kylan’s side, a glint of metal on his fingers. No. Bane. A deadly substance for Lycans, and it had sliced right through Kylan’s flesh. Burning it. “Kylan!” I screamed as he staggered, blood pouring from the wound. Without thinking, I grabbed the nearest thing, a broken chair leg, and charged at the vampire.

I raged, refusing to take this insult. Now I was fired up. I got to my feet and said, pointing at Bane, who was cracking her knuckles restlessly, "If someone's going to be leaving this forest alive, it's going to be me. I'll make sure I end you, you abomination." "That's every Ivy's middle name. Abomination!" She grinned, springing her claws out, ready for the fight. Since that's what she wants, then she's going to get it! With speed, at the same time, Bane and I charged at each other, running our claws and fists at each other.

It caused Vane to turn his head in response to the attack. The vampire laughed as he removed a single drop of dark blood from his lip. His jaw's bruised skin started to heal itself in an instant. Vane mocked his opponent for hitting hard but he still remained a person composed of flesh and bones. Vane lunged again. The fight transformed into a frightening and violent sequence of fast-paced action. Dante faced his ancient enemy while he fought without his Moon-steel broadsword through direct combat. Vane received damage from Dante's legendary Alpha strength but he recovered and responded with more powerful attacks after each of Dante's bone-breaking hits.

He smiled at the old hermit and said, "Sir, please come with me. Leave this to Adrian and us." The old hermit shook his head. "Though I’m seriously injured, I still have some fight left in me. Blood Banes are powerful. The more people fighting them, the better. I can't just—" Boom! Boom! Boom! Before the old hermit could finish, a series of explosions echoed from the sky. Following the arrival of Adrian and his men, it seemed the Blood Bane had sensed danger, and it became much more violent than when they fought the old hermit. It churned and roiled, forming blood-red beams that hurtled toward Adrian and his group.

It tried to swallow him whole, but Asher prevented its mouth from closing with his legs. Impatient, Evelyn sent the twelve beasts that had been circling him. Asher dispatched them through sheer strength. Finn avoided them by swerving and swaying and stumbling. “Alright, Finn, let’s see you fight this.” Evelyn unraveled the bandages around her gigantic, revealing that it was not made of metal but made of gold with spikes instead of a flat blade. It ran down until its hilt. “This is another trump card that I trained with. It was hard to train, but now it's finally obeying my commands."

I even heard the danger in my voice. Bane’s eyes flashed red. He clearly did not appreciate my unintentional eavesdropping. Too fucking bad. He could not do anything else than what he tried next. He actually tried to spit at me, but it was easy to dodge. What the fuck? Was he truly that much of a damn baby? All the fucker did was anger Imeela. She grabbed an injection from the rolling table. We had Dante and Ziyah make the vampire equivalent of his special wolfsbane injections. The reaction was brutal and had been tested out on the succubus and her partner.

My throat tightens. He leans forward, an evil smirk tugging at his lips. “An enemy of your family, but I can be your ally.” “I’m still an Azaeres,” I mutter, clinging to the last pride I have. He chuckles, low and sharp. “Doesn’t matter, we both want one thing—vengeance. Help me destroy your family, and you’ll have your revenge.” “And if I don’t?” His eyes darken. “You are weaker than they thought, then. I don’t plan to set you free whether you cooperate or not,” he says, rising, towering over me, already walking away.

Not from shock but from something that tingled in her stomach. This wasn’t how vengeance was meant to feel, but she couldn’t control what was going on inside her. The battle raged like a never ending storm, screams echoed from both rogues and Nightfang. Aria was already feeling it in her bones, she was panting but she didn’t stop. This was for them — Silvermane, her pack, her family, her heritage. Every swing of her sword was fueled by memories of all she had lost. Suddenly, a brown fur dashed passed her. It was Riven, one of Kael’s top guards in full wolf form, clashing with a rogue twice his size. Aria stepped in, slicing through the back of the rogue, just in time to buy Riven a second of