Black Cat Venom Novels & Stories

He asked this question quite slowly but lethally that was burning my heart. Just like I expected, he is not the person I saw years ago. His years are dark just like his soul. Venom was filling up inside me just by looking at his face. After what he had done, I want him gone. "Definitely better than you Azvameth," I replied but he kept smirking.

When she didn't say anything, I decided to state my reason for been here. "I want you to extract my venom Ashley, you think you can do that?" I'm not even sure that's possible. My estranged sister and I are the only vampire who has venom capable of killing another vampire if we decide to push it in while biting so I've never heard of someone extracting poison from a vampire before.

"Don't ask me anything now, Jas. He had consumed two vials of bright ashes. His heartbeat was getting low. Do something. I can't afford to lose him." Her eyes widened at my panicked voice. "Bright ash is the most powerful venom used to kill vampires! … It was very so rare venom. There was no antidote found to that. But I was taught to slow down its effects. I need some quartz, clear coal and some medicinal herbs. Close the curtain of this room and keep the room as dark as possible. Darkness always reduced the effects of the venom." I used my powers to bring the thing she asked outside the room. She looked at them in wonder and I let my darkness guard his room. I could see everything very cle

she asked, her voice tinged with a mix of curiosity and concern. The devil paused, choosing its words carefully. "The curse of the black mamba turns its victim's own life force against them," it explained. "The afflicted person becomes a vessel for dark energy, and their aura is tainted with malevolence. As a result, they become susceptible to the influence of evil forces, and their powers become uncontrollable."

His arms crept around Caitlin, his anchor to reality, his bridge from his lost past to the present. Caitlin responded at once, so in tune with him she needed no second hint. She leaned into him immediately, flooding his mind with warmth and soothing comfort. "There is a root," Kendalf explained. "One can grind it into a fine powder, mix it with two types of berries and sage. It is boiled until it becomes thick, all liquid evaporated, and the remaining gel is then mixed with the venom from a tree toad. I am positive the vampire is using it. The recipe is an ancient one and lost to all but those of us who studied alchemy and black magic. I know of only two others besides me who would have this

Sly fox flinched away from the weapon even though his reaction didn't translate into the actual movement because his whole body feels numb and breathing was becoming more difficult. " You see this, I coated it with the venom extracted from a spider, the Black widow species. One thing about this particular venom is that it strikes your nervous system causing painful paralysis like you are feeling right now and it slowly spreads across your system eating up at your body tissues till it gets to your heart and lungs and death is imminent, " Poison regaled her captive audience as if she is in one her classes lecturing her students, her excitement obvious in her voice.

Hellcat was using knives because she was practically perfect in using it just like Scar who was using knives too. Her nails are typically long and dangerous since it consist of ten different poisonous substance.....but she mostly use it on their victims. Though they all use guns too. Blaze was using the weightlift on his own. Venom was busy resting on a Massage table. Just then onyx came in breathing heavily... "Why are you just coming, Late comer!" Venom asked raising his head. "Gosh!" Onyx exclaimed. "Let him be vee, he's always late!" Blaze chirped in.

He pulled out a small, iridescent silver vial and smashed it directly against my chest. The glass shattered, and a viscous, emerald-green liquid exploded across my skin. The agony was instantaneous and absolute. It wasn’t just poison. It was a strong, ancient strain of wolf-bane. This brew used dark magic to target the Lycan bloodline directly. It felt like liquid fire was being poured into my veins, melting my muscles and scorching my very soul. I let go of his throat, collapsing backward as the world began to spin out of control.

Yet everybody I had met since leaving had been so sincere and helpful. A strong pain hit me and I whimpered. Gerwulf raised my arm and I saw that my veins had begun turning black and the wounds from the bite was now seeping a thick tar like substance. He placed a small pail underneath my hand as he continued holding onto my arm. "Venom," Gerwulf mumbled to himself as he watched my arm start to turn black. "It's how a vampire marked their meals and mates. Sort of like how a wolf scented their's."

Venom was feeling unbearably burdened due to the attack of the chronic poison on his body, so he was too occupied to hide his scent when he came back to the cave behind the small falls. The great black wolf’s inverted orange pupils flashed brightly as he jumped directly straight to the curtain of water from the shore with a simple push of his strong limbs. The sudden appearance of a huge black wolf with shiny fur startled the meditating Venom into stopping his recuperation and stepping back in a defensive stance. Samel’s inverted pupils sharpened as soon as he entered the cave. There is still the residual scent of his young girl in this cave, and the murderous intent in his heart rushed to t