Black Cat Vs Venom Novels & Stories

I turned around and saw one of the creatures of darkness smiling, licking its claws filled with my blood. “Damn it!” I exclaimed, grabbing the creature by the head, crushing its skull, and throwing the body onto the witch, pushing them both away. “Cowardly witch!” “Oh, little wolf, don't be like that. I won't be naive to face you alone,” she laughed, seeing me injured. “Looks like it hurts. Manticore venom is extremely potent; your organs start melting, causing your slow and painful death from the inside out. Isn't it fun?”

Clyde explained. Demetrius slowly smiled. "Is that so?" Demetrius thought and smiled even more. "I see" Demetrius laughed. "I'll let you two live this time" Demetrius stood up and walked away. Bonnie and Clyde released a huge breath of relief at that. "That was close." “Black Venom” Is the only rival to Aurelio's clan. They're just as big and as powerful as them and that makes the mortal enemies. The clan is led by Demetrius.

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.

The museum lobby, a stage not long ago a tapestry of extravagance and power struggles, had now become an arena where modern technology clashed violently with primal rage. Preston Vance, the monster utterly consumed by the "Corrupted Bloodline," let out a deafening roar. His massive body, composed of black carapace and twisted flesh, slammed into Catherine like a runaway battering ram. The Italian marble floor beneath his feet cracked inch by inch; the pure power, derived from the Council's dark alchemy, was enough to level a wall.

The Black Mamba's body writhed violently before going completely dead. The toxic beast that had claimed countless lives for the Cassanos was finally dead. Seeing her beloved pet slaughtered, Caroline went feral. Snatching a jagged bottle off a table, she lunged at my face like a maniac. "You bitch! You killed my snake! I'll kill you!" This time, I didn't dodge. I grabbed her wrist, twisted it hard, snatched a bottle of high-proof vodka off the table, and splashed it right onto her neck!

] "Then what am I?" [You're mutated because you were in close vicinity. Since your body was close to the virus, you have much more of it entering your body than anyone else. You should have turned into a Zombie, but because of the new tattoo from the master, all it could do was just change your body a little.] "So you're telling me that me attacking my lover and attempting to drain him of his blood is a little change?" [My apologies Host, but yes. Your anatomy was changed so that you can only live off of human blood instead of water and food.]

Then he unsheathed his weapon, a sword unlike any I’d seen before. Its steel was dark, almost black, and from its blade coiled tendrils of smoke, inky and alive, as though it breathed, enchanted, surely. I didn’t know if the others saw what I did, but to my eyes, it pulsed with a forbidden magic. The duel began. Alpha Thorne attacked first, striking with the fury of a pack leader defending his people. His movements were sharp. But Xareth barely lifted his blade. He sidestepped each strike with effortless grace, like a predator toying with prey. His expression never changed, very calm. And that calm was more terrifying than rage.

It seemed like he was provoking the man even more, as his teeth gritted and he threw a punch at Daniel. Daniel quickly dodged it, but then the other vampires rushed toward him. There were six of them in the room and more outside. I didn't know if Daniel could handle all of them, as he seemed to be struggling already, having taken down only four so far. I couldn't help him; I was taken aback by their strength and the brutality with which they killed each other. They acted like wild beasts, tearing and snapping each other's necks. Dust filled the air as heads were severed, the quickest way to kill creatures like them.

It then stepped towards the human enemy to finish it but suddenly stopped on its feet when. Something's wrong with the human body! It was enveloped by black thingy. The Noble Rat immediately back stepped. It could feel his life was in danger. The Noble Rat seemingly made the right decision. After it backstepped, from its supposed position, where it was standing just a moment ago, had now scratched marks of claws. The Noble Rat stared at the enemy in puzzlement. Yman's body was enveloped by black mana as he was slowly pushing his body to get up.

Mark's eyes widen when he saw the different look I have on my face now whenever that darkness inside me, is in control right now. "Well you asked for it." I replied back and then grabbed his pinky finger and ripped out its nail by using the pliers. Mark screamed out in pain and I laughed out loud. "Next time you thought of trying to destroy me, I'll pull out our teeth with this. But too bad, there won't be a next time for you mark. Consider this a farewell warning for you to hell." I grabbed his second last finger and ripped out its nail while he shivered uncontrollably and screaming out loud.