Carlton Drake Venom Novels & Stories

If it landed, it would kill him. A twisted mix of dragon and vampire energy crackled around Zane like a storm. He wasn’t a pure dragon. That meant only one thing—he must have injected the serum created by Alpha Kevin’s gang. My heart pounded in fear. And then—Drake vanished. In the blink of an eye, he reappeared above Zane, his semi-shifted claws glowing gold as they slashed downward. Zane groaned, blood sputtering from his mouth as he staggered back.

Every fire had a unique smell of the dragon and he may not know the smell of every dragon but he knew his uncle’s even when asleep. “It was all Vaerik’s doing” the name came out like a curse and Drake shook in disgust that that monster was biological related to him. Elaina didn't doubt him, it could only be him. How despicable could one be? Drake turned his gaze to the ruins and he said with tears streaming down his face like a waterfall, “They didn’t stand a chance even though I know they had put up a good fight. It was too unexpected, too well planned…,” he muttered.

He had me on edge and that’s a feeling I don’t know how to process. “You know how everyone’s celebrated Lola’s bravery? How she fought the guy that climbed the pole,” he said, rubbing his forehead. I nodded. “Well Drake tore him to shreds. Nothing but a pile of bones and guts. Nothing new for the combats but… His absence is missed, greatly,” he said. Aw fuck. Those assholes at Venom likely have a ton more females they’re hiding. More than just the ones they put up for the contests. Everyone knows it. They usually put up the prettiest ones they think will attract the most men, get them the most money.

Drake has officially been announced as the beta of the Crescent Moon pack. Drake kept his hand in his pocket. He raised his other hand to feel his split lip, then took out a cigarette from his pocket and held it between his teeth. He ignited it and inhaled deeply. Then he noticed Elena, who was standing with Veda opposite him. The blaze in his heart faltered. His pace diminished. His body halted in mid-step. Drake’s heart thumped like drums in the wilderness. His perceptions intensified. The wolf within him acknowledged her before his human intellect could comprehend.

Drake Valentino also came out, his dress left Evelyn drooling, he is cladded in a black shirt that revealed his stone muscle and his six packs stood corporately in the black shirt. He wore casual black pants and his hair was combed back neatly. Drake also stares at Evelyn, the hint of jealousy shows on his face, seeing Evelyn dressed like this he knows she was going out and other men would see her cleavages, he totally felt jealous. "You should close your mouth!" Drake mocked and Evelyn chuckled, is he being serious right now, why the hell would she drool at him, a moron… not of course. "Why would I drool on a moron" She replied and a hint of hurt flash in Drake's eyes, all she could think o

He patted Carl on the shoulder, and said, "I haven't become so ungrateful that I'd kill my own people for thirty million. Carl, I'm taking you to the hospital now. Leave this place to the rest." Carl was overjoyed, and replied, "Thank you, Mr. Drake! You're so loyal! I'll remember your kindness for the rest of my life!" "It's nothing. Don't worry about it," Drake said with a smile, pushing Carl toward his subordinates. Suddenly, Drake pulled out a knife from his waistband and drove it straight into Carl's waist. "Argh!" Carl's scream was muffled as several people held him down. Drake swiftly delivered a second, fatal blow to Carl's throat, causing blood to spurt violently.

My throat itched and my vision blurred a bit by the abrupt development. We neared his location, about a mile out from the border, to find him lying lifeless on the ground, his skin clammy, with blood trickling out his mouth and nose. Three darts stuck out of his shoulder, arm, and leg. I checked his breathing, and the distinct scent of decay setting in drifted into my nose, alerting me that we were too late. I ripped one of the darts out with my mouth and smelled it. Wolfsbane.

The communication was broken off and the captain switched back to her backup. "Subject's been compromised. Wait for my signal. I'm going in." With that, the captain advanced towards the door and stood on one side. She waited. If the delivery guy had ratted her out, whoever was inside would make a run for it. Or, maybe his mic was broken but that was highly unlikely, considering where the APD gets most of its gadgets from. Carter Laboratories or CarterLabs for short. The most successful and biggest research facility in all of Georgia, run by none other than Dr. Carter Hall and his partner, Dr. Katherine Patterson.

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.

Charlotte gulps and looks at Theo’s terrified face and Azraiel’s scared one. “What is it?” Charlotte asks Katya as she stands up, grateful for Azraiel’s arms around her. Katya looks at Azraiel and then at Charlotte. “It-It’s Wolfsbane.”