Carlton Drake Venom Novels & Stories

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself. "I heard you!" He yelled grinding his teeth to keep it low. "So spit it out before I do something which a gentleman shouldn't do!" His eyes warned her along with his words. Carla is beauty without brain and is a scaredy-cat and Drake knew it very well. He knew that if he scared her a bit more she would spit out everything which she has been hiding. So it was easy for him to handle her. "Are you going to open your mouth or I may use vio-"

Venom ~ I am fuming! She just fucking rides off? Flipping me the bird? She can’t see I’m trying to protect her? If this kid is the Colonel’s son.. then something is in the wind.. Especially with them trying to take her! FUCK! I walk back inside their clubhouse and Axe tells me “Kid’s name is Drake Slate.. definitely Richard’s son.. Guess it’s time to lean on him hard and find out what he knows. Where’s Laney?”

She craved to be chosen openly, shamelessly with no hesitation. When he entered her life, he gave her exactly that, intense affection, gentle touches, long conversations, and a kind of desire she had never known. For a sheltered girl who has always felt invisible, his warm affection always felt like a light at the end of a tunnel. But behind the desire lay something heavier. His temper, his violent stories, the weight of his complicated past, and the quiet way he consumed her emotionally began to drain her. Torn between the only man who made herpersonal story about the dangers of being intensely desired and the courage it takes to choose oneself over the person who makes you feel everyth

I smile at her and get up to go close the door behind her before answering. "Scarlett?" I hear her snort on the other end of the phone and my heart immediately races, what's going on? "Scarlett, say something. " "Drake has lost the use of his legs. " My legs start to shake and I collapse without even realizing it. With my hand over my mouth, I stifle the sob that wants to escape my ribcage. "Is this final?" I stammer. I mean did the doctor say he won't be able to walk again? "

Drake tells me catching my face, his own emotions plastered all over his face I feel a warm wash of water flow from between my legs followed by more pain, drake looks down and his entire body freezes, “CARON CARON I NEED YOU CARON! He screams, i look down and realise im covered in blood, my own thoughts freeze, it was so much, it was everywhere and more was spreading out over the bed and dripping of the edge, drake turns, opening the door for a tired looking caron and a frantic looking fiona, as both of them see me they stop looking to each other then back to me

Angel then disappears from in front of him. Drake then pushes forward out of the little crater and into the air. He is now pulsating with great power. He starts to glow an eerie red and black color. The power makes a giant red sphere around him. When he breaks out of it he has been transformed into a giant powerful jet black wolf with blood-red eyes. He then starts his brutal attack on the Whitlock monsters. All the while hearing his master explain their story.

And the most cataclysmic thing was, I was not afraid of having witness Madeline's murder. Yes it left an impact on me, I still shivered whenever her dead lifeless eyes drifted in my vision but.. I was more scared of Marienne. As soon as the the police enquiry session had come to an end, I ran straight to my flat, brought out my laptop and tried to find as much as information I could manage about them. And what I found about them wasn't shocking but still, it chilled me to the core. Marienne Carlisle Victor. A French-American businessman, who is best known for his ruthless statistics and strategies in the corporate world. Devilishly handsome looking but taken from at the age of 19. Well known

Winona stopped. Her expression darkened, and she snapped. "What are you talking about? 65 ounces of blood, and he's dead? That's absurd. And that blood isn't even his." Colby trembled. "But Mr. Wilford has been through back-to-back surgeries. His body was already compromised. His veins collapsed at 27 ounces, and we kept drawing until 65…" "Enough!" Winona cut him off, her voice rising. "Colby, the longer you talk, the more ridiculous you sound. You've worked for me for five years. Don't you dare take his side and lie to my face. And don't you dare curse him like that."

cried Mars, in a voice that frightened everyone, as his black veins reappeared and his lenses became very dark. But Darkle, not afraid, held his hand to do their job, they pulled out an old woman who was terrified Mars' eyes became red and black as he stared at his frightened companion Can he face an entire herd? “I am ready to kill your flock one by one for my companion, and you are the first, do you know this?” With a hiss, he said, taking slow steps towards Darkle, who was staring at him coldly

My venom, which should have been bringing him to his knees, was mingling with his blood. Dulling the pain and slowing the bleeding. He stared at me, bewildered. Your venom. It's healing me. That's— That's impossible. I said weakly, but with wide, disbelieving eyes. My venom is meant to destroy. So why? Maybe not with me, he suggested. His hand found mine, and heat racked through us like bolts of electricity, wild, unfamiliar and alive. The surrounding air thickened, charged with something I couldn't name. Drake studied me, his voice quieter now. You did well, saving that child.