Carnage X Venom Novels & Stories

"Shadowthorn essence and Whisperwind Venom, two of the most deadly venoms." "Huh," I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper as I looked at Dr. Halt with brokenness etched across my features. The weight of her words hung heavily in the air, and it seemed like the world around us had come crashing down. In that moment, I saw a shift in Dr. Halt's demeanor. Her gaze softened, and she began to treat me not as just a patient, but as if I were her own sister. "Shadowthorn essence is a dark poison derived from the thorns of the nightshade plant. They cause terrifying hallucinations, leading to paralysis."

The agony was absolute. I lay curled on the cold, unforgiving stone floor of the nursery cave, completely helpless. The concentrated wolf-bane poison Cameron smashed on my chest didn’t just burn. It seeped into my bloodstream, setting my veins ablaze like liquid fire. My vision swam with dark, dizzying spots. The bright, golden hum of my Lycan power—my shield and crown—had vanished. In its place was a heavy, frightening emptiness. My limbs felt like lead. I could barely move my fingers, let alone defend my people.

“God of War.” On the other end, Venom’s emotionless voice boomed. Her voice was tinged with heavy breathing as if she had been working up some sweat. Knowing Venom, Kaze knew that one of the top three killers would rather numb herself in bloodshed than engage in intimacy with men. He asked, “What’s the situation there? Why did you poison May?”

He took down a few more, but the others were relentless. One of them landed a lucky blow, slicing Venom's leg with a dagger. He growled low in his chest and gritted his teeth, the pain fueling his anger. Another intruder struck, but Venom countered with a swift bite, knocking the man crashing to the ground where his throat was ripped out. As the fight raged on, Venom noticed that the intruders were unusually strong. They seemed to be enhanced, their movements almost supernatural. He narrowly avoided a dagger thrust, his eyes widening in surprise.

I swallowed a lump in my throat, the dread clouding my chest threatening to suffocate me. “Something bad’s going to happen, Dante,” I said moments later. “You need to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere far from home. The mafia.” He stared at me for a few moments, his expression blank. “What about you?” “What do you mean?” I asked, my brows furrowed. “We’re both mafia blood, Seraph. If something bad’s really going to happen like you claim, then you wouldn’t be exempted. So,” he cocked a brow, “what about you?”

ELOWEN ~•~ Vane thrashing on the ground sounded like a dying beast. Smoke hissed off his chest where the powder from Thea's sack clung to his flesh, eating into his skin like liquid fire. He doubled over, his terrifying golden aura flickering erratically as he clawed at his chest, letting out a raw, agonized roar. "I will kill you!" Vane choked out, his crimson eyes locking onto Thea with pure hatred. "I will strip the flesh from your bones for this!"

Storm was leading another team from the opposite direction of the exit so that the two teams would meet at a certain point. Vinca was done crying. The filthy bastards could do whatever they wanted with her and then kill her. Her reputation wouldn't matter if she was dead anyway. She closed her eyes and wished for death to come quickly. **** Storm and his men had found the truck in a field. It was covered with branches to make it look like an overgrown bush. Though it was dark, his trained eyes had noticed that the bush had a weird shape so they moved closer to it. Each of them had powerful rechargeable flashlights with them but because they didn't want to announce their presence, Storm switc

His muscles coiled with tension, every nerve primed for the imminent clash that was about to unfold. The attack was sudden and fierce, a whirlwind of teeth and claws that clashed in the dead of night. The air was filled with snarls and growls, a symphony of violence that painted the darkness in shades of crimson. Ethan fought with a primal ferocity, his instincts guiding every move, every strike. He was wounded, blood seeping from his side, but his determination burned brighter than the pain.

The venom dripping from their fangs ate straight through the stone wherever it fell. These were feral beasts corrupted by dark energy, and toxic fumes filled the air in an instant. Kaelen stepped forward without hesitation, positioning his large body firmly in front of Eira. He swung his Blackrock greatsword, sending a gust of wind crashing into the lead rats. Crunch! The creatures were smashed into pulp, yet their deadly venom exploded outward at the same time. Dark green liquid splattered across the back of Kaelen’s hand. Even shielded by his earth primal power, the high-grade corrosive venom burned through his skin. Flesh split open, revealing pale white bone beneath.

Venom laced my blood, burning and burning, my wrist was burning – With a roar I stabbed the vampire clutching my wrist through the brain. Gore splattered my face, my clothes, my hair, but I hardly noticed. I levered him away using the dagger through his head, my hand slipping, my muscles weakening. He’d almost bitten the bottom half of my arm clean off.