Eddie Brock X Venom Novels & Stories

Then all five chanted, “We are brothers by choice, blood has brought us together and holds us strong. Brothers we are and brothers we will always be.” Raven stood back and listened to the men. She knew they had a strong bond but the words and the feelings behind their vow touched her deeply. These five men were more than a family. She looked at Yuri and knew he would stand with the others and if someone had taken her she knew the others would fight beside to bring her back to him, the same as they all stood now to bring Pepper back to Mikial. She shook her head and had no sympathy for the likes of Timothy Flynn or Leon Knight. In fact, if she had any say in it, those two men would be left br

"You're pretty damn lucky! I set a venomous snake on you and even took your antivenom, but you still didn't die! "Why won't you just die? Die already! Die!"

Brock groans, his jaw clenched so hard, I worry that it might shatter. Rope after rope of cum fire from his pulsing rod and I jerk him right through the release as he makes a mess of us. It hits him in his stomach, my boobs, my face and even the ground. When he’s fully spent, he tosses his head back, his hair sweaty and jaw slack with relief. Surprisingly, he begins swelling in my grip again, ready to go for round two. “Hold on, we’re about to get you guys out.” The voice comes from outside the elevator and has my eyes growing wide. Hurriedly, I push to my feet and arrange my dress while Brock tucks his cock away and zips up.

Third Person Point of View Gerald and Gary thought they'd misheard. Murder? Before they could react, Zachary punched them. "You monsters! I'll kill you today!" Fueled by rage, he slammed Gerald to the floor, raining blows with unrestrained fury. Gary rushed forward to intervene, but Zachary's kick sent him crashing into the corner. Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. Eventually, the police stepped in and dragged Zachary away. Only then did the brothers exhale in relief.

"I love it." There was a moment of shared and entirely unhinged contemplation between them. The kind where both of them were thinking the same chaotic-evil, savage, lowkey-iconic thing and neither one was responsible enough to talk the other out of it. They were in villain-arc. They understood the assignment. Their brainrot was the drama and the drama was theirs. "We play Anti-Cupid," Enzo announced, grinning in the deranged, feral, mission-mode way that preceded every truly unwell decision he had ever made. "We sabotage the whole thing before it becomes a war. Little brother."

Cam’s possessive answer sent a shiver through her. Brock’s right hand came up. He outlined her lips with a languid sweep of his thumb. He brushed it just far enough inside her mouth that the wet rim of her lip dampened the pad. He hissed when she darted her tongue and licked it. “Ever had a black man, baby?” “No.” “You know what they say…” Brock laughed and ignored Cam’s warning growl as his hand followed the line of her throat to her shoulder. He gently pushed until she fell to her knees.

“I told you you'll regret this… back at mission killing Teddy.“ “Damn! You've killed Teddy?!“ asked Venom. “Why the fu*k are you pretending like you don't know?!“ Raven was angrier than a hungry man now. “I do know that's it's remaining only two of your step-siblings to murder—Nora Waxson and an unknown male. Do you mind telling me who the other person is?“ Venom asked with a smug smile, and Raven felt like killing him more than anything. “I would like us to talk,” said Raven. “Privately.“ Venom nodded and looked back at the guys. They all walked out of the room after that. “I'm listening.“ Raven looked at the door as if to see if any of the guys were still there. Then he furiously punched V

"We should probably talk about this." I looked up. Brack had moved and now stood close to me. "Don't you dare tell me you didn't order me a vibrator. Don't you fucking dare." I pushed a few items aside and searched around on the bottom. Nothing. "I. Will. Kill. You." The asshole smirked. "No, you'll improvise." He had to be kidding. "Improvise?" "There is every shape vegetable on the planet in there. One of them will surely do."

“For what?” Brock’s eyes flicker to mine, then back down to the table in front of him. “Breeding.” “Oh, what the fuck,” I spit, shoving back in my chair as my wolf surges forward with a growl. “That’s fucking sick.” “Tell me about it,” Brock grumbles. Theo snatches the paper from Jax, staring down at it angrily. “We’re gonna get him. That bastard is gonna pay for what he’s done.”

I won’t apologize for enjoying it. Drake picks up a knife and begins sharpening it slowly, letting the sound build tension. Edward holds his breath, watching that blade like it might decide his fate all on its own. I walk over and take it from Drake’s hand, winking at him. “Drake, get me the hose. Ben, the wolfsbane.” They nod and move into action while I step toward Edward, smiling. Sweet and fake. “So, Eddy. Who were you working with?” He rolls his eyes.