Eddie Brock X Venom Novels & Stories

Chapter-96 (Brooke Baldwin) Brooke Baldwin had treated himself and planned to get his revenge on Eddie and his team. Even though Devoe who killed his friends is dead, he still wants power just to get rid of Eddie and his team. He has grown so much hatred in his heart for them and has taken it upon himself to monitor each of their movements to know more about them, their weaknesses, and any other things he didn't know about them.

Another world that I did not know. "It seems like she will die soon," the shrill voice cried. " This is the beginning of war. I would definitely kill those bastards that turned me this way! Let my soul sleep, and a demon rises. I was locked in the cell for a very long time. It seemed that the vervain would very soon mix entirely with my blood. And if that happened, I would breathe the last page of the book of my life very soon. "Take her out. She's definitely a fugitive, but she's still a vampire," Brock ordered. Disdain was written all over his face, and he looked at me with contempt, his mistress being a few meters away from us.

Venom's cold gaze skimmed over Velia and Hardin before locking onto Pedro. Pedro’s smirk faltered. “Venom…” he stammered, his confidence wavering. Venom’s lips curled into a chilling smile. “What were you planning to do with them?” His voice was low and dangerous. Pedro swallowed hard, fear flashing in his eyes. “I don't think you'll care once you hear what I have to tell you,” he said quickly. Venom’s expression didn’t waver. “Speak.” Pedro stepped closer, whispering something in Venom’s ear. Venom’s frown deepened as his gaze shifted to the two siblings.

Emmy POV I scream feeling Bram’s weight on top of me. I bring my legs together, holding them firmly in place as best as I can. Bram’s hands continue to roam my body, leaving bruises everywhere he grabs. “You will submit, my dear. Struggling will only make it worse for you…and for our audience,” he whispers in my ear, drops of spit hitting my face and neck. Vincenzo is screaming and threatening Bram from the opposite side of the room. I need him. This can’t be happening.

Ezra buckled forward. “What’s wrong?” “Venom…” he winced. Three nasty claw marks were made on his side and blood oozed out of his back. “Ezra it doesn’t look good. Get in the car.” “I’ll be fine.” “I’m not asking! Now get in the damn car.” He groaned. We didn’t have time for stubbornness. We didn’t know what type of venom that creature had. *** Tanner, Ezra’s rogue friend heard the commotion and came out to check. Ezra was battling against the venom but it was too strong I could feel it. Tanner had his guys take care of the rogue with the loud mouth while I drove Ezra back to the pack house.

There’s a fury swimming in Brock’s eyes that I haven’t seen before, mixed with pain and regret like he’s beating himself up over the fact that this happened in his pack without his knowledge. “I’ll come with you,” he continues, stepping up to me and clapping a rough hand on my shoulder. I swear I see the ghost of a sinister smile cross his lips as he leans in closer, his green eyes boring into mine. “Just to make sure you don’t fuck around and kill him.” ~ VIENNA

He squeezed my a**. "Together." I groaned. I screamed as I gave in to my climax. I think my eyes must have rolled back into my head. At the same time, Theo groaned from under me, and I felt his seed spurt into me like a fountain. We both twitched as wecame down from our euphoria. I climbed down from him and lay beside him, the effects of the venom wearing off. Theo rolled over and draped his arm over me, burying his face between my breasts.

I can feel her walls flutter around my cock and I know that I’m not going to last much longer. “Fuck, Euan! I’m gonna cum! Mark me!” She screams. I bend my head to the crook of her neck as I pound into her, I sink my canines into her flesh, pushing her over the peak once more. I follow her off that ledge, pumping my seed into her. My breath is coming in pants, as I seal my mark on her neck. “That was fucking amazing.” She says.

Brock ordered a few men to carry the two bucks to the pack for the cooks to prepare a grilled feast, while he went to see our new vampire ally, Vincent, whom he had confined to his room under armed guard until his heat had passed. Brock’s strides were measured and deliberate as he cut a path back to the encampment, the trees parting like deferent subjects before a king. I trailed behind him, my own human limbs not yet accustomed to the sudden shift from four legs to two. The scents of the forest now mingled with the smoke rising from the distant fires of our pack's hearth. “We need to present a united front,” Brock said over his shoulder, his voice carrying the weight of impending decisions.

"You two have such a special bond. The way you look out for each other, trust each other it' beautiful. I couldn't let her poison that." She's good. Really good. Positioning herself as the protector of male friendship while positioning me as the toxic feminine influence that threatens sacred brotherhood. "You saved us from worse damage," Ethan says, and I hear genuine gratitude in his voice. "If this had gone on longer, if more people had gotten involved..." "I'll always have your back," Veronica promises. "That's what real friends do." Real friends. The implication being that I—his sister am not a real friend. Not real family. Just a threat that needed to be neutralized.