Eddie Brock X Venom 소설 & 이야기

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.

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.

Vadim asked, placing his hands over the fire while the three vampires that tied Vincenzo stood beside the wooden beams. “I would die trying to deliver your head to Darius.” Vincenzo snarled, his voice filled with rage. Vadim snickered. Next to the fire was a wooden table with different weapons; axes, blades, daggers, and stakes. Vadim scoffed before he reached for an ax. He stepped toward him and struck the ax on Vincenzo's chest, breaking his ribs. He screamed and his voice echoed through the empty room while Vadim pulled the ax down to his stomach.

Edwin told his trusted people. Without waiting any longer, everyone who came with Brook and Edwin immediately carried out Edwin's orders. They slowly moved away from their boss. Leaving Edwin and Brook alone in the middle of Rome and Hailey's vineyard. “Brook,” Edwin grabbed Brooklyn's shoulder, which was now shaking. The man is still crying. "I shot him, Ed. My brother. " “You didn't do it on purpose, Brook. Not your fault." Cheer up Edwin.

Victor and Troy loaded the large satchel of gold coins and jewels in the back of Lexi’s SUV. The rain pounded on the vehicle. “It’s done,” Victor said breathlessly. “All right,” Blake said. “Brock, I’m afraid this is where we part ways.” Before Lexi knew it, Troy had shot Brock. The gun shot was ten times as loud because of the walls in the mausoleum. If the doors weren’t wide open, they would have gone deaf.

Brock is refusing to tap out even though I’ve got him pinned, so my only option is to wait for him to pass out. “You’re done in this town, you understand me?” If Brock responds, I can’t hear it because he’s too busy being choked. “After tonight, if me or one of my boys sees your face again, they’ll be using dental records to identify you.” Brock makes a gurgling sound as I squeeze tighter. “Tap if you hear me,” I say, and it only takes a second for his hand to come out and slap the mat. Once it does, I release him and get up. He stays on the mat, limp and coughing as Cedric appears in the distance with the cops.

Brock suddenly stopped and I jogged up beside him. “What is it?” I asked and he turned to me briefly then pulled out his sword, I did the same. “Vincent boys” he said curtly and I raised my hands in frustration. “Who the hell is Vincent?” I asked and Brock tensed, he pushed me behind me and thrust out his sword in front of him, then so fast that my eye couldn’t track it he whipped his sword in an upward arc, I almost screamed as a head flew off a body. Brock face was stoic as if he didn’t just cut someone’s head from the body, he turned in time to block another sword thrust and countered with a stab.

He raised his hand indicating me to stop speaking "No I don't want to hear a word. Get out. JUST FUCKING GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" "Adam, no, please," I begged him. "Please, Adam, I love you," I whispered. Something snapped inside him when I said those words. He walked towards me and slapped me right across my face. End of flashback __________________ I shot up in a sitting position with a hand on my cheek. My dog Bruce was barking near my bed. He stopped at once when he saw I was up. I ran a hand through my messy brown hair. My body was completely drenched in sweat. I huffed.

'There's something Yolanda told me, and I want to call in Venom to handle this. 'Venom?' I asked with furrow brows. Venom was one of my men, he prefers to remain anonymous to everyone, so he can live a normal life. He is perfect at investigating, specialized at that. 'What did Yolanda tell you?' He shook his head negatively. 'She made you promise not to tell me?' 'Not exactly,' he licked his lips. 'It has something to do with Braddock.' My eyes widened. 'Wh…what?' 'Yolanda thinks he's alive and might be planning an attack.'

“I didn’t think you had the spine to pull it off.” Bram straightened, his ego flaring. “I told you. When I want something badly enough, I get it.” “Oh, I know,” she said, leaning closer to her crystal’s surface, shadows shifting behind her. “You want the Storm Boy erased from the board… and you want the Venom Pack to fall. I can taste the bitterness on you, but that's not my plan.” He swallowed hard, but his smirk held. “Where should we meet?” he asked, pretending he was the one in control.