Gwen Stacy Venom Novels & Stories

Grace stopped crying and sneered. "Why are you all blaming me without even looking at what you've done? When Clara said she'd been bitten by a snake, you didn't believe her and called it an act. "When I said I'd been bitten, you all rushed to me and gave me the only dose of antivenom. I said I wanted the hospital, and you kept pressuring Clara to hand it over. Did you ever once ask if she was even willing to pass it to me?"

“No, no, not now. You’ll cum only when I tell you to.” “Do you understand me?” She lifted a stern gaze to me. “Yes,” I bit out, groaning when her mouth covered my cock. Gwen sucked my cock like she was being paid a large sum to, worshipping every inch of my dick and lapping up the precum at the tip of it every time it dropped. Everytime I felt like I reached my climax, she would pause her movement and the cycle continued, torturous for me but satisfying for her. “Beg me Xavier, beg me for your release,” she hummed, leaning back with a wicked smile.

I still couldn't believe that, within a second, I had managed to summon my warlock side. What had Gwen meant by making the decision to raise Melody? Wasn't she her daughter? It could have been because no woman in her right mind would want to kill her own daughter, except my mom's evil warlock of a mother. "Draven?" Melody snapped me out of my thoughts, making me choose my words carefully. "Gwen wants to kill you because of a prophecy, and she used Daisy because she convinced her that she would help her avenge her father's death."

I explained. “Like Amon,” she whispered. "Yes. Like Amon. It's usually a sign that these kinds of vampires have a dark soul and are evil." Gwen frowned as if she didn't understand before looking away. She looked like she wanted to say something but didn't want to hurt my feelings. "What is it?" I asked. "It's nothing." "Trust me. There's nothing you can say that wouldn't shock me,” I said. "Well, I thought you all were evil. I did just witness you kill a man."

But I can’t give in – not when my heart still belongs to Stacey. My wolf writhes in agony, a sickening feeling coursing through our shared body. Her bite mark has somehow infected us. The tangy scent of wolfsbane hangs heavily in the air, assaulting my senses and making it difficult to focus. The flames flickering around us have managed to burn off some of the toxins, but I can feel my strength ebbing away. Every movement is a struggle as the venom spreads through our veins, weakening us from within.

she replied, fighting the urge to flinch as his hand moved to rest on her thigh. "Indeed." Venom gestured to one of his men, a heavily tattooed enforcer she recognized as Fang from the intelligence files. "Bring us some privacy screens. I want to hear everything Ms. Steele has to tell me, and some conversations require discretion." As ornate wooden screens were positioned around their seating area, creating a semi-private alcove within the larger room, Raven felt her pulse quicken. The communication device hidden in her jewelry was still transmitting, which meant Ghost could hear everything being said. More importantly, it meant Jax knew exactly where she was and what was happening.

"Gwen can heal anyone's injury, whoever is wounded or struggling from death. But it cannot obliterate that her fate is bound to be in solitary because innumerable creatures thirst for her blood. They will do everything to haunt her or kill her to get her blood; that's why she is the Medeora Curse." Growling in pain and fury, I growled and prepared myself for another attack that I knew would not come. It took everything I had not to shift my gaze back up to Alpha. My wolf begged him to understand why I lied. And this is the hardest part of all. This is what I fear the most, to meet my mate and fall in love because the truth is undeniably terrifying. "We are the only creature here in La Cavier

Tearing herself away from all the possibilities of insults she could have fired at Ace, Gwen came to realize that she wasn’t just having any old conversation with him and that they were actually in a war, like, they could die kind of war. Gwen looked behind Ace and smiled, a Paria-Drae soldier rounded the corner and had spotted them, and as quickly as that happened, Gwen had raised her gun and shot him. The bullet went through his head and he dropped dead on the ground. Gwen hoped that she would be able to get headshots for the duration of the fighting. She did not want to waste bullets and half kill a guy.

Gwen also shouted, trying to hold the tears back as she took in the sight of her friend. Xolvion could see the darkness in her eyes, knowing that she had already lost her mind. "Please, you have to heal her!" Gwen pleaded, no longer able to hold her tears back. "I can heal her physically, but her mind is a different matter..." He said, knowing that all he could try to do was wipe her memory. "Kill me..." A soft voice spoke, coming from the girl. "Stacy! Please hang on, its me. Its Owen, we have come to save you." Owen said, trying to hold Stacy upright so she could see who he was.

A tiny Morse code that says stay alive, Mommy. The screen is spider-webbed but breathing. 4,892 notifications. I open X with a thumb that feels borrowed. #LiviaKane is the number-one global trend. Above actual wars. Above actual deaths. The photos are everywhere: courthouse steps, white dress clinging to yesterday’s grief, Alexander two steps behind like a beautiful reaper. Someone zoomed so close on my ring finger the black diamonds look like bullet wounds. The comments are a coliseum of teeth: “She upgraded from garbage to nuclear weapon in 24 hours” “Pregnant and still served revenge cold. Mother is mothering.” “Imagine fumbling a woman who can buy your entire bloodline with one phone cal