Gwen Stacy Venom Novels & Stories

“She is a bitch! She snatched Gwen’s husband away, then killed her son!” “Gwen has a rare blood type. She won’t be able to have another child again…” “What a ruthless woman! I hope she goes to hell!” Stella was not sure who threw a rotten egg at her, but it seemed that they had planned it in advance. Subsequently, all the eggs they had were smashed into her face— The stench was unbearable. Stella closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, she found nothing on her. Weston had blocked all the attacks for her.

Ghost Gwen slammed at the white room's ground feeling 10% of her energy had already been drained out of her, you could discover from her head that her skin appeared to age a little. Ghost Gwen stared at the polished walls of the white room, noticing her ageing face she hastily caressed it, her face...face...she's losing her glamour...she can't..Gwen's face couldn't help expressing severe trauma and bitterness. "I pledge not to hurt you, bring me out, take me out!!!! Take me out, woman get me out right now!!!!"

Arabella Rivera Pinning Gwen with a glare he groans. "Now what do you want Reece?" Gwen's face morphs into one I'm familiar with. The one where she always gets what she wants. This time, I was sure wouldn't be different. "You know what I want Spencer." Her white teeth peeks out as she grins. "You." She winks. I shudder inwardly, not at all pleased by witnessing her flirting with a guy who sells drugs and weed.

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.

Her eyes were glowing a deep shade of red and soon a figure emerged from the lake. I gaped at the figure that was before me, and it was no other than my messenger. I couldn't hide the shock and confusion swirling in my depths. I inhaled, feeling a shiver ripple down my spine as I peered once more at the dark starless gloomy sky. I watched as Gwen took the blade and pressed the sharpness of it to her neck. “Your death is the only you can be reborn,” Without hesitating, she slits her throat and her body falls back into the lake, her blood mixing with the water.

He didn’t look away from me. Until Lucien stepped forward with a syringe. Black. Iron. Thick as my wrist, filled with a pulsing red-black liquid that glowed like it had been distilled from suffering itself. Voidvenom. I didn’t know how I knew the name, but I did. Every nerve in my body screamed no. “Don’t.....” I rasped, but my voice broke halfway. Lucien shoved the needle into Zane’s throat. The plunger hissed. The venom surged into him with a cruel hiss of steam.

Their happiness would never last as long as she was alive and breathing. "Are you going to help us?" Gwen's red eyes showed with mirth as she stared at both women in front of her... they were desperate for her help, and she was bored. life here was boring and she needed some fun in it... it sounded fun to her... the downfall of the lycans

Beneath the desk, my hand was caught in his grip, fingers pressed tight. “She was the architect,” I continued, my voice steadier than I felt. “Victor provided the funding and access. He opened the doors, authorized the payments through his trusts, made sure the clinic stayed quiet. But Gwen planned it. She chose thallium because it was slow and hard to detect. She smiled at me every evening while she poisoned me. She watched me weaken and die, Ethan. And she enjoyed it.” A hush settled over the space while Ethan took it all in.

Did they think it would be easy for them to wipe me out? I stepped under the shower and hissed in pain when water penetrated the bandage. I remembered the slicing and stabbing of skin and that tattoo that belongs to the children of the ruin gang. I will fucking wipe out the entire gang and spare no one. I stayed under the shower for a few minutes before stepping out of the bathroom naked into the room. Only to meet Gwen who enters the room with the aid box. At first she didn't notice me and when she did, she screamed, dropping the box.

Gwen became so angry that her veins pumped out. " I said, who is that motherfucker?