Novel & Cerita Harry Osborn Venom

Hearing that, Gramson was about to punch the man, but before that, Gabriel pushed him aside and grabbed the man's throat. "Who gave you the courage to stay in the same house with her." That man's face turned purple as Gabriel tightened his grip. Suddenly, small snakes came from all around and clung to Gabriel's arms and all that bit Gabriel with their poisonous teeth. But strangely, on closer inspection, it has been seen that the venom penetrates the veins of Gabriel but it turned into blood before extending further.

There was just something about him I couldn't pinpoint. Something scary. Something magnetic. Did I see him somewhere before? He is a Victor.... Did I see him on TV? Or maybe I was not a weak person, but, his look screamed crazy. I let out a shuddered breath that I didn't realize I was holding. There was just something about how he looked at me. It was, as if, he wanted to burn everything down. It made me suspect that he was one of those men. The men who liked to watch the world burn.

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.

"And pompous. The absolute last thing I need is to marry someone arrogant and narcissistic and controlling and pretentious and" "Sera." "Toxic. Unhinged. Dominant in the most insufferable possible way and" "Sera." He cuts off my rant with a laugh before it can reach full momentum. "Don't judge before you've met them. Dorian and his brothers are actually decent once you get past the exterior. For a group of murderous criminals." A casual shrug. "That is a genuine compliment, from me." Dorian Alessio Valenti. Heir to the Valenti Syndicate.

Three days later, Raven found herself deeper in Diamondback territory than ever before, sitting across from Venom in his private office above the Black Fang. The room was a study in controlled menace—expensive furniture mixed with obvious displays of wealth and power. Stacks of cash sat openly on side tables, and she could see the outline of at least three different weapons within easy reach of his chair. "Your first assignment went well," Venom said, pouring himself a glass of aged whiskey. He didn't offer her one, which she took as both an insult and a test. "Snake was impressed with your composure under pressure."

Ryan had just replied to her message. Eden raised an eyebrow and quickly typed one word. Eden was about to reply when the lobby’s spotlight was turned on. The host took the stage with a mic, and Eden paused, putting her phone away. Suddenly remembering something, she turned to Alain and said, "The man just now is a Living Venom." "Living Venom?" Alain looked at her with a frown. Horace and Caelus also turned their attention to her. "He’s been bathed in all kinds of toxins since he was young," Eden explained, gazing meaningfully at Room Number Two through the window. "His body is literally poisonous. Just touching his blood can poison someone, and the types of toxins can vary."

Somehow hearing whatever that was made me dizzy. It was mocking me. Speaking without words. But I couldn’t be distracted. I dipped my hand into the pouch at my side. A special present I'd requested from Vann — black sap venom. It was meant for putting down beasts of burden that were too wild to be tamed. It was an extremely powerful poison, the kind that fed on rot and spread even better in decay. I popped the cork with my teeth and smudged the thick sludge across my claws. It burned my skin. Good. It would hurt the beast more.

All the kisses and make-outs meant nothing to him. Her tears kept increasing. His words filled her head. She turned around the bed and buried her head on the pillow. **RAVEN'S EYES CLAN** Lord Venom stood by the window, a cigarette burning between his fingers. "He has killed Doctor Lucian," he thought. He was part of the project Doctor Lucian was working on. The both of them planned to take over Italy together, though Doctor Lucian only spoke with Radar. And now Aurelio has gone and ruined his plans.

Hellcat was using knives because she was practically perfect in using it just like Scar who was using knives too. Her nails are typically long and dangerous since it consist of ten different poisonous substance.....but she mostly use it on their victims. Though they all use guns too. Blaze was using the weightlift on his own. Venom was busy resting on a Massage table. Just then onyx came in breathing heavily... "Why are you just coming, Late comer!" Venom asked raising his head. "Gosh!" Onyx exclaimed. "Let him be vee, he's always late!" Blaze chirped in.

his sister suddenly mumbled, her head lowered. Venom turned to look at her, then I saw it. Right there on his neck, was the same tattoo I'd seen on Keegan and Andrea. I knew it at once. He was a shadow assassin.