Harry Osborn Venom Novels & Stories

The still shocked Zack just sat there wide and frowned as Rodin actually injected something into him and left him weak and drowsy. “I got it. That's all...I need. " Said Harry when Rodin had caught up beside him. “Check the hole… there must be ammunition there… and that hunter man. Kill him this instant. We don't need him anymore. The longer he lived the more dangerous he was, it seemed he was an explosive expert… or a gunsmith. Do it now. " Harry's orders to Rodin and via telepathy to one of the officers manning the underground detention cell.

His limbs went slack, paralyzed. Venom. He collapsed. Ohas caught him easily, too easily, lowering him to the ground softly. "I was getting tired of babysitting you, doctor," Ohas murmured, brushing a strand of hair from Hayden’s face. "I was thinking of killing you soon." His grip tightened. "But it seems you finally have a purpose." Hayden’s mind screamed. But his body would not move.

Caius' face snapped to him revealing his red bright eyes but Reid didn't look at him, his yellowish bright eyes were stuck on her bloody foot with nothing but repulsion written all over his face. This made him snap out of his bubble, he just realized what in hunger he was about to do. He was actually going to drink Omega's blood? A fucking werewolf! The kind's blood he always despised the most, werewolves blood never smelled good to vampires and never had he ever been attracted to any blood before not even his own kind then how the fuck? He pulled his hand away from her foot with much difficulty, his hands and mouth itched to drink that dripping blood, but instead he controlled himself and s

The glint of fervor in Reese's gapes was enough for his men to smirk, confident that the rogue boss's new scheme would accomplish their mission to assassinate the wolf prince and claim their reward. ________________ BLOOD MOON PACK VENOM stopped in his tracks when he noticed a lanky man clothed in a black button-down long-sleeved shirt, slacks, and black derby shoes. Standing outside his cabin, hands in his pockets while gazing up at the vast sky, which was adorned with glowing objects such as the moon, stars, and other planets. His golden hair was in a messy bun, while some strands were blown to his face by the gentle wind. "What the hell is this wuss doing here?" Venom scorned, hesitating

“Because I knew how you’d react.” “I’m going to kill it,” Harry swore. “Yep, just like that Harry, whoever it was, is now dead so don't be too overly...” “This is serious, Milady," Jerome said. "...the dark creature's venom was deadly.", "Oh, God. Can you at least tell me what to do with this Venom? And stop being a mother hen...and," "Diana, this is serious." Lady Maria interrupts her. "I know it's serious. Whatever it did to me, it hurts like hell now."

“It was an accident. I want to know what else you can find out about my venom.” He closed the lab door behind him. It smelled like bleach and burgers. I held up the tube of my venom. He frowned and took the tube. “What do you want to know?” I explained the bathroom incident, and he thought I was insane by the time I ended my story. “Odessa!” He exclaimed. “I was curious. Can you just run a few tests?” He nodded. “Don’t try it again. Little bursts of power like that are addictive. The last thing I want you to get addicted to is venom.”

“Enough to kill one and the worst part is there is no antidote. They have never been one and we can’t produce one either.” “Alpha Knight thinks he can find the antidote… I don’t think he knows one doesn’t exist. I know he's been planning to go back to the old man for the cure. He received news from his friend, Alpha Derek, that the alpha has passed away due to an unknown illness a few weeks ago. He had planned to look further but then he stopped when he started suspecting the Omega had found his mate. He totally stopped searching. Truthfully, he doesn’t know the poison could kill Bram. He is obsessed with the Omega,” Adrian lets out a tired sigh.

After getting approval from his superiors and the family, the FBI brought in New York's top criminal psychologist. The room was cleared, leaving only me and Miller behind the one-way glass. Dr. Hoffman's voice was deep and magnetic, like an ancient incantation. Enzo's breathing evened out, his eyes unfocused. He answered the first few basic questions smoothly, his expression growing peaceful. Until Dr. Hoffman softly asked the crucial question. "Enzo, take a deep breath. Tell me, who tried to kill you that night?" "Was it... someone working for Victoria Corleone?"

Dorian says and I nod. I guess with these symptoms that Dorian said, that's how the doctor earlier came to an assumption about that venom. Extracted from a particular snake and then mixed with potions. No wolfsbane is involved so the wolf would be just the same and yet the venom starts eating the flesh from the inside. This is something I have never heard of. "Let's give him some rest now," I tell Venus and she looks at me confused but she nods anyway. That's what the doctor said anyways. To give him as much rest as possible. And Venus kisses him on the cheek before walking out. And outside the hospital door, Cole is waiting to enter the hospital room to visit Dorian.

Tears stream down my cheeks as he slowly stands, making his way around the bed, “We are going to have to bandage it and put some cream on it, we don’t want it to get infected.” His voice is so soft, so gentle that if it weren’t for the burning in my hand anyone would think he was ok, for a vampire. He was so hot and cold, angry and then calm. He is a sociopath. He's trying to break me down, get me to submit to him, but i will not, even with this brand i will find a way to get out of here, even if i die trying.