Harry Osborn Venom Novels & Stories

It was his first time wishing that no one in this world could recognize him. Hank was astounded. ‘Why would Penta-sun Doyen show up here?’ “I’m Hank Veal. It’s an honor to meet you.” Penta-sun Doyen could not be bothered to pay attention to him. On the other hand, Hank’s subordinate had also brought over Nancy. The old woman bowed at Kayson and said, “How can I help you, Mr. Yarde?” Kayson pointed at Penta-sun Doyen. “I believe you have a Vodu Worm that is used for manipulation, right? It’s the type that prevents someone from betraying another person, you know?”

Victor has no idea what the f*ck Ariadne's talking about, which sets him on razor's edge. "-That was me, motherf*cker. That week, I smoked those black dragons like a Queen." Victor knows that Harry deals in expensive cigars, black dragons being his favorite. Something connects in the wolf's mind. Ariadne had once stolen from Harry, probably under Arthur's orders. Harry offers no insight into how his warehouse could have been hit except this. "F*cking barrels." "I saw you way before you first saw me," Ariadne hums. It never occurred to Victor that Ariadne knew who Harry was before the first introduction.

“I will handle it. Make sure you successfully steal the bride. I will meet you in Cape Cod.” Cladded in a dark T-shirt and matching cargo pants and combat boots, Henri looked menacing. He was now wearing my new skin mask. Henri’s mission was to go to Chappaqua, quietly assassinate Venom, and meet me in Cape Cod, Massachusetts, where my private beach was. Killing a close relative was an abominable act, but Venom had ceased to be my relative the day I discovered that he sold my designs. It might sound cruel, but he was a bastard, and he didn't deserve to continue living.

There wasn't a shortage of cunning ladies in the Crystal River Pack too. While preparing breakfast, I enlisted Derek’s help. He provided me with his wolf’s venom, a subtle colourless poison to weaken vampires temporarily. It couldn’t kill but hurt, ripping the insides apart. I added a few drops into the glass I had set for Henry carefully, to make it look no different from others. And the result was… satisfying. Henry took one sip, and his arrogance drained from his face. The mighty Henry Laynox, who dared to lay his hand on me, had to excuse himself in humiliation.

His heart was in pain, and it was affecting his transformation. He growled loudly again, and a second later, he was calm again. "This has been going on for the past hours. What is happening to him?" Doctor Octopus said, "Wolfsbane was found in his system. It was a lot, and it could have killed him. I removed the poison before it got to his heart. That was all I could find. Perhaps something else is bothering him." "Scarlett." Simon's frail voice called out. "I think he just spoke." Mace went to him and listened in.

The one that arrives unannounced on a Tuesday morning. I’m on the couch, feet propped on pillows, laptop balanced on my thighs, reviewing final mockups for the Harper-Kane Industries launch campaign when the elevator chimes. Delivery men in Kane Industries uniforms wheel in the biggest box I’ve ever seen. It’s matte black carbon fiber, sleek as a spaceship, with holographic panels and a built-in vital monitor that syncs to an app. Alexander is in the kitchen, making me the only pregnancy craving he hasn’t mastered yet: pickled jalapeño and Nutella toast. He signs for the delivery without looking up.

He asked this question quite slowly but lethally that was burning my heart. Just like I expected, he is not the person I saw years ago. His years are dark just like his soul. Venom was filling up inside me just by looking at his face. After what he had done, I want him gone. "Definitely better than you Azvameth," I replied but he kept smirking.

“I know the Bouchards and they are nothing but corny ass blood sucers to get rmore wealthy” “What do you mean, I finally turn to him.” “Come with me, I want to show you something.” He says as he gets to his feet. I shouldn’t trust him, I barely know who he is, but this is the first time someone has ever thought the same way about my father’s death, not even my mother has ever said that. What if he knows something I don’t, what if he knows the killer? Will took me past the event hall, the rest place is filled with tall trees, with dim light, and it feels lowkey creepy.

he said as he slit Kendrick’s throat. Osiris stood up, his Alpha aura beaming off him and he shouted, “I am Alpha Osiris and I have just killed your Alpha. Your pack belong to me now. Go home while you still can and I will see you all soon to discuss the future of the Midnight Blood pack.” To emphasize the message he roared loudly until the enemy soldiers ran off.