Havoc Symbiote Novels & Stories

"You should make sure that your son won't bother us and Samarah again, otherwise, I'll make sure that your son will be left with nothing but a corpse suitable to be fed by those wild rogues." After he said those things, he decisively ended the call and went to the hospital where Havoc was sent. When he arrived, Havoc was already recovering. As an alpha, he had a good physique and abilities, that is why some of his bruises had already started healing and the large wounds he got had already stopped bleeding. He was still in a coma, but it didn't make Ash happier. He would be at peace if he knew that Havoc had died. However, before he could act against them, Roel arrived.

"I know you are angry but if you would just listen—" The pain in my stomach sharpened suddenly and I gasped. Tyler kept talking but I could not hear him anymore. There was a ringing in my ears and the world tilted sideways. Something was wrong. Very wrong. I looked down and felt the blood drain from my face. There was blood running down my leg. Dark red and warm and soaking into my jeans. "Ava?" Tyler's voice sounded far away. "What's wrong? Are you—oh my god." I stumbled backward and pressed my hand against my stomach. The pain was unbearable now. It was stabbing and twisting and wrong.

Leo roared. He grabbed the Vocal Stalk with both hands. He didn't pull. He pushed. He opened the vault of his mind and poured in the ten years of agonizing, messy, un-optimized love. He showed the Loom-Prime the smell of burnt toast, the sound of a child’s first cry, the cold ache of a bed without a wife. He gave the cosmic predator a feast of Humanity. The obsidian hand touched the canopy. For a second, the world turned black. The "Symmetry" of the Loom met the "Noise" of the Thorne-Vance bloodline.

[Obsidian Veins] The smell of scorched flesh and ozone was so thick I could taste it on the back of my tongue. I looked down at the surgical tray, where a jagged, bloody mess of bone and muscle had been replaced by a gleaming, predatory limb of dark obsidian and silver-tech. Dante hadn't just survived the surgery; he had sacrificed the last of his human warmth to become something I could no longer recognize.

Logan asked. Edmund pouted, "It was very serious." The Venomous Insect didn't hurt Kara that much last time because it wasn't in the heart. But this time it was in the heart, and Kara would probably die. The Mother Insect and the Child Insect were symbiosis. Once the host of the Mother Insect died, Sean's life would be threatened. The people present were all doctors. Even if some of them didn't have a deep understanding of the Venomous Insect, they all knew this very well, and the atmosphere suddenly became oppressive.

He persisted, even though he never stopped sweating, and his arms and neck were veiny. Austin knew he could not stop now, even if he were reluctant. Austin recalled the scene Alexander had witnessed a few days ago as he watched the occasional protrusions on Dominic’s arms. ‘The symbiotes’ movement resembled worms, which explains why we initially thought it was a case of symbiote poisoning. Even if symbiote poisoning is real, it’ll only target its host and not be contagious.

"Azvameth, ex best friend of Aiden. He backstabbed Aiden and killed one of Aiden's employees infront of him. He was a total psycho and we didn't noticed it earlier when he was our friend. There is a whole backstory to him, but for now we should focus on the fact that he is back after years. And I'm sure that he is more powerful than before. We lost him years ago and now he is back to kill Aiden. Not to mention, Tyler and they were partners too so we might need to watch that part too." My brain was now just blurred with all this information. I didn't knew how to even put the puzzle piece together. "Partnership with Tyler? Doesn't Azvameth knew about Aiden's parents?" I asked the first questio

How could she let a seed like this impregnate her? Alex grabbed a small bottle from his fanny pack, poured out the Blood Energy pills in it, and gave Waltz some. After that, he placed the seed inside and covered the lid. “This is a demonic blood wisteria symbiote. It is even more horrifying than demonic blood wisteria itself. But it is a rare item, called a demonic wisteria fetus. It specifically seeks out young fertile women and buries itself in their stomachs to grow. It looks very similar to a real baby.” Waltz trembled with fear. “Senior, how could such a horrible plant be here?”

I demanded. "I wouldn't put it past the prehistoric beast!" Sage grunted from the depths of my mind, but I could hear the slight whine in her tone and knew the mate bond was pulling at her. Havoc, however scary to others, was her mate; mayhem aside, she loved him! And I got that! But right now, she needed to put the shit to one side and calm him down before he lost everything! His father, his brother and ME! "You know cavemen evolved, right?" I snapped at Havoc, holding his fierce gaze, not caring for his size or his reputation. He hurt someone I loved.. he loved! And that was not ok!

The hurricane had broken, leaving the air smelling crisp, clean, and electric with the scent of a new morning. Ava stood on the deck, the salt wind pulling loose strands of her damp hair across her face. Her ruined wedding dress had been replaced by a simple, oversized black sweater belonging to Caleb and a pair of tactical trousers. Her skin was pale from exhaustion, but the deep, unnatural sapphire veins had completely retreated, leaving behind a clear, radiant warmth. The virus was no longer a weapon she had to fight—it was a part of her, entirely synchronized and at peace.