Lasher Venom Novels & Stories

He slowly lifts his hand, his thumb brushing over the bruised skin of my throat where his claws sank in last night. “My claws,” he murmurs, his voice a low, terrifying rumble that vibrates through the walls. “They carry a lethal, demonic venom when my wolf takes control. You were infected the moment I broke your skin.” I gasp, instantly moving away from him and the wall, my breathing accelerating. “Venom?” “Shadow-wolf venom,” Lucian says taking slow, deliberate steps closer completely trapping me in his shadow. “You are only still alive because we share something deep. Even a powerful Alpha cannot survive its lethality.”

"She wants to wait for intelligence reports while that freak anchors his roots into my father's council. We strike tonight, while his scent is still fresh." "But the Luna commanded—" "The Luna does not see the speed of the infection!" Tahlia barks, reaching into her tactical belt and drawing a small, reinforced glass vial containing a writhing, pitch-black viper from the Blacktide marshes. "Drop this over his balcony guide-rail." Brena’s skin goes completely white under her hair. "A Blacktide adder? The venom liquefies the blood core within three minutes... it will look like a wild mountain accident if it breaches his furs, but..."

He spoke with a cold smile that betrays all innocence before materializing a bat from thin air. "What the fuck are you?," Asher weakened and beaten with a hand sticking through his guts asked hoarsely, losing his strength and energy, "Why the fuck won't you die?" He asked after digging his nails containing a powerful concocted poison into Jared's flesh with his last bit of strength, yet, the Lycan didn't bulge.

She frowns picking one up. “Careful,” I warn and pluck it from her fingers. “This contains a highly dangerous gas to shifters,” I turn it to show her the tiny switch. “You press here for three seconds then throw at the enemy. It will release a mixture of wolfsbane, nightshade, and Lilly of the valley. It’s designed to attack not only your spirit animal but also the human side of a shifter's body, it will render you motionless while the poison attacks your muscles and slowly kills you, by spreading to the heart and giving you a massive cardiac arrest.” “Shit, that’s brutal.” She says stepping back.

Before I could make any further questions in my mind, a dagger flew out from where she put it on her waist and pierced my wrist. Growling in pain I cradled my hand and slowly retracted the dagger out. The wound didn't start to heal as it should have. No doubt, her weapon was coated in wolfsbane. But why would she need it? Was she an assassin, and came here to kill me? No. If that was the case she wouldn't have fled away from me. But maybe she did because she found out that I happened to ber mate.

This river directly leads to a huge waterfalls, and his purple stripe bee would surely do its job, so Venom merely snorted in his heart before leaving back to the hidden cave to recuperate. The poison in the purple stripe bee was nurtured by him for years, and one sting would immediately pull the target to a world of hellish pain while in a state of immobilization. Venom does not want to care any more about the she-wolf prey with his body’s current condition, so he decided to directly let her suffer with his poison, and letting the force of nature to decide her fate. Not knowing that she is being followed by a disaster, Asha gasped while tightly holding the trunk of the tree. The rigorous wa

'There's nothing else to use. Venom enters the kitchenette, sneering angrily, and laughs at the pen, blunt knife and wooden spoon. He walks slowly towards us, and I throw the salt in his face burning his eyes. He lunges towards me, unable to see, and he tries to grab me. Hailey runs behind Venom and hits him across the head with the wooden spoon, snapping it in half.

"I'll die first." "Then I'll make sure even hell won't accept your soul." Serena hissed before lashing an elbow down his spine. That was her stink. Marconi yelled as the pain travelled all over his body. He dropped to the floor, his hand on his back, the pain excruciatingly taking over his mentality; so intensely that he was forgetting about himself. His bowels emptied themselves all over his pants. The big yellow viper wasn't tattooed on her back for nothing; she wasn't referred to as the Lord's most dangerous predator just cause. She earned it. Her venom would hit you so bad, like she said, hell itself would reject your soul.

“A mortal man would not have survived it. It would have killed him before he hit the ground. Your demon blood burned through most of it—that is why you are still alive.” His hands trembled as he applied another paste. “But your human side…” the healer continued. “That is where the weakness comes from. It feels the poison. It bleeds. It slows you.” Asher’s voice came low. “What kind of poison is it.” The healer gave a small cautious sigh. “Black Virethorn,” he said quietly. “A death poison. No cure exists. Once it enters the blood, it only stops when the body is dead.” Asher repeated the name of the poison slowly, as if tasting it.

The chamber was slowly filling with a pale, greenish mist. “Mister Varkos!” She screamed, her voice muffled through the glass as wolfsbane gas filled every corner of the chamber. Lethal to anyone with Lycan blood, especially a vulnerable halfling child. “Mister Varkos! Help! It hurts! Mama! Mama! “Lily’s eyes were wide with horror, her small body shaking due to the dangerous poison. “Mama where are you? Mister Varkos, please!” The sound of her screaming my name like that—not knowing I was her father, shattered something deep inside me.