Lasher Venom Novels & Stories

I feel the venom's slide into my veins. They greatly weaken me and hastily defeat my enhanced healings and werewolf internal defense system. Every where instantly goes blank.

She snarled. “What do you know about it?” Asher spoke. “Oh, all I know is, the Rogue that struck her, had his claws dipped in wolfsbane,” as soon as he uttered those words I noticed the color drain from Asher’s face, “Pure Monkshood,” Derek smiled devilishly.

"So we cannot lose him." I moved to the table. The wound was deep and vicious, the kind that was meant to kill slowly, and the edges of it were blackened with poison, silver-based from the smell of it, designed specifically to work against lycan healing, and whoever had done this had known exactly where to put it to cause maximum damage.

"Now she's given me all the evidence I need." "Touching," Vera said. "The grieving widower finally finds his spine. Too bad it's twenty years too late." She pulled something from her coat—a vial of black liquid that made every wolf step back. "Concentrated shadow venom. One drop kills a wolf. Half a drop kills a phoenix. And this?" She held it up to the light. "This is specifically designed for corrupted phoenixes. Like you, dear Mona."

He seized Rosalind by the waist, pulling her into a protective embrace. To get a faster burst of speed, to push Rosalind further away, to absolute safety... He used me as a springboard, kicking off my body to propel himself and her to safety while sending me flying into the center of the blast. The shockwave, thick with purple dust, exploded. I was thrown backward, my back hitting the cold stone steps of the altar with brutal force. The purple smoke instantly filled my lungs. For werewolves, wolf venom is a weakening agent. But for a human, a high concentration of it is a corrosive poison that eats away at the lungs.

"I'm asking you to leave now. Do you want Lenhandro to kill you again and have the last laugh?" "He's your worst enemy, and we both know you'd forever be uneasy if you don't have your revenge against him tonight," Asher added, his voice firm and resolute. Asher's breath finally stabilised, but then I knew it wasn't something to rejoice over, since that was the nature of the poison. My clan's mate had always referred to it as "the poisonous deceit." I knew it was the last gathering of strength that would last for just twelve hours after the person had been injected, before his eventual demise.

I said, gesturing to the large roof-to-floor height window, “I built this great empire, I wouldn't mind burning everything and everyone with it to the ground if I'm not providing with the very last bloodline of my murder. I really regret letting someone who shouldn't be here stay. Everyone in the small peaceful family will pay for the deceitful love their foremother showed me. Through the window, they could all see their home burn. Yes, this revenge would thrust like a fresh sweet wine. Cheers to sweet reprisal. “Please master,” One amongst the high howlers who was brave enough spoke, “ Please I beg of you, show mercy on us, we know nothing of how badly our ancestors have treated you,” “That

She’d growled viciously “Am I to free her of her anguish with this bit of glass and water?” “Poison.” She’d recoiled from me as though I was senile and it was contagious “What’d you say, boy?” Lycan are hardy creatures. Even large dosages of wolvesbane, which is a natural poison, take a long time to kill the target. It’s not a clean way to kill. “This a lethal dosage of poison,” I told her calmly “If she drinks the whole bottle, she’ll fall asleep, and soon after, her heart will stop. She won’t feel any pain.”

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.

Fenryn said, his eyes narrowing at Asher. “Wonderful! Well then, shall we get down to business?” Asher said grinning at Fenryn as best as he could from his position. “The venom I used was from a Serpentine, mixed with the Dethar herbs from the Detharidu.” Vaughan gave Asher's words some thought. He could see how those two mixed together would give the perfect results. Serpentine's were as numerous as their ancestor snakes. Some had powerful venom, while others were not as potent. Some venom acted quickly and could kill a dragon, while others were slower and only dangerous if not noticed and cured quickly.