Romans & histoires Lasher Venom

“Everyone here either has a deep wound on their necks or their arms.” “Like a bite?” “No, like a small stab wound. Whatever weapon, it was coated in a silver infused venom.” “Luna was given the same type of stuff, right?” “Sort of. Hers was just a silver infused liquid. We found a needle mark on her neck. There was no venom found in her blood panels. I think the vampires could kill so many warriors because the silver paralyzes them within ten minutes and the venom will kill them within twenty minutes of that.”

But did he know. "It's poison!" The words sliced through my thoughts sharply. My eyes widened immediately. My mind spiraled. I sprang up. Was it.. did I poison him? Will he die? "Will he live?" I asked immediately. "Hopefully," My eyes grew wider. "What do you mean by that?" I almost snapped. The healer proceeded with caution. "It's Wolfsbane mixed with Moonshade Venom ." I almost slumped, my limbs trembling. "Then what—" My voice came out hoarse, barely making a sound.

Ashish barked with a growl. Her head snapped up and her hair clung to her tear-streaked face. "In the year of the lunar moon!” she sobbed out. I gasped. That was it! “You liar. All the wolves born in the year of the lunar moon are dead.” Ashish leaned closer, breathing hard. He pulled a small vial from his pocket and let a drop of dark liquid fall onto her wound. Wolfsbane. The hiss of her flesh burning filled the room, followed by another scream.

It was a cold, sharp decree, heavy with an ancient power that instantly cut through the howling blizzard outside the western tower. ​Down on the freezing marble floor, Lysander was collapsed on one knee. His massive frame shuddered violently. The veins wrapping around his neck bulged, stained a deep, unnatural black as the liquid silver poison coursed through his veins, burning him from the inside out. His breath came in ragged, suffocating gasps. The Lycan King—the apex predator who usually stood unmatched—now lay paralyzed under the weight of that wretched venom. ​"Thalia... leave..." Lysander growled, his voice a gravelly rasp filled with a suppressed, agonizing fury.

"This whole damn run sticks of piss and asshole. And one of 'em kept trying to slather me with that slimy black shit leaking out of its mouth!" Lander suddenly growled and walked over to his older brother, without permission he took his brothers wrist and lifted his arm, twitting it slightly in the light. "Look at this shit Walter...its all over your arm... It reeks of rotting horse flesh." Instantly Brandon looked Lander, Ezekiel and Walter over from head to toe. But he breathed easy once again when he realized that none of the brothers, except Walter had any black saliva in their cuts or open wounds....Brandon knew that the black slime that the beasts produced was highly toxic....especiall

He takes off his mask with a loud scream "Do you have a death fucking wish?!" Of course, it’s my enemy. Asher blinks up at me. His hair is short and slicked back with sweat, smelling like expensive poison. Midnight stalkings didn't prepare me for this: Up close, the guy is incredibly hot. FOCUS TORREN! "Get the fuck off me!" Asher thunders, shoving me down onto the ice as he stands, the Venoms and players staring at us with helmets off "Shouldn't you be in a wheelchair?"

I cried out, trying to shake him off, but the baby held fast, gnawing at my skin with terrifying strength. Lina laughed, even through her pain. "He’s stronger than you think. Born of shadow and wolf. A creature no light can destroy." I finally tore the child away, throwing him across the room. My vision was blurring. The venom—it wasn’t like anything I’d felt before. My limbs grew heavy, my thoughts slowing.

Venom walked over and grinned “Here we were.. looking all over for you.. and you waltz right into our arms. Now why is that?” She tried saying she really is just looking for a job.. that she didn’t know it was my diner until she saw me. Venom said “I call bullshit.. but it’s all good. You don’t even realize you’re a sacrifice. Slate was convinced that I would immediately kill you for trying to kill my mate. He’s not going to rescue you.” She sneered “Yes he will come! As soon as he figures out where I am. Wherever you take me.” Venom laughed “Oh.. this is fun. You keep telling yourself that, okay?” I looked at her and whispered “I sure hope you know what collateral damage is, little girl. Be

My skin was practically translucent now, my veins branching out like black spiderwebs. Images began to surface in the mirror. The mirror showed a battle on the clan borders, two years past. As the clan's top assassin, Cassian had infiltrated the Fallen's lair alone. But it was an ambush. In the vision, he was covered in blood. A Fallen’s claws had torn open his throat, severing the carotid artery. Black venom was creeping into his veins. It was Fallen necro-venom. Left untreated, the victim would devolve into a mindless Ghoul within three days.

His brain is completely convinced that such a devious, sneaky plan must have come straight from this pretty boy doctor he hates so much. I return his angry glare with a very bright smile and warn the executive elders, "Everyone should be highly careful before your lips touch the rim. The dark venom used inside this room is called shadow arsenic. It is completely lethal and it acts fast. Once the toxin takes effect on your veins, not even the fastest running warrior from the Silver Fang Healing Center can save your life!" This text terrifies the executive elders even more, making several old wolves tremble visibly on their benches. Liam finally loses his perfect composure and shouts out in pu