Spider-gwen Venomized Novels & Stories

Cracked with molten gold and black stone veins. And on his head— Gwen. Gwen Silverthorn. The Dragon and his slave. His curse. But….. she looked ruined. Skin pale and peeling. Hair matted, tangled, falling out in patches. “Youuu,” she seethed Her voice sounded like claws scraping glass. “There you are,” she crooned, fingers digging into the space between Thorfinn’s scales. “My perfect flame.” Rage detonated inside me. "I don't belong to you."

He then leaped into the air and punched hard on the spider's back. The spider's spine broke, and its massive body collapsed to the ground. It convulsed for a while before it finally stopped moving. Green venom was splashed all over Chase. He took a deep breath. Soft silver-white light appeared on the surface of his skin to block the venom from getting in contact. The spider's venom was quite lethal. Even Chase was unable to completely block its venom despite having strong physical defense. His skin was burned and turned black from it. Blood was even gushing from the wound.

she was so looking forward to it. ______________________ ______________________ "She is a kind of...eccentric," Gwen said to Caroline and Hazel the next morning... they had to go to the southern coven, but she wanted to explain to them how things were there before they left... Their leader wasn't someone to be messed with... "Good way or bad way," Hazel asked, and Gwen sighed deeply... "Both," She responded... "She might not be too welcoming to the both of you, so please let me do the talking," Gwen said, and they nodded... Gwen sighed deeply, took the knife out of her pocket and started to recite a spell as she sliced her wrist, and her blood started to spill on the ground... she used her b

That potent painkiller could numb every nerve in my body, but it couldn't touch the ache in my heart. They had just finished the prep and were about to inject the anesthesia when my heart monitor flatlined and every machine erupted in alarms. Seeing this, the surgeons froze. The operating room doors burst open, and a nurse rushed in, panting. "You can't take her kidneys! Ms. Clara Winton was bitten by a venomous snake. The toxin has spread throughout her body. All her organs are compromised. She took a strong analgesic two days ago. Today is her last day."

Cory turned her attention to Mirrors while Titan was trying to cut Venom free. Hayden’s wolf snarled as it paced the room, agitated, looking for the old woman. He heard a high-pitched snicker as she reappeared, riding the vines as more of them shot through the window. The living room was becoming a maze of vines. The vines sprouted thorns just as Venom was released from their clutches. Venom gasped at the sight of the thorns. “Those thorns are poisonous! Don’t let them prick you!” Shouted Venom as he ducked under several thorny vines heading his way.

But he lowered his head in a silent acknowledgement. "The Vanguard will be back," Vane said, his voice finally losing its bite. "They’ll send more. They’ll send armor, and they’ll send air support." "Let them," Gideon said, blowing a cloud of smoke into the stale air. I looked at the tunnels, at the frightened faces of the pack members who were slowly starting to step out, emboldened by the victory. This was the Spiderweb Plan in action. We weren't building an army of soldiers; we were building an infestation. And infestations were notoriously hard to kill.

A massive, mutated spider the size of a dinner plate had dropped from the ceiling onto Valen’s shoulder. I couldn't swing. I was too far away. "No!" I yelled. Valen didn't scream. He looked at the spider. The spider raised its fangs, dripping with black venom. Valen’s eyes flared gold. He didn't pull. He pushed. He opened his mouth and bit the air in front of him. CRUNCH. A sound like a thunderclap inside a jar. The spider didn't explode. It imploded. It crumpled inward, as if a giant invisible hand had crushed it into a singularity. Then, a stream of blue light shot from the crushed carcass into Valen’s mouth.

I walked over with a syringe filled with a purplish fluid … “ What’s that?” Theodore asked. “Wolfsbane.. this shit will certainly jolt her up in a second ..” I sneered and injected the wolfsbane directly into her vein at the junction of her neck and clavicle within about twenty seconds, Gwen drew a sharp breath and began shrieking at the top of her voice . Her veins popped out. She struggled against the silver chains as the liquid burned her blood and veins … She thrashed, kicked, but the restraint held her in place. All she could do was to move her head and little of her upper and lower extremities.

Marcus The incident that happened at the meeting made us proud, but it also baffled us. Gwen had silver claws. It was something that should be impossible for her to have. She was a wolf, and she wasn't immune to silver, that was why she was in her present condition. As much as it was a much-welcomed development, it troubled me because I was afraid, that it might still be poisoning her system.

"Gwen," Gwen scampered over to her, grabbing her wrist and pulling her off the bed. "Onyx, you have to help me," She panted. "Calm down and tell me what happened soldier?" "Syrin has been poisoned and Luna Yaletha said it's done by a witch and the only cure is either getting a witch and we all know we don't know where to find a witch that powerful. We are left with the second choice, which is a sort of blood that can cure anything. Luna Yaletha does not know where to find it or who has it. I believe you could. Please, Onyx!"