Spider-gwen Venomized Novels & Stories

I shook her reaction off, wanting to know more about Lily and the venom now that she was here. Gwen was a witch, and over the years I had made some pretty good connections with the witches from her coven that they had agreed to come help us out. I had hoped she'd be able to help us figure out a way to find a cure but she had said that she couldn't. However, I was hoping she'd be able to tell me something about the venom itself, anything that would help us find a cure. I opened my mouth to do the same but then realised that Ivy was still here. I couldn't quite talk about all this in front of her, it'd raise too many questions in her mind and she was better off without all this burdening her.

He collapsed back on the sofa, eyes fluttering closed. Marcella tucked the vial into a second container, sealing it in a velvet-lined box. Knock. Soft. Timed. She opened the door slightly and handed the package off to the silent courier—a man in a crisp black suit. No words were exchanged. When she turned back, Giovanni was snoring lightly, the potion finally dragging him into a heavy sleep. She bent down, brushing his damp hair off his forehead. “Sweet dreams, Giovanni,” she whispered. “You just gave me everything I needed.”

"That Edward, he's nothing but a homewrecker, stole my wedding right from under me! If he hadn't gotten in the way, we'd be back together by now!" I could not help but roll my eyes at his pathetic attempt. "Say one more thing about my husband, and you can kiss your life in Luminous City goodbye." Seeing I meant business, Trevin changed his tune. Tears poured down his cheeks as he wailed about how unfairly he had been treated. "Yara, you have no idea. Wren's a monster… she's not even human. She torments me every single night until I can't even recognize myself!"

After coming up with a plan, she took note of the things she needed and quickly picked them up. She noticed that in a section of the room, there were different bottles with poisonous substances in them. One of them was snake venom. Thinking about how Stok moved around with different types of poison, she decided to also hold something that might come in handy. She put on gloves and dipped her bullets in the snake venom before loading her gun. Afterward, she walked toward the ladder took one last look at Shawn, and ran back to the bed. She kissed his cheeks and said, "Shawn, I just need forty minutes. I promise I'll be back within forty minutes, okay?"

The eight-legged monster screamed and jumped onto Zen’s face, but the gamer refused to let the red flower go, storing it safely in his inventory as the spider monster dug its legs and little teeth into Zen’s skin, injecting venom that burned. The gamer stood no chance as he fell from the tree from the shock but thankfully, he did not have to feel the effects of the brutal poison after his health bar hit zero upon contact with the floor. He was too high up the tree to land safely, and the shuddering sound of bone cracking replaced the gross feeling of hairy legs on his face. The last thing Zen registered were the manly screams of his terrified guildmates when the spider turned towards them. I

, he asked sarcastically. Venitia overlooked his sarcastic question and said "There was a time I read about the black spider poison and...." She was hastily interrupted. "What do you know about the poison", Luca asked "I was going to explain that before you interrupted me", Venitia glared at him. "Sorry", he muttered. "As I was saying; the poison was gotten from the black widow spider, the rarest specie of spiders. Once it gets into the body of the host, it kills the host within hours...."

Gronta glanced his eyes at Matthew for a second. "Hmm, I suppose you're right. We may need to have a proper discussion about this." Guinevere spoke as if she was siding with Gronta, but her very light smile said otherwise. "By the way, I noticed a certain familiar spider in the group. Do you remember me, Theraphosa Arachne?" Almost everyone was surprised to hear Guinevere mentioned that name. None of them had thought that the elf queen and Theraphosa knew each other. "Of course, your highness.” Theraphosa said while bowing her head.

"All right, here we go. I'm all set." "Are you kidding me? We just got here. We haven't even had a drink yet. Do you think there's a way I could get you to have something a little stronger than a virgin pia colada tonight? Gwen gave a slight nod in response. Just one martini was all it took for her to become inebriated, but that was all she needed. She wasn't sure if it was the werewolf blood, the Lakota blood, or some combination of the two, but she couldn't stand the taste of alcoholic beverages in any form.

’ Saying that she disappeared from my mind. ‘Gwen?’ I mind-linked the warrior who was on duty at the border. 'I was going to mind-link you. One of the family members of a patient gave me a small box, asking me to give it to you.' 'It contains a vampire's venom. I want you to submit it to the lab for testing.' I ordered her, thinking about Lenora's ridiculous demand. As much as I knew Dad, he would love to die instead of sacrificing a newborn pup's life. Moreover, what was the guarantee that she would really give me the venom after I handed over Griffin to her?

she replied with a hint of sadistic amusement. "Ah, yes, the fear of spiders," the man acknowledged with a chilling smile that could haunt one's nightmares. "This particular breed is known as Latrodectus mactans, commonly referred to as the black widow," he explained, referring to the spiders within the case. With calculated precision, he delicately placed one upon Mr. Woods's bare chest, having previously removed his shirt.