Spider-venom Marvel Novels & Stories

he didn't finish his sentence when Prince Killian suddenly leaned forward and rested his head on his shoulder, startling him. The mood was shrouded in silence as Venom stood motionless. The proximity should have made him disturbed, but something in his brain must have been malfunctioning, as he couldn't decide whether to push Prince Killian or allow him to take advantage of his remaining forbearance. "Forcas," the prince uttered. "Hm?" Venom inquired, hesitantly. "Spiders are the worst," Prince Killian replied before his whole structure went rigid and he passed out. Instantly, Venom grabbed him by the waist. He drew Prince Killian closer to his body and expressed, "Spiders. I doubt it if the

His dark brown eyes remained on the flames of the campfire as though he were alone and not in a circle of travelling companions. Venom was also usually quiet but he became louder and louder with each drink of ale, laughing raucously with Leech. Venom had mocha-coloured skin and eyes with thick dark curly hair. He was tall and broad-shouldered. His eyes held a lot of mischief and he kept looking up at the treetops. Cory knew hiding from high vantage points from which he could rain down his poison darts was his signature move in battle. Cory turned her eyes back to Hayden who looked like he was contemplating something deeply.

Standing by with her hands covering her chest, she reached out to grasp the leg that Spider Queen used to attack her and forcefully snapped it at once. The spider screamed in pain in an instant. It glared at the Dodge Tomahawk, its eight enraged compound eyes flashing with red light. It shrilled, and then its mouth moved, as if something was going to spurt out of it. Nicole saw the anomaly and quickly bounced backward. The next second, the position where she had just stood a second ago, was hit by the white slime-like substance that shot out of the spider's mouth. The ground was corroded and turned black in an instant.

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.

"That was never outsourced." From the shaded top of the steps, Leander is watching both of us with his arms crossed and the particular expression of a man who has decided that commentary is more interesting than assistance. "Seraphicent," he calls down pleasantly. "You are thirty years old," I call back, still climbing, "and you are still calling your sister a villain name." "A very accurate villain name." "Bring up the spiders and I will name you specifically in my first interview as a married woman." He grins. "You cannot call arachnophobia irrational and expect —"

“How dare you ruin the young master’s business, you bastard? Do you know how much I needed to prepare for this? I’ll kill you!” Remi pushed Miley aside, then swung his arm at Harvey. Black webs with a foul stench instantly shot forward. Harvey raised his hand, grabbing the web and studying it curiously. “You people think you’re invincible because you know martial arts? How old-school is that?! What a naive bunch!” After seeing Harvey stand still as if he had been hit, Remi seemed quite proud of himself. “You don’t know that America’s genetic science is actually the strongest! “I have the genetic data of a Black Widow spider in my genes! People like me are considered Mutants!

I swallowed a lump in my throat, the dread clouding my chest threatening to suffocate me. “Something bad’s going to happen, Dante,” I said moments later. “You need to go somewhere far away from here. Somewhere far from home. The mafia.” He stared at me for a few moments, his expression blank. “What about you?” “What do you mean?” I asked, my brows furrowed. “We’re both mafia blood, Seraph. If something bad’s really going to happen like you claim, then you wouldn’t be exempted. So,” he cocked a brow, “what about you?”

I rubbed my baby bump and walked forward, speaking with cool detachment. When Paula heard this, her face filled with disdain as she curled her lips. "It's just a spider bite! We dealt with plenty of spiders back home. It's no big deal. "You city folks are just too soft. We're not afraid of these things." Oliver chimed in, "Exactly, quit being so dramatic. We're perfectly fine, aren't we?" I raised my voice. "But this isn't an ordinary spider. It's a Black Widow! The venom is extremely potent. If you don't get treatment immediately, you could die."

The iron-armored spider's head swiveled 180 degrees in vain, unable to find Adrian. With steely resolve, Adrian delivered a crushing stomp that shattered the spider's neck, sending sparks flying. Steel fragments severed circuits, extinguishing the red glow in its eyes. Upon destroying the spider's head, it seemed to go berserk. It relentlessly tracked Adrian, no matter where he moved. Evading another strike, Adrian calmly intercepted a cold shadow aiming for his face, gripping it with immense strength until it crumbled under his bare hands, embedding deeply into the steel.

"Oh, really? We all know he would never awaken from that coma. Even the doctor proclaimed it, a hopeless case. You should consider pulling the plug; you're squandering a fortune on a man who has already departed this world!" Two years prior, Spencer, who had previously held the title of Beta, had fallen victim to a ruthless attack by rogues. Tragically, he had been shot with an ominous substance known as "Voidshade Tincture," a venom capable of crippling even the mightiest of shape-shifters and dooming them to an eternal coma. This venom had a swift and merciless effect, claiming the lives of its weakest victims within minutes. Its true nature, however, was more nefarious—it was not a mere p