Spidey Venom 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

"I'll die first." "Then I'll make sure even hell won't accept your soul." Serena hissed before lashing an elbow down his spine. That was her stink. Marconi yelled as the pain travelled all over his body. He dropped to the floor, his hand on his back, the pain excruciatingly taking over his mentality; so intensely that he was forgetting about himself. His bowels emptied themselves all over his pants. The big yellow viper wasn't tattooed on her back for nothing; she wasn't referred to as the Lord's most dangerous predator just cause. She earned it. Her venom would hit you so bad, like she said, hell itself would reject your soul.

He asked this question quite slowly but lethally that was burning my heart. Just like I expected, he is not the person I saw years ago. His years are dark just like his soul. Venom was filling up inside me just by looking at his face. After what he had done, I want him gone. "Definitely better than you Azvameth," I replied but he kept smirking.

Thanks to his strong cultivation, he managed to suppress the toxin from spreading for the time being. Presbytery Gui sneered and said mockingly, "I raised this centipede with the venom of scorpions, Dendrobates, and venomous snakes, so it's extremely virulent. Even if you are in the Acquired Realm, you will die within two hours if you're poisoned!"

“Let’s find somewhere safe together.” A strange skittering sound made me whip toward the shopping district. A long, spindly humanoid figure crawled up the wall and vanished over the roofline. Oh god... what in the fresh fuck was that? We have spider creeps now? I blinked hard and stared at the bowling ball-sized holes punched into the brick wall. the sleds reins pulled taut. I swallowed my terror and turned back to Trey. He stood pale and frozen, his body locked in a runner’s crouch. His eyes remained glued to the roof, and only his white-knuckled grip on the reins kept him from bolting.

Vincent had once told her he was the Viper, but he preferred to be called the Spider, because he thought Spiders were more cunning. Now she was going to be that he had failed to be, because the spider had been squashed and his head torn. She would now be the Viper. For the serpent’s way was to slither unseen, just like she had come to Vieuti without a single hint reaching him, not until the day she let him see her as she drove in the hospital park, to poison the well from within, just like she had done with her carefully chosen nurse, Jenny, and to strike, before watching the effects of its venom from a safe corner.

"Alright, could you... explain everything? Like, how did your venom give me the ability to disappear?” Damien turned to face me, his expression serious. "Your new ability is called Veilshift. It allows you to temporarily blend into the fabric of space and time, making you vanish from sight and slip through realms. Triggered by intense emotions, it reacts to your mental state, binding with my venom in your blood. In moments of distress, Veilshift pulls you into a hidden dimension, leaving anyone trying to follow completely disoriented—no trace of you left behind. And," he added, his voice softer, "when you disappear, even I can’t trace you.”

He didn’t look away from me. Until Lucien stepped forward with a syringe. Black. Iron. Thick as my wrist, filled with a pulsing red-black liquid that glowed like it had been distilled from suffering itself. Voidvenom. I didn’t know how I knew the name, but I did. Every nerve in my body screamed no. “Don’t.....” I rasped, but my voice broke halfway. Lucien shoved the needle into Zane’s throat. The plunger hissed. The venom surged into him with a cruel hiss of steam.

I returned to my seat within my wagon, in the nest I had created between the boxes of Daerton’s precious potions, and added the mushrooms to them, next to the golden coil of Rapunzel’s hair. “What is this?” Perditha asked as she joined me, kneeling before the crates and lifting the little jars of potion. “Anti-venom,” I told her. “These here,” I gestured to the left. “Are made from the venom of the spider monsters, the right from… well, I’m not sure what to call it. The ones in the middle were an attempt of creating a more universal anti-venom. They were tested on rats, and appeared to be successful…”

Jake watched a dark red slimy substance flow out from the top of the can, descending down its sides and began to slowly creep towards him, reminding him of Venom, the alien from Tobey Maguire's Spider-Man. The scary gooey substance hissed and Jake could see small bubbles pop out of it like it was boiling. At one point, some of the substance lurched out at him, landing on his left arm which began to burn like hell. It felt like hot lava, smoldering his skin. He was just about to scream when someone put a hand on his shoulder. “Excuse me, is this yours?” The burning immediately stopped as Jake turned to find a young woman with glasses standing in front of him, her hand outstretched toward him,