Spidey Venom Novels & Stories

A pang of fear surged its way throughout my body as all I was able to The sea was black. Due to my loose mouth, this man took away my ability to move and see within the span of ten minutes. I grew aroused at the defenseless position I was in, my core beginning to throb. "Use your safe word if you need to, Eve ," His words softened for a second. "Yes, sir," I answered, although I had a feeling that I wouldn't want to use it. After a few seconds of silence, a burning sensation immediately rushed

Sly fox flinched away from the weapon even though his reaction didn't translate into the actual movement because his whole body feels numb and breathing was becoming more difficult. " You see this, I coated it with the venom extracted from a spider, the Black widow species. One thing about this particular venom is that it strikes your nervous system causing painful paralysis like you are feeling right now and it slowly spreads across your system eating up at your body tissues till it gets to your heart and lungs and death is imminent, " Poison regaled her captive audience as if she is in one her classes lecturing her students, her excitement obvious in her voice.

"You… What are you doing?" "What am I doing?" Kendall smirked. "Aren’t you bold and brave? I’ll give you a taste of the Dark Sky Spider. This is a special venomous creature reared by the Five Poison Sect. Once bitten by it, your entire body will turn numb and your skin will start to rot. By then you wouldn’t know whether you’re still alive or dead. Why don’t you try it?"

"You're pretty damn lucky! I set a venomous snake on you and even took your antivenom, but you still didn't die! "Why won't you just die? Die already! Die!"

the room door flung open and Cheyenne walk in holding a cup full of black Mamba venom . "what's..what's that " she ask starring at the cup .I smirk and collected it from Cheyenne " this here is a venom I extracted from a black Mamba snake and it's also the combination of my alpha venom . a drop of this in your system and you and that your baby will be good bye news "I said with a sly smile . I could hear her heart beat thundering in her rib cage ,her face instantly flushed white and fear was now written on her face .

“—when I ran test on her blood and the venom, I realized that it had somehow mutated genetic—retroviral ones, cross-spliced with active lupine genomes.” His brows dipped. “English, Ashina.” I glared at him. That had been his line—back when I’d ramble about my lab work. He didn’t understand a thing but he wanted to. A tiny shard of nostalgia wedged itself into my ribs. Kael’s eyes flashed like the memory hit him too. I shoved both the nostalgia and that look aside. “It’s engineered,” I said. “The venom in the bite was altered.” Kael swore under his breath as something like recognition flickered behind his expression, and immediately pulled his phone out and began typing furiously, his jaw loc

Professor Heist shivered and blurted out, "It... it may have something to do with the thick smoke just now." He was just guessing. But he guessed it right. The thick smoke was produced when the Bone-Melting Powder melted all the Venomous insects. But even if they knew it had something to do with the thick smoke, they couldn't find anything.

"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 —"

Jeff scanned their faces. “Jeff.” Kevin made his way to his son’s side and viewed the lifeless bodies. “What have you done?” While his father spoke from what seemed like miles away, Jeff replayed Mr. Drake’s final word. He hadn’t understood at first but was now transported back to the teacher’s lecture: ‘Many spiders have spinnerets that aid in putting out silk for their webs.’ Everything came into focus like someone adjusted the ring on a pair of binoculars. He met his father’s eyes. “You should run.”

He stepped closer, and she sidestepped to move away. “Wh- what was that?” she managed to stammer. Her eyes stayed on the shattered remains of the scorpion, not daring to look directly at him. Its sticky black fluids spilled all over the floor. “A Nightspike Scorpion,” he answered, his voice so deep it rumbled, the sound spreading warmth through her core. “Its venom causes nightmares, hallucinations. Prolonged exposure severs our connection to our wolf. It would’ve killed you.” She should have been grateful. She was grateful but she felt exposed under his gaze. His scarred face, framed by the unforgiving cut of his jawline, carried a brutal appeal she couldn’t tear her eyes from, even if she