Sweetest Venom Novels & Stories

His fingers dangle with my p**t. Another push and he's definitely at my honey island. Heavy tears stream down my eyes. This really is terrible. I shouldn't end as such. I shouldn't end as chear to my mate and s*x toy to an alpha. This really is my end because he threatens death after this. Death am a hundred percent unprepared. He claims am immune to his alpha's venom which really is wierd as non except alpha's are immune to fellow alpha's cure venom. That is mysterious but it's for another day.

the sorcerer, Ulysses, narrowed his eyes at me, “But before that, are you sure your maid can overhear such confidential matters?” “Eileen?” Princess Cecilia glanced back at me. “She’s fine.” “Oh, is that so?” The sorcerer smiled meaningfully. This sorcerer seemed intent on dismissing me. He wanted to be alone with the Princess. I clenched my fists, seething with anger as I tightened my sleeves. “Eileen can stay. Continue with your explanation,” Cecilia ordered without hesitation. “Very well.” The sorcerer sipped his tea, his smile unchanged. “Wolf venom is a toxin unique to werewolves. Without blood mushrooms, even a sorcerer might not be able to counter it.”

And while he had bitten the ogres, he hadn’t swallowed their blood, unconsciously knowing it was poison to him. The last person he’d drunk from was Grace. He’d gulped from her neck, her taste so decadent he’d wanted to stay there forever. And maybe he would have. Maybe he would have drained her if the thought of losing her had not slammed through him. That, followed by the thought of sampling the heaven between her legs, had driven him to leave her neck and descend. And he’d never been so glad to end a meal. Between her legs, she was sweeter than the nectar of honeysuckle.

"Don't ask me anything now, Jas. He had consumed two vials of bright ashes. His heartbeat was getting low. Do something. I can't afford to lose him." Her eyes widened at my panicked voice. "Bright ash is the most powerful venom used to kill vampires! … It was very so rare venom. There was no antidote found to that. But I was taught to slow down its effects. I need some quartz, clear coal and some medicinal herbs. Close the curtain of this room and keep the room as dark as possible. Darkness always reduced the effects of the venom." I used my powers to bring the thing she asked outside the room. She looked at them in wonder and I let my darkness guard his room. I could see everything very cle

Smiling gratefully, I took it. After a gulp, I swirled it, watching the burgundy liquid stain the clear glass. "It has been a while but some things I can't forget. I think my favorite vibrator was from Ravishing." She laughed then said, "Mine too. I miss this. It was fun and simpler when we only had this secret job to worry about." She raised her eyebrows with a naughty grin. I clinked glasses with her in agreement. After that, she rushed into the kitchen and brought out some sushi.

Adrian's father had intended for the event to be big, but Adrian insisted on strict invitations, giving orders that the guest list for his wedding should not exceed two hundred. All the invited guests were seated, and the organist has been playing for more than thirty minutes, and not a single person in attendance has grown restless because this is the event of Adrian Smith, the youngest and richest billionaire in the whole world, the only man whose facial appearance alone speaks volumes of his wealth. They all sat and waited patiently to watch as the most handsome and eligible bachelor in town got set to march to the altar with his bride. Soon, the organist changed its beatings into that of

I cried, my fingers tightening in his hair. He groaned against me, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through my core. He ate me like he was obsessed— messy, hungry, and relentless. His tongue dipped inside me, fucking me with slow, deep thrusts before returning to my clit. He sucked harder, then softer, alternating rhythms until I was writhing beneath him, hips grinding against his face shamelessly. “Fuck, you taste so good, baby,” he growled between licks, his voice muffled against my pussy. “So sweet and wet for me. Such a good girl.”

he chuckled as he asked her. “I heard,” Scar said. “Mouse, this is more like an audition than anything else.” He said softly. “An audition for what?” she asked as she looked around. “To find the perfect baby.” He said. “What?” She asked as she met his eyes. “Your friend must be one if she was able to get you in here. It is a closed event.” He said. “A baby, you know sugar, baby.” “A sugar baby?” She asked. “Sweetheart, you know nothing about any of this, do you?” he asked, taking in her wide eyes.