Symbiote Agony Novels & Stories

The digital displays lining the walls of Genesis Island’s central command center bathed Elara in a cold, blue light. She stood perfectly still, her eyes tracking the chaotic thermal imaging transmitted via hacked satellite feeds from the Volkov Syndicate’s fortified estate. Beside her, Dante mirrored her stillness, his heavy, warm presence a comforting anchor in the sterile, high-tech room. On the screens, the thermal blooms representing the Syndicate’s high command were systematically winking out, one by one. Her genetically targeted mutation—a brilliant, horrifying synthesis of biological warfare and cellular reprogramming—was executing its final protocol with ruthless efficiency.

he said, placing the food in front of her. Gwen frowned at first, and then winced as flashes of memories passed through her head. Different memories that spanned decades ran through her mind, and the emotions that came along with it; fear, hatred, anger, sorrow. “I remember,” she whispered, clutching her head. “I remember everything.” “So it is true. You really are the Abomination.” The doctor said. Gwen slowly looked at him, still trying to understand what exactly was going on. “Would someone please explain just what exactly the Abomination is?” Sheryl said frustrated, breaking the silence.

Agony had to have been aware on some sub-conscious level, as he'd reacted in fury when the vampire had struck her, but that moment had vanished in the midst of his other half's insanity bare moments later, and he had almost killed them all. He'd almost killed her. Not just the strange girl who had come out of nowhere, but her mother too. It was just like...just like all those years ago when he was born...Agony tried to destroy everything that they loved. "Stop, Kothari!" "Fuck off! I hate you! Leave us alone! You're toxic, Agony. All you can do is lash out and destroy everything we hold dear. We are stronger than you. Together we will excise you forever and you'll never hurt anyone ever agai

Yet another pounces on me and I hear a scream. From the corner of my eyes, I see Marlene and Nana being captured by Zion’s men. The distraction cost me for the last guy manages to grab my leg and stab the syringe into me. Pain explodes in my leg and I stumble just as Zion gets up from the ground. The liquid silver enters my body, they fill my every pore, dig under my skin and feed on my organs. The poison burns and yet it sends a chill into my bones that no prayer to the moon goddess could ever warm.

​"My throat... I can't breathe! Cough!" ​Agonized, guttural screams echoed continuously from the elite Lycan knights trapped on the floor below. In its gaseous form, pure silver was exponentially more lethal than its solid counterpart. The moment the microscopic metallic particles were pulled into their lungs, they instantly bonded with their internal energy pathways, completely blocking their transformation abilities and forcibly dragging them back into their weak, vulnerable human forms. ​Massive Lycan warriors, who were usually revered as unstoppable monsters on the battlefield, were collapsing by the dozen onto the cold marble floor, their fingers clawing desperately at their own throats

- Why not a little witch? Dark laughs takes Agnes in his arms, and, with his super speed, runs to the bedroom, laying Agbes, already naked, on the bed. Colby looks at his mate, who has only shaken his hand so far, and the boy smiles. - I think it's time to forget the past and let you mark me. Colby smiles and asks. - Are you influenced by the pheromones that hover in the air? - Forget what I said. - he says, turning his back, pretending to be upset.

Instead of throwing it away or keeping it back in his pocket, he forced it into my mouth. "Animal! That's what you are. And you are meant to eat pieces of cotton," I choked on my tears. "Please!" That was the only word I could utter. "Get your ass out and get ready to visit the hospital," He left the room after saying this. How can God be this cruel? First, I was killed by my boyfriend and best friend, and when I thought I had been given a second chance, I was reborn into the body of a woman who was occasionally abused by her husband and his concubine. I didn't wish for this. He should have allowed me to die and rest in peace. Why did he bring me here to suffer more?

- Luna growled, and her eyes changed the color to violet. Xavier's changing stopped immediately, and his eyes widened in shock. He mumbled as his throat was still in an iron grip. - Why is this not working? Who are you?

“I’ll be with you, every step. I love you, okay? You’ll be fine,” “Oh come on,” Elena chuckled lightly then winced against. “I’m not in the least bit scared. Okay? I’ve died before. Or did you forget I was reborn for revenge?” ……………………………………………………………………………………………. Twelve hours later. Elena and Marco Donatelli welcomed twin baby girls to the world. Both mother and children were perfectly healthy. THE END.

Killian asked, a grim smirk touching his lips. "A massive one," I said. "A cytokine storm. I am going to make the Palace's own defense mechanisms tear Isabella out of the throne." I drove the long-gauge needle into the pulsing silver heart of the core. I didn't hesitate. I emptied the vial. The reaction was instantaneous. A high-pitched, harmonic shriek echoed through the foundations. The silver fluid in the tubes turned a muddy, angry grey. Above us, I could hear Isabella’s voice change from a whisper to a scream of pure, clinical agony.