Thunderbolts Agent Venom Novels & Stories

Pity he's now dead, otherwise I'd have done it myself. I centre my attention back on the issue at hand as I look at Maybelline searchingly. "There's something I still don't understand. I died, so how did you bring me back to life, and -" "Oh, Batista, I've been following you for awhile now, ever since you rose in rank, reinvented yourself and became Ash Thunder, as if you were trying to wipe away the past." She sighs and stands as she begins to pace. "The DEA works closely with the best scientists, and we have at our disposal, ground- breaking drugs, not yet tested, but still quite potent. It's what we use in helping targets."

They need a paper trail," Kaelen muttered, his thoughts racing as he analyzed his vulnerabilities. They need witnesses. He thought of the people who might lead them back to himself. Only two men knew the full extent of his treason Vance and Marcus. While he doesn't know the whereabouts of Marcus who had vanished into the lower sectors during the bakery raid he knew exactly where his Vanguard commander was hiding. Kaelen realized he had to take care of Vance, and he had to do it right now, before they would call him out to testify before the assembled elders. Moving with a frantic, quiet efficiency, Kaelen walked over to his private medicine cabinet hidden behind a heavy velvet drapery. He pu

Upon execution, it could transform the air into a lightning pool, unleashing various forms of thunderbolts that served as a remarkable offensive weapon. As Thorold possessed the rare Thunderbolt Consitution, he enjoyed significant advantages with lightning-attribute skills and combat techniques. Only one-in-ten-thousand people within the Bleurealm could possess such a constitution, and those who possessed unique variants of the Thunderbolt Constitution were particularly renowned for their offensive capabilities. They could be mentioned in the same breath as those who were devoted to swordsmanship.

“Don’t blink. This is… um… a hammer. “But it’s not an ordinary hammer. It’s a mid-level Soulbound Weapon. At the same time, it’s at the highest level among mid-level Soulbound Weapons. It’s only one step away from being a high-level Soulbound Weapon. “Its name is Hammer of Thunder! “The Hammer of Thunder is the maximum mid-level Soulbound Weapon. It is very powerful, and it’s made from the Thunder Heart Stone that was refined by the Heavenly Thunder. It has a very strong thunder and lightning attributes. Whenever you’re fighting an enemy, thunder and lightning will come out at the same time with just a smash of the hammer. Your enemy will not be able to resist, and its attacking range is fle

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The venom isn't poison-it's a *conduit*. It slithers through my veins like liquid static, stitching itself to the storm's ghost still buried in my bones. Every heartbeat fractures the world: frozen forest, gold-tinged battlefield, derelict chapel where the Weaver stitches stars into a child's skin. Eden's voice wavers in and out, human and raw, his hands gripping my shoulders as he shouts words drowned by the snow's howl. The ground melts and refreezes in jagged spirals, obeying the fevered rhythm of my pulse.

A pitch-black arrow shot out from nowhere, slicing past the tip of Chase's nose before embedding itself into a nearby tree. The fletching at the tail end quivered slightly, emanating a dense, ominous aura. It had been coated with an incredibly potent poison. The arrowhead was jet black with faint arcs of electricity crackling along its surface. Chase's expression darkened as he recognized this weapon. The Netherworld Thunderbolt Arrow—a weapon specifically designed to exterminate demonic entities. "Damn it!" A flicker of fear crossed his eyes as he instinctively leaped back, widening the distance between himself and the zombie soldier.

By, Tamar writes 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐋𝐀𝐍'𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••BLACK VENOM COB•• Inside a room, Rexton could be seen laying on the bed with tubes connected to him as the machine beeped slowly at intervals.

Three days later, Raven found herself deeper in Diamondback territory than ever before, sitting across from Venom in his private office above the Black Fang. The room was a study in controlled menace—expensive furniture mixed with obvious displays of wealth and power. Stacks of cash sat openly on side tables, and she could see the outline of at least three different weapons within easy reach of his chair. "Your first assignment went well," Venom said, pouring himself a glass of aged whiskey. He didn't offer her one, which she took as both an insult and a test. "Snake was impressed with your composure under pressure."

VENDETTA ( Love of Darkness or Night) Written by: Authoress Ricky Genres: Action , Erotica , Drama THREE VENDETTA I walk in and the sound of the music was blaring in the hair and some were dancing while some where busy spraying money on the Strippers. And of course, there are many drugs dealers and some criminals I would be just arrest here but CIA don't do shit. We plan a mission we achieve it. "What did you say he is wearing"I said to my ear Bluetooth that anyone wouldn't notice actually. It for protection incase something goes wrong and I can actually communicate to my back up.

“You old fool! Why did you sell me out? I thought you were under an oath!” He barks, raining kicks on his lawyer. “I didn't sell you out! I've only been loyal to you!” “Easy on the poor lawyer. You'll kick his ass when you two guys end up in prison. I hope you both share a cell or something!” Torres stops them still grinning. He's the funniest as well as the most dangerous detective I've ever seen. The office telephone rings drawing our attention towards it. “Pick it bastard!” Jeff commands. George staggers towards it and presses the receiver on his ear.