Tryst Six Venom นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Wasting no more time, he stretched his arm back and threw the Trident toward the beast's head like a Javelin. Beast was still squirming in pain, and it couldn't predict Creed's next attack. The speed with which the trident came at the beast was too huge for it to counter, even with its fine reaction speed. The Trident went through the beast's head like a knife through the butter. The beast got pinned on another branch by its head. Its body was still tossing and turning in pain for seconds, even after death. [Shuma-Slither Killed] [Gained Soul Crystal +1 ]

"They’re too bright. The mud is washing off. We need to hide them." "How?" Tristan walked to his desk. He rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a small glass vial filled with a milky liquid. "Belladonna extract," he said. "Diluted. It’s for… recreational use. Dilates the pupils." He held it up. "If your pupils are blown wide, the black swallows the violet. It will make you sensitive to light. Your vision will blur close up. And you’ll look drugged." He offered it to her.

“You come close and I will fuck you up.” “Zip it, minion!” Tristan shot. The anger felt endless, swallowing me whole just by standing beside him. “Tell your father to repeat what he said about my mum.” “Guys, I think this is going too far,” Theo muttered as the tension built up. “What are you going to do, little Venom?” Godswill asked, chuckling softly. “I might not be gifted like you kids, but trust me, I can handle a dog and put him on his leash.”

"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.”

"Some nights are made for torture, or reflection, or the savoring of loneliness"- Poppy Z. Brite. Rose's POV: My body shook as silent cries of agony escaped me. Mr. Victor just stood there, frozen, thunderstruck, angry. His eyes were glued to Madeline's pale, lifeless face. His eyes were red, which made his turquoise irises stand out more, making him look hauntingly devastated. He let out a roar and shoved me away from her. My back hit the cold floor with a loud thud as a searing pain shot through from my spine.

I am Luna, a cursed Lycan. The sins of my grandfather brought this curse upon me. According to the witches, nothing can break this curse. The witch who placed the curse is dead and now we make sacrifices every full moon to her to beg her. This sacrifice started when I was fourteen and now I'm nineteen. I guess six years isn't enough for her broken heart. If you asked me I'd say she was being cruel. I mean six years of living in hell aren't enough for her to let me go and let me be?.

Tristan’s eyes began to look brighter and some of the lesser bites began to disappear. “What’s happening?” Chloe asked. “Is this good or bad?” Lizzy didn’t answer as she focused on injecting the remaining doses of anti-venom into Tristan. He winced from his body’s reaction at the injection site, but, otherwise, said nothing. Chloe placed her hand on his cheek and directed his face so that she could look into his eyes. “How do you feel?” He smiled and pulled her close enough to whisper in her ear. “I feel like making love to you, my Chloe.”

Finally he gave up, he took a very long breath then finally grabbed both of June's shoulders and kissed her forehead. "If this is what you want. I'm giving in, June," Drake said finally. He then backed away as if to let Vladimir continue the process. “Vladimir, carry on,” June said to Vladimir. "Make sure, he won't kill a human," said Drake. “As you can see, Dragon King. We have already made preparations,” said Vladimir in a graceful manner. June closed her eyes and Vladimir started injecting his venom into June's neck. Instantly, June felt her whole body ached. She wanted to rebel, but her body was tightly bound. Her whole body felt like it was burning and all her bones were crushed.

Each noise told a story; each vibration whispered threats. He moved through the first lunging creature with controlled agility, the thrill of the hunt sharpening his mind. A swift, precise strike sent it crashing against the trunk of a tree. Another attacked from the side, jaws snapping, but he sidestepped, twisting with fluid precision, striking with a force that left the creature stunned. A particularly large Lupari lunged, teeth bared, eyes wild. Azriel sidestepped again, grasping its throat with unyielding strength. Its growl turned into a yelp as he held it firmly, eyes blazing with fury.