Novel & Cerita Venom Brock

“Brock Chase. You have committed heinous crimes against your family, fellow wolves, and the Moon Goddess. You destroyed the lives of innocents today, all gifts from the Moon Goddess., especially the life of an unborn. For these crimes, you will be granted with death.” Kneeling at Brock’s side, Gemma plunged a hand into his chest cavity. Brock’s face held the denial he must have been feeling as her hand dug for his heart. His own hand shot out, grasping at Gemma’s stomach. “No!” I yelled! Even as his claws shredded through skin and organs, she never faltered.

"Drake, take a team with you and get that little brat and take him to the bunker, and also get Aria Kade. I want them both chained up when I come by, I will deal with my brother." "Yes boss, ", replied Drake. Kenchiki quickly hung up and brought up his brother's contact before remembering he wouldn't pick up. He stood up immediately and went to his garage and picked a random car before flooring it. Kenchiki had two hours to reach his brother's place; he was sure he was alright. ****

The emotions in his eyes were hard to distinguish. but I didn't look further for answers, those beautiful hazel eyes, once I looked lovingly had lost it's beauty. He slowly got out of their bed, the girl whined for him to stay for little more. He came closer My heart sank. Mind blank as a canvas, on which was engraved the words I heard then: “I,Ethan Brown, the future alpha of the pack, reject you, Thalia carnell as my mate and Luna of this pack.”

I rolled my eyes at this dramatic guy. “Let me get this straight. That new guy is your sister’s ex?” I nodded. “So, you are the one who beat him up that day?” And again, I nodded. Bryan thumped my working table in frustration. “Fucking hell! Why didn’t you tell me earlier?! I could help you to beat him up! Fuck, we can kill him together!” Bryan is now pacing back and forth while knitting his brow, as if he is making plans inside his head to murder someone. He suddenly turns around and look at me seriously, “we can kidnap him this afternoon and w-”

Victor and Troy loaded the large satchel of gold coins and jewels in the back of Lexi’s SUV. The rain pounded on the vehicle. “It’s done,” Victor said breathlessly. “All right,” Blake said. “Brock, I’m afraid this is where we part ways.” Before Lexi knew it, Troy had shot Brock. The gun shot was ten times as loud because of the walls in the mausoleum. If the doors weren’t wide open, they would have gone deaf.

"Brock, you don't have to do this!" "Why?" Brock laughed without humor. "So you can arrest me and try me for war crimes against the Alpha? I think not! I'll take my chances now." Julien growled. "Then so be it." He bit Brock's neck, spitting out a chunk of his fur and flesh. Brock fell backward and Julien jumped on his chest, shoved his muzzle into his chest, and pulled out his heart, as blood gushed over the lawn, seeping into the ground. Brock's body phased immediately into his human form, his eyes wide and his mouth open in disbelief.

Cobra regarded him for a while and sighed, "I'm sorry about your father. He was already dead when I arrived at the scene." "I know," Bryce gritted his teeth. "I also know who killed him and I want her dead. No matter what it costs, she must die." "Queen Scorpion?" Cobra asked. Bryce nodded, "How did you know?" "You were mumbling her name in your subconscious state. But she is just one little girl. How was she able to bring down the Wild Stallions? I still find it hard to believe," Cobra explained. "She had help," Bryce replied. "I want them all dead; every single one of them should be killed."

He raised his hand indicating me to stop speaking "No I don't want to hear a word. Get out. JUST FUCKING GET OUT OF MY HOUSE" "Adam, no, please," I begged him. "Please, Adam, I love you," I whispered. Something snapped inside him when I said those words. He walked towards me and slapped me right across my face. End of flashback __________________ I shot up in a sitting position with a hand on my cheek. My dog Bruce was barking near my bed. He stopped at once when he saw I was up. I ran a hand through my messy brown hair. My body was completely drenched in sweat. I huffed.

Even if a vampire is captured and their blood extracted, it wouldn’t have the same results. There were other things in the mixture when it was created into a pill that allowed whoever took it to heal instantly. Despite our enhanced senses, none of our kind could determine the ingredients. No one knew how to obtain the pill either, which made me even more curious about Tobias. “How did you get this?” My eyes snapped to Tobias. “It has been handed down in my family for centuries.” Tobias shrugged nonchalantly. “This is precious, why are you giving it to me?” I closed the bottle and held it between my hands as if it might break if I let it go.

She glared half-heartedly before sinking back onto the mattress. Damien walked over to the dresser, pulling out a drawer. Liz watched, confused—then alarmed—when he retrieved a short, sharp ceremonial knife. How that object had gotten there, she wasn't sure. It was strange to think they'd both been living in this room for four days now. Through it all, she hadn't seen phoenix Sven once. “What… what are you doing?” “You need blood to recover.” His tone was firm, showing that he wouldn't accept no for an answer. “Real blood. Not the diluted supplements the child gives you to shut.”