Venom Comic Novels & Stories

There was this one time when Damien thought the toilet at home was clogged because of a terrible stench filling the air. He hurried out, ready to call the maintenance company to fix it overnight. But as soon as he reached the dining room, he saw Serena eating alone. The smell was coming straight from her bowl. Damien thought she must be eating something awful—how else could it smell so bad? "What on earth is that?" he asked. Serena replied, "It's snail noodle soup! It's really fragrant and delicious. Want to try some? It's seriously good..." Damien quickly declined and asked her to finish eating and clear the smell afterward. He couldn't stand the odor.

Somehow hearing whatever that was made me dizzy. It was mocking me. Speaking without words. But I couldn’t be distracted. I dipped my hand into the pouch at my side. A special present I'd requested from Vann — black sap venom. It was meant for putting down beasts of burden that were too wild to be tamed. It was an extremely powerful poison, the kind that fed on rot and spread even better in decay. I popped the cork with my teeth and smudged the thick sludge across my claws. It burned my skin. Good. It would hurt the beast more.

He groaned and gave her a heavy punch on the face that made her fall on the bed. He went on top of her and began strangling her. "I'm going to kill you!!" He gritted his teeth as he strangled her without mercy. She was coughing hard and touching everywhere. She suddenly touched an empty bare bottle. Earlier Venom was drinking as he ràped her. She picked up the bottle and smatched it on his head which made him let her go. His head was bleeding and he was groaning in pain. She took the remaining pieces and stabbed one of his eyes.

He grunted every now and then and took a sip of his drink, his thoughts wavering far into space. Venom insisted that they came here for unknown reasons; and Raven had accepted not because he wanted to but because he knew Raven had the favour of the Scorpion Mafia family. A minute later, a cough could be heard from one of the guys. “I'm exhausted, man. I feel like I need a break,” he said. Venom darted his head to his direction, the grip on the glass of whiskey in his hands intensifying. “I don't recognise you, but I did notice you look alot like Soldier Jackson. Are you both related?“

VENOM was awakened by the birds' synchronized chirping and the crowing of the morning rooster. As soon as he opened his eyes, his body jerked up and his hands ruffled his short hair. "Shit!" he muttered in a croaked voice and looked around his studio-style cabin.

I looked around, at the fluid that was being passed through my veins, at the heavily-antiseptic smelling room. His gaze hardened at my question, and his jaw twitched, as he threw his head to the side. “You were poisoned, Mi Cara,” he gritted through his teeth, “right under my nose.” “And look,” he rose to his feet then, gesturing to the center of the room, “we have the perpetrator.” I gasped as my eyes fell upon the brown-haired, young-looking man with a yakuza-type tattoo on his neck, noticing him for the first time since the lights came on, and my eyes adjusted.

"You're pretty damn lucky! I set a venomous snake on you and even took your antivenom, but you still didn't die! "Why won't you just die? Die already! Die!"

He asked this question quite slowly but lethally that was burning my heart. Just like I expected, he is not the person I saw years ago. His years are dark just like his soul. Venom was filling up inside me just by looking at his face. After what he had done, I want him gone. "Definitely better than you Azvameth," I replied but he kept smirking.

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.