Venom Crossover Fanfiction Novels & Stories

*"Yes. *YES*!" I am lightning. I am hunger. I *unmake*. The corpses dissolve. The temple trembles. Eden stares, horror and awe warring in his eyes. *"Mom...?"* Veyra steps forward, reaching for my storm. *"Mine now."* But the venom isn't hers. It isn't the Weaver's. It's *mine*. I seize Veyra's wrist, storm and venom fusing. *"You don't want my storm,"* I whisper. *"You want *this*."*

the room door flung open and Cheyenne walk in holding a cup full of black Mamba venom . "what's..what's that " she ask starring at the cup .I smirk and collected it from Cheyenne " this here is a venom I extracted from a black Mamba snake and it's also the combination of my alpha venom . a drop of this in your system and you and that your baby will be good bye news "I said with a sly smile . I could hear her heart beat thundering in her rib cage ,her face instantly flushed white and fear was now written on her face .

Everything in my field of vision blurs a little from the venom in the forsaken bite and I have to keep blinking in order to clear it. 'Fuck, fuck, fuck!' I think and my wolf laughs at me. I swear I can see a smile on her face as she takes over. "Whatever you're thinking about me, you can stop it right now Celeste.." I tell her. She rolls her eyes and her speed is incorporated into our body. We leave the forsaken behind and circle back to the river to grab our things and maybe even cross. The venom is slowly working its way through my body and I can feel it as it burns through my system.

She got the vial from her pocket and she squeezed it and threw it against her face and it broke. Jun screamed, steam all over the side of her face that the bottle broke. She ignored that fact that that wasn’t meant to happen. That that was an antidote and it wasn’t meant to hurt her face like that. Takashi had tried to kill her again. Or was that the antidote or she had swiped one again? “You piece of…..” Jun ran towards her and Karou sidestepped her tripping her in the process and she stumbled, her head hitting the rail. A loud ‘CLANG’ bouncing off the walls. And Karou ran and launched her foot forward and she fell over.

On the night of their fourth wedding anniversary, Raymond Whitmore stood on a Boston stage and unveiled a perfume called Eternal Claire, dedicating it to the woman he swore he would love until his last breath. The world called it the most romantic gesture of the year. Claire called it a cage with a golden lid. Because thirty minutes later, a stranger sent her a video of that same perfume being poured over another woman's naked chest, in a suite two floors below the ballroom, by her husband's very hands. For four years, Claire had traded her PhD, her name, and her silence for a marriage the tabloids envied. In return, she got a mother-in-law who called her barren, a husband who called h

But the light around Lucian flickers, shifting from blue to red, and the sound he makes, half gasp, half growl, rips right through me. The lead healer steps forward, towards me. “The dagger he was stabbed with was coated with poison,” she says, looking at Caelum. “It’s not just wolfsbane. It’s Corvus Venom.” Caelum’s head snaps toward her. “That’s impossible. The venom was banned centuries ago.” Her expression darkens. “Someone found a way to bring it back.” “Then fix it!” I shout. “You’re fae, you’re supposed to fix things like this!”

Damien was standing at the altar in his ceremonial robes, looking like every fantasy I'd ever had of my Alpha mate. And beside him, her. Vivian Cross. Beautiful, blonde, perfect Vivian with her honey-sweet smile, her elegant hands, and her belly just starting to swell. "I, Damien Blackwood, Alpha of the Crescent Moon Pack, reject you, Sera Nightshade, as my mate and my Luna." The words echo in my skull. Clinical. Cold. Like he was reading a grocery list instead of destroying my entire world.

“Your blood, the stone and soon, my cure will be complete.” I lunged against the ropes, ignoring the pain. “You’re both monsters!” My voice broke, despair clawing at me. Angelica wouldn’t even meet my gaze now, her betrayal a knife twisting deeper. Velan smirked, pulling a syringe from his coat. “Fertility and poison cure was almost there. Just need more research.” He plunged the needle into my arm again, drawing a thick stream of crimson as I screamed, my vision blurring. “Patience, hybrid. It will all be over for you soon”

A fire that long since burned out. But now, it's crackling. A living flame and all I want to do is burn everything to the ground with it. Tears wet my face as I stared at the name scribbled on the journal. Dante Romano. I guess I'll be your new predator.

"Not the sex. The claiming. When I bite you, when my venom enters your bloodstream... it's going to feel like fire in your veins. Like dying and being reborn. And you're going to scream." "Venom?" "Lycan claiming venom. It rewrites your biology. Links us on a cellular level. Makes it so you can feel what I feel, crave what I crave. And once it takes..." His teeth grazed my skin. "...there's no going back. You'll be mine until one of us dies. And even then, the bond doesn't fully break. You'll feel the absence like a missing limb for the rest of your life." "You're really selling this," I said shakily.