Venom Fanfic Novels & Stories

His fingers dangle with my p**t. Another push and he's definitely at my honey island. Heavy tears stream down my eyes. This really is terrible. I shouldn't end as such. I shouldn't end as chear to my mate and s*x toy to an alpha. This really is my end because he threatens death after this. Death am a hundred percent unprepared. He claims am immune to his alpha's venom which really is wierd as non except alpha's are immune to fellow alpha's cure venom. That is mysterious but it's for another day.

Noise sounded from outside and the next thing I saw was my door opened and Venom walked in with many other footsteps behind him “Yooo! Bro where the fuck are …….” But he could not finish up his sentence as he saw me seated on the floor with alcohol “Nile?” He called in shock and ran towards me, “What's going on here?” Felix voice sounded, “Shit, Nile what the fuck?!” Freddo yelled “Fucking take these bottles away!” Venom yelled at them as he lifted me up and laid me on the couch “Shit man, did your girlfriend break your heart?” Kevin asked picking the bottles with Freddo

To just use the work to separate the things between us. She pouted her lips while nodding her head. "I thought there is even a small chance that you will like him. In that way, no one can bully me again. Thinking that my friend will be the future wife of the Prince of the Blood Moon Pack. It's really amazing right?" She playfully asked. I smiled and shook my head. She's letting her head to the story behind her imagination and I can't fight it.

I said with disgust "Oh shut it, be thankful that I'm not getting into details of how he trailed kisses down my neck an... " "Ok, now I'm heading to my room" I picked up my bag and headed for the grand stairs, the last thing I needed to hear was how my brother and best friend made love and decided they had planned to make pups. I got to my room and immediately stripped out of office wear and headed to the bathroom. I filled the bathtub with hot water with a ray of scented products. The bath steamed with bubbles on top of the water. I slipped into the huge hot tub, I felt my body relaxing as I immediately slipped into the water. I closed my eyes and rested against the rim. I got out of the s

"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.

AVA "I don't understand...Why are you showing this to me?" I asked. Venom rubbed the back of his neck, a grimace on his face. "The moment I first saw you at the bar, I couldn't look away because you reminded me of her" he told me. "But, I'm not her" I said. Venom sighed. "I thought so at first. But, my wolf recognises you" I stared at him, flabbergasted. It didn't make a lot of sense. True, there was some undeniable sexual tension between us. But, he wasn't my mate.

Lennex wrapped his arms around me and held me close. "Amarok and Luna will have more, I can guarantee that," he said softly and lifted my chin to kiss me sweetly. An unbridled anger was boiling inside of my veins and I wanted Firo's head on a platter. Lennex bent my head and licked the dried blood from my neck and inserted his fangs filling my veins with an unheard of amount of his mate venom. He will never destroy our bond, he growled through our mind-link and I grinned happily feeling like I was an extension of his being. He licked his bite and smiled at me.

This has her relaxing in seconds, wanting to kiss me back in hopes it will distract me from what needs to be done. I kiss the side of her mouth, trailing my kisses down her neck and over her favourite spot until I meet the scare that keeps repeating itself. Pulling back, I dust my fingers over the healed wound from years ago, yet still so prominent in my eyes and hers especially. “Stay still,” I order, bending over, moving her hair away. She lets out the most heartbreaking scream as I sink my teeth into her delicious neck, tasting her blood and extracting my venom into her. Her limbs don’t even move underneath my grip, not like they usually do when I bite down into a human. Instead, she seem