Venom Gf Novels & Stories

Raina answered brightly, “Cayenne pepper, Mr. Vexley. You wouldn’t get it—Gale’s body is too weak right now. He needs something nourishing and full of energy. This stuff is perfect.” Cayenne pepper… nourishing? Leif pressed two fingers to his forehead in disbelief. He pointed again, this time at something dark red and slightly charred. “And this?” Raina’s eyes sparkled. “That’s a ghost pepper. Different variety. Different effect. It’s the spiciest one I could find—specially picked for Gale.” ***

Rune used his thumb to wipe my tears away and held me to his chest as he thought. "The golden poison frog or a blue-ringed octopus," he sighs and adds, "we need to find a poison dart frog, preferably a golden frog, and fill a cup with it ground up inside. The octopus is the same but harder to come by. Those two things will kill a demon. You'll need to get him to ingest it," he said sternly and I nodded. "Let's head back and act normal, what I just told you could get my head lopped off," he said solemnly and grinned, seeing the horrified look in my eyes.

Hunter Pov Maingat na inilapag ko sa ibabaw ng kama ang walang malay na si Zeph. Nawalan siya ng malay hindi dahil sa takot sa kanyang pagkakahulog mula sa mataas na puno kundi dahil sa tuklaw ng ahas na Venomous. Ang ahas na iyon ang bantay sa prutas ng amanpulo. Naiiba ang ahas na ito dahil masyadong mahaba at mabilis itong kumilos. Nakita ni Zeph ang mahabang dila ng ahas ngunit natitiyak ko na hindi niya nakita at naramdaman na tinuklaw siya nito. Isa pa iyon sa katangian ng ahas na Venomous. Sa sobrang bilis ng galaw nito ay hindi nararamdaman ng tao na nakagat na pala ito ng ahas. Masyadong makamandag ang ahas na ito. Ngunit mabuti na lamang na ang juice ng prutas na amanpulo ay antido

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.

The light was illuminating the room. " How could you say that?" He asked, his fingers stroking my cheeks. I turned my gaze to him, "The poison they used for me. It is very rare. No one knows the exact process of its making. But here I just survived it. Mom has told me once when I tried to know more about rare poison. It's a mixer of black mamba's poison, the poison of deadly Scorpio, pufferfish, Mollusca, blue-ringed octopodes, and more deadly poisonous creatures. Only one ancient book of Latin holds the exact method of its making, " I told him.

He knew his body could withstand other poisons but not the chong poison and even if he wins this round, he still have to contend with Swift. Venom noticed how fast Swift was and knew he might not be able to fight him off before the Chong poison takes it's full effect but then it was still a better option for him to die at the hands of Swift than jade. If he was going to die, he would have to die with his pride intact. Venom's mind was made up, he wasn't going down alone. He dipped his hand in his pocket and took the chong poison in one gulp. The chong poison is made up from vipers, centipede, scorpion, toad and spider.

What was happening to me? I looked up at Councilor Zeph; his face was stern and he remained unfazed by my doubling over. "The blade is infused with constrained venom of the Wolfbane Python. I am sure that you are familiar with the efficacy of it poison." I was gasping for breath and I could feel the whole world going black around me. "It is a starin of the venom and if this kills you, then you are very weak indeed. You should be able to heal yourself from it." I continued to struggle on the ground. I could feel my lungs collapsing and fire shot through my whole body. How was I supposed to heal from this.

Without an antidote, what would happen to him? “He’s hurt?” Fredrick’s voice startled me from behind. I turned and nodded quickly. “I need some kind of resin. A substitute,” I said. “And I don’t know what could work.” “Epoxy?” Fredrick suggested hesitantly. I stared at him, confused. “What’s that?” “Liquid glass. Used for painting. Stay here.” Fredrick left immediately. I struggled to hold Kael down as he thrashed violently. The venom had entered his bloodstream, triggering this reaction. The other participants only watched from a distance, unwilling to help.

They deserved the gridiron. "I didn’t dabble,” Vydon swore, raising his good hand in mock surrender. He understood exactly the concerns I battled inwardly. “Gossart hunts people who do not pay Ozric back, and he is also an avid collector of krait snake venom in Streppes. Their family line is famous for the garstini drink that's made from larvae roots and venom. It makes their blood acidic and corrosive to others upon contact. Drawing their blood is a no-no. They will never be wolf's meat.”

He clutched at his chest. A tattered shirt bared his bloody body in the firelight. Between the shredded material Brandon could see the skin turning, branches, and veins blackening beneath his skin as the black fluid mixed into his wounds. Blood ran like water as he turned burning eyes upward. And the black fluid? Brandon knew exactly what it was. The sharp kiss of the Ghoul had burned his insides more than once. Ghoul’s venom. Lethal black viscous fluid that the Ghouls spit and slobbered across their claws, which turned their talons as black as obsidian. For mortals the blood created violent, horrible sickness that ended in death after a few hours, few lived after just one full on scratch. B