Venom Lore Novels & Stories

To think he’d just watched as she’d… Another blush flooded her cheeks. His mischievous grin widened as if he caught her thoughts. “Do you know anything about snake venom, Lily?” he asked, catching her off guard. She gave him a once-over. “No, but I imagine you do.” She’d never met another wolf who reminded her more of a coiled viper prepared to strike. It was as intriguing as it was unnerving. “You can’t make antivenom without the original source. The venom is the base of the antidote.” Those cold eyes raked over her. “And right now, you’re the vampires’ perfect kind of poison.”

"What is it? Are you the only one who can do it?" "It's called Alpha's Venom." Theo caressed my hair again. "And as for your second question, it's a trait possessed by only Alpha Wolves of a pack. I'm not the only wolf who can do that. However, I'm the only wolf in our pack who can. Other wolves who can do this are the Alphas of Silver Lake, Black Wood, Gold Star, and, well, you get what I mean." I nodded in understanding. "So it is genetic?" I asked.

“—when I ran test on her blood and the venom, I realized that it had somehow mutated genetic—retroviral ones, cross-spliced with active lupine genomes.” His brows dipped. “English, Ashina.” I glared at him. That had been his line—back when I’d ramble about my lab work. He didn’t understand a thing but he wanted to. A tiny shard of nostalgia wedged itself into my ribs. Kael’s eyes flashed like the memory hit him too. I shoved both the nostalgia and that look aside. “It’s engineered,” I said. “The venom in the bite was altered.” Kael swore under his breath as something like recognition flickered behind his expression, and immediately pulled his phone out and began typing furiously, his jaw loc

The black veins pulsed, glowing with a faint, sickening violet light under his skin—the unmistakable mark of dark alchemy. My mind raced, frantically sifting through every ledger, every obscure manuscript I had ever transcribed in my father's deep archive. Wyvern's gall wasn't just a poison; it was a curse-bound venom. Physical medicine couldn't flush it out. Only an equal, inverted magical current could stall the rot.

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.

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I cried out, trying to shake him off, but the baby held fast, gnawing at my skin with terrifying strength. Lina laughed, even through her pain. "He’s stronger than you think. Born of shadow and wolf. A creature no light can destroy." I finally tore the child away, throwing him across the room. My vision was blurring. The venom—it wasn’t like anything I’d felt before. My limbs grew heavy, my thoughts slowing.

His sleeves are rolled up, his face pale but determined. “I checked the royal archives,” he says, dropping the book on a nearby table. Dust flutters into the air. “There’s barely anything on Corvus Venom.” My heart sinks. “So what are we supposed to do? Just wait until it eats him alive?” He looks at me carefully, “Leah, even fae blood can’t survive Corvus Venom. If it’s mixed with wolfsbane, it’s lethal.” I stand, fists shaking. “No. I won’t accept that. We’re not giving up.”

The identity of the vampire seemed secondary; she was far more intrigued with the results of such a mixture as Kendalf described. She had studied plants and herbs extensively. Common ones like foxglove and rhododendrons could produce paralysis. She knew, too, that toad venom of itself could be lethal. Certain tribes in various parts of the world had discovered its properties and used it to tip their darts, spears, and arrows. Somehow the blend of root and berries and toxin must paralyze the nervous system, even affect the mind. "How is it administered?" "It has to be in the bloodstream," Kendalf said.

Well, putting away all of that aside, Natasha had hit the shower and put on a fresh pair of blue jeans with a pink top and a white sweater before getting into white sneakers. She let her blond hair rest above her shoulders as she grabbed a bag and put something in a sort of cage right next to her closet. "Come on out, V," she started after setting down what she had put at the base of the cage. A moment later, something slithered out from a dark corner of the cage. A snake;a green viper to be exact. Taika had given her the snake when she and her mother had gone on a visit to Hawaii, where she had learnt was her birth place.