Venom Lore Novels & Stories

"Liam intercepted one in the records room. It poisoned him before it was destroyed." Dane approaches, his eyes narrowing as he examines the black-veined wounds. "I've seen these marks before. In the historical records." "You know what this is?" Celina asks sharply. "Void venom. It separates essence from form." His jaw tightens. "It's what they used during the first wars to isolate wolves from their strength." "Then you know it's fatal without intervention," Celina says. "I need your help to counter it." Dane's eyes meet mine, a silent question passing between us. Despite everything—his deception, my anger, the complicated tangle of our relationships—we both know there's only one answer. Liam

In the next second, the veins protruding from his neck turned black. “Wolfsbane” Zaden whispered and everyone's eye snapped at him. He had tortured and killed 38 rogues by infusing them with wolfsbane, so naturally, he would know the trademark symptoms. Black venation is one of them, at a lethal level. Aira's eye is now filled with fury as she fought to withstand her mate's pain

Glossary: Primum venari = first hunt - Machaera leonem = saber lion *~~~* Viper watched in utter annoyance and anger as the tholus shift into the obstacle of death. He was well aware that whatever his mate faced was not going to be easy, but he hadn't known his uncle would go all out in such a fashion. His earlier rage with the older male only intensified. Only those titled as elite honored warriors ever used it to train.

He checked her pulse, then looked inside her mouth. “This is poison,” he muttered. “Alpha venom...” “What?” Theodora asked, eyes wide. “From a Lycan,” he said, more certain this time. “The venom—this is no regular toxin. It attacks the blood, then the soul.” Raven’s back arched. She screamed through clenched teeth, blood bubbling from her nose. “She's dying!” Damien roared. The doctor exchanged understanding glances with Theodora. She nodded and turned to the uninvited guests.

“No kidding?” “They are also called Regulus, which is what I suspected.” “Why?” “Their body fluids are venomous.” I indicate Vulk’s groin. “All of them!” “Eww,” Vulk groans, catching on. “That’s how he killed the Unicorn? Now that’s nasty.” 9:23 a.m.

Howard waved him off before continuing, “I heard you talking about the old hag who took Miss Norris. I happen to know something about it.” “Huh?” All three of them turned to look at him. Howard said, “When I was helping to cure Mr. Yardley from the venom, I found out that it was the venom of the Nefarious Roach.” “Venom of the Nefarious Roach?” Finn and Iris looked bewildered. It was the first time they had heard about this. Chase cut in, “The Nefarious Roach is a low-level spiritual beast. It’s shaped like a little green snake and is very agile in movement. It understands human speech and its venom is particularly lethal. It would cause instant death for an ordinary man with one touch.”

The stinger at the end of their tail dripped with dark liquid. Venom. Astrid caught Diana's fearful stare and she waved her hands towards the creatures. "Lovely creatures, aren't they? Its called a manticore. A very deadly creature with a lethal sting. One drop of its venom kills instantly." There was pure glee in her eyes as she caressed the creature. "And they're very loyal to their mistress." She added. "So you should think twice before trying any funny games." "How did you find us?" Freya asked the burning question.

“His beast?” Velcira nodded, her eyes dark. “It is called Draumr-Veyr. Dream’s Venom. It does not merely burn the body. It seeps into the mind, twisting dreams until they bleed into waking. That is why she thrashes. That is why her breath falters. If left untended, it will not only take her life. It will strip her of herself piece by piece.” Marita’s throat worked as she swallowed. “What do you mean, strip her?”

“Even the method is unfamiliar. No trace of puncture or injury that should have allowed the toxin to enter.” Leonel’s jaw clenched. “Someone did this deliberately.” I stepped forward to Lucien. My gaze swept to the blackening veins, and something snapped within me— something unfamiliar yet so familiar flushed across my mind. ‘Dead Viles.’ Dravara’s hiss sliced through my mind. “Dead Viles?” I inhaled sharply. “Are you sure?” I whispered out loud, not caring who heard and who didn't. “Impossible.” Kaelthorn's voice rang, cutting the silence. “That poison is banned all…”

He knew about all of this and planned so well. The dragon's bane is a legendary poison forged from the venom of a thousand snakes and the essence of dragon's scale while Mithril poison is a deadly toxin crafted from the rare metal mithril, it is said to be able to pierce any armour or scale and so deadly to them. They might have only one dragon King Draven doesn't mean I should understand the members of the Kingdom. They could be deadly too. I smirked and nodded, biting my lips in anticipation, and felt my way burn.