Venom Mpreg Novels & Stories

Shier hollered and hit her with the whip one more time. “Argh—Da—” Becca flinched when another lash hit her. “The vampire potion, isn’t that what the vampire wants? That potion was created by your godmother, who was a four-hundred and eighty-year-old vampire, and she was your mother’s best friend. She injected the potion into your mother when she was pregnant with you. That woman put my wife in danger!” Shier yelled and continued hitting her, as Becca had tears leaching out of her eyes.

Spartis stays put as his venom enters our mate's body. Just as I knew it would, Jane began to feel the bond and pleasure kicked in as she slept, she moaned so much I gained a hard-on in my pants. Goddess, her moans are beautiful. She began to move sensually and just before the venom was finished her eyes opened and she screamed as an orgasm hit her. We pull our teeth out and lick the wound to close it, so the venom stays in her body. “What the hell just happened?” she asked breathlessly.

VENOM was awakened by the birds' synchronized chirping and the crowing of the morning rooster. As soon as he opened his eyes, his body jerked up and his hands ruffled his short hair. "Shit!" he muttered in a croaked voice and looked around his studio-style cabin.

He was my crush since childhood and we both came here together to school in the human world and basically grew up together. He’s the son of my father’s beta; my father is an Alpha and the Alpha to the pack where I’m birthed and we both came from. I have always loved him extraordinary and wished endlessly for us to be experiencing whatever he is experiencing right now with the girl beside him. The cheers in the decorated and well litted hall were silent to my ears, only the words he uttered to me seconds ago repeated in my blank head. “Look who I found Ci, I found my mate.” He said so happily while the girl clung tighter to his body with a foolish bright smile on her face; with the way she se

I struggled, but he took me away. “How can you do this? She is pregnant. That is your pup?” I glared at him, but he laughed. “do you think I care about my pup? I can have how many I want. You can give me one too.” he said with lust in his eyes and I looked at him with hate. “And by the way. I have already given her the medicine that will make her miscarry,” he said and I become shocked. “How could you?” I said and tear roll down my eyes.

Vex murmured, his strange onyx eyes settled on my Mom's face. "I don't want your damn apologies. I want you to fix this." Mom's voice was choked and raspy. "I've searched this entire country looking for answers. I haven't found anything. You're Fae, just like Finn, you can help him." "You won't find the answers you're looking for in this world. I'm afraid your husband is beyond our help." Vex murmured, "The creature he fought was the last of a dying breed. Its bite is incredibly venomous. It'll spread for months, years even, before it claims life. The only antidote is from the tail."

he teared up again. [ ** Author’s Note: This is a mpreg aka male pregnancy story. Male werewolves have the ability to carry offsprings of their own. Details about their biology have been described in MY DRAGON MATE. However, not knowing about it will not hamper the flow of this story ** ]

Derek said. "....I will do it. But I want to know who I really am and how I became your mate and why you kidnapped me." Veronica said crossing her arms under her chest. "Okay I will tell you. No interruptions. You are the daughter of the former emperor of our clan, who is dead now. Your dad fell in love with your mom, who was human and that fact is forbidden. And worst, they gave birth to you. Because,if a vampire and a human breed together they will produce a blood sucking monster like you. Very strong and powerful. The necklace you are wearing is called an ancient lock.

Venom clamped a hand over his mouth to stifle a scream, tears streaming down his face. Trembling, he fumbled with his schoolbag and began recording the horrific scene on his phone. His father, enraged by the loss of his wife and son, struggled against the men restraining him. But Dr. Antonio stepped forward, injecting him with an unknown substance. Venom’s eyes widened in horror as his father’s skin began to peel, blood dripping from his ears, mouth, and nose.

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The venom isn't poison-it's a *conduit*. It slithers through my veins like liquid static, stitching itself to the storm's ghost still buried in my bones. Every heartbeat fractures the world: frozen forest, gold-tinged battlefield, derelict chapel where the Weaver stitches stars into a child's skin. Eden's voice wavers in and out, human and raw, his hands gripping my shoulders as he shouts words drowned by the snow's howl. The ground melts and refreezes in jagged spirals, obeying the fevered rhythm of my pulse.