Venom Novels & Stories

We turn into the hotel grounds and the cars slow toward the entrance, and Enzo immediately squeezes forward into the gap again with a phone angled toward me showing a live feed of the ballroom interior. "Flamingo is still talking to the tattooed guy," he reports. "Big. Very inked. Orlov is not in the room yet." I glance at the feed. Then back at the road. "Flamingo." "Codename," Dante says, with the tone of someone explaining something obvious. "The Greek Princess is the Flamingo. Orlov is the Chipmunk." He pauses. "You are the Italian Stallion." Something happens in my chest that I cannot fully contain before it reaches my face. It is not a smile. It is adjacent to one. It escapes before I

His eyes were downcast, his posture submissive, his movements slow and predictable. He did not carry a steel blade. He did not radiate magical intent. He carried nothing that would trigger a Warden’s defensive ward or draw the immediate ire of a Northern warrior. Underneath the fingernails of his right hand, however, was a faint, blue-black powder—Wyrm-Bane, a colorless, odorless extract derived from the venom glands of a deep-sea viper native to the Sunken Provinces. A single drop introduced to a wound or swallowed in wine would paralyze the cardiac muscles within three heartbeats, dissolving the lungs from within before a healer could even draw breath to cha

I lifted her upright slightly, cradling her against myself, but her body sagged limply, another cough sending crimson down the front of her underclothes. And then I saw it. Around the faint red punctures, her skin had begun to discolor-a purplish hue spreading slowly outward like ink bleeding through paper. The tips of her fingers, too, had already darkened, her hand twitching faintly in his grasp. It all came together in a sickening flash of realization. The Purple Venom Viper. My blood ran cold. I had only heard stories-the serpent said to live deep in forbidden groves, its bite so venomous it could turn flesh to ash within ho

"I have the first-aid kit." "No... Ariana... listen," he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. He grabbed my hand, his grip so tight it hurt. "The venom... it’s a neurotoxin. It’s going to... it’s going to hit my system." Before he could finish the sentence, a violent shiver racked his entire body. His eyes rolled back slightly, and he started to shake. I touched his forehead. He was burning up. Within minutes, the man who had been the anchor of our survival was slipping away into a dangerous, thrashing fever.

EVE “I'll warm up the water in a bit, the cold will help with any swelling," Alex explained as he stuck his hand under the running faucet. Slowly lowering myself into the bathtub, I hissed at the initial contact against my torn skin but soon let out a sigh of relief as my body adjusted to the cold temperatures.

Blake asked, surprising the hell out of her again. “Yes. But why?” He shrugged. “Just that of all the animals, humans have very dirty mouths. You’re bound to get bit around here at some time or other.” She gulped down the rising saliva in her throat. It was still foul tasting. “Is there anything else I should be aware of?” That came out far more sarcastically than she meant it to. “Snakes,” Levi said with all seriousness. “They’re around lots and some are bad. Some can kill you dead with one bite and it’ll be too fast to get the antivenom or the wiseman.”

“You're crazy“ Jameson spat out. “You keep on making delusions that Finn cheated in his last match but he didn't“ The way Jameson protected his partner, I didn't even need to read his mind to know that he had no idea Finn had cheated earlier by using poison. “What a shame“ I muttered, letting go off Jameson's collar as I exited the ring. The next match was between Phreta of the coyote district and Sheena of the vampire district. After that, the last four; Finn, I, Gayla and whosover won between Sheena and Phreta would battle in the ring together until there was a last man standing. Moving towards the paramedics that were treating Pliar, I asked. “How's my brother?“ “Not good“ One of them rep

That’s when I saw it, dangling from the branch a bushmaster viper snake—long and thick with light brown base and patterned in dark bronze on its back with its mouth still open, venom still dripping from its fangs. I’d accidentally struck it with that tree branch sticking out and it had repaid the insult with poison. One of the deadliest vipers in South America—and now it was tangled up around my neck. My eyes widened in panic and I stumbled backwards and… Raffaele shouted something, but I couldn’t make it out. My vision blurred. Heat spiked in my veins. I collapsed. ”Professor Calancha, get over here!” Kaifeng Lei hissed. “Valentina!” he dropped to his knees b

I looked around, at the fluid that was being passed through my veins, at the heavily-antiseptic smelling room. His gaze hardened at my question, and his jaw twitched, as he threw his head to the side. “You were poisoned, Mi Cara,” he gritted through his teeth, “right under my nose.” “And look,” he rose to his feet then, gesturing to the center of the room, “we have the perpetrator.” I gasped as my eyes fell upon the brown-haired, young-looking man with a yakuza-type tattoo on his neck, noticing him for the first time since the lights came on, and my eyes adjusted.

"Shadowthorn essence and Whisperwind Venom, two of the most deadly venoms." "Huh," I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper as I looked at Dr. Halt with brokenness etched across my features. The weight of her words hung heavily in the air, and it seemed like the world around us had come crashing down. In that moment, I saw a shift in Dr. Halt's demeanor. Her gaze softened, and she began to treat me not as just a patient, but as if I were her own sister. "Shadowthorn essence is a dark poison derived from the thorns of the nightshade plant. They cause terrifying hallucinations, leading to paralysis."