Venom Oc Novels & Stories

"Get the treatment started, the best there is, I'm calling the shots here!" Once he hung up, his eyes darted to mine, a flicker of guilt betraying him. "Wren's taken a turn for the worse. She needs this special serum to kick her immune system into gear, and the one you've been waiting on just got here. Give it to her!" I could not help but scoff, my words deliberate and biting. "Is she even worth it?" That serum was worth a fortune. It was not something just anyone could buy. It had been reserved for my granddad five years ago, and I had called in more than a few favors to secure it.

Even without a wolf's scent, my instincts were screaming. ​A man stepped into the sickly yellow light of the neon sign. He didn't smell like a wolf. He didn't even smell entirely human. He smelled like ozone, old parchment, and burnt circuitry. He was an Outcaster—a "Static," one of the rare humans who lived on the fringes of the Lycan corporate world, surviving by selling the one thing wolves couldn't master: pure, unadulterated data. ​"Nobody is looking for me," I rasped. My voice sounded like it had been dragged over gravel. "I'm an Omega. I'm nothing."

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.

It had a strange, milky viscosity to it, a chemical sheen that caught the harsh light of the room. "Liquid fire," I whispered, the realization making my stomach drop. "It’s a localized coagulant neurotoxin. Arthur Vance’s old research from the Oakhaven facility. They’re coating the rounds, Vulture. Even a graze will freeze the lungs in twenty minutes if we don't counter it."

"Now she's given me all the evidence I need." "Touching," Vera said. "The grieving widower finally finds his spine. Too bad it's twenty years too late." She pulled something from her coat—a vial of black liquid that made every wolf step back. "Concentrated shadow venom. One drop kills a wolf. Half a drop kills a phoenix. And this?" She held it up to the light. "This is specifically designed for corrupted phoenixes. Like you, dear Mona."

Somehow hearing whatever that was made me dizzy. It was mocking me. Speaking without words. But I couldn’t be distracted. I dipped my hand into the pouch at my side. A special present I'd requested from Vann — black sap venom. It was meant for putting down beasts of burden that were too wild to be tamed. It was an extremely powerful poison, the kind that fed on rot and spread even better in decay. I popped the cork with my teeth and smudged the thick sludge across my claws. It burned my skin. Good. It would hurt the beast more.

Nonetheless, Chaos decided to not give this any more attention than it needed, as he checked his new Abilities. [Venom Secretion (Claws, Tail, Fangs): Level 1] An Ability unlocked from the Poison Dragon Skill Tree. Grants the ability to naturally secrete venom from specialized venom glands within the fingers connecting to claws, and the stinger of the tail. The intensity of the venom increases as the level does, alongside the Magic Stat. Venom properties can be edited the higher the level of the skill becomes. [Stupefying Charm: Level 1] An Ability unlocked from the Incubus Vampire Skill Tree.

I sigh. He takes a step away from me, the quietness enveloping us, and then he turns on his heel and stands behind his desk. I lean against the large oak door and watch him pick up his tumbler and finish the remainder of the amber-coloured liquor. "I have been aware of your desires for some time now and I share your ambition. Which is why I believe we would form an excellent partnership." He reopens the top drawer of his desk and extracts a little vial with a silver chain attached. "This will be sufficient to kill him," he adds as he watches me, holding it between his fingers. "Did you know the Inland Taipan is one of the world's most venomous snakes?"

"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

"It can poison you like a snake's." The Black Shaol's saliva started to drip from it mouth in big amount that it disgusted the Vivien and Marjien. As the saliva touches the ground, the place where it dropped smoked. Venom. The freaking Black Shaol was dripping with venom. "How can we fight it when it's dripping its venom?" Marjien asked. She had already drew her sword and was now prepared to fight. Only Theo and Jucel were not holding a weapon. "Avoid it," Chloe deadpanned before she jumped to attack first.