Venom One Piece Novels & Stories

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

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

The men turned, their expressions shifting from amusement to confusion as they recognized the figure standing in the doorway. “Boss?” one of them said, a hint of fear creeping into his voice. “What are you doing here?” Without answering, Chase lunged forward, his fists flying. The first man barely had time to react before Chase’s punch connected with his jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground. The others scrambled to their feet, but Chase was a whirlwind of fury, his body moving on instinct as he took them down one by one. “You think this is a joke?” he shouted, his voice hoarse with rage. “You think you can just mess up and walk away unscathed? You had one job!”

He didn’t look away from me. Until Lucien stepped forward with a syringe. Black. Iron. Thick as my wrist, filled with a pulsing red-black liquid that glowed like it had been distilled from suffering itself. Voidvenom. I didn’t know how I knew the name, but I did. Every nerve in my body screamed no. “Don’t.....” I rasped, but my voice broke halfway. Lucien shoved the needle into Zane’s throat. The plunger hissed. The venom surged into him with a cruel hiss of steam.

Third person POV: Bianca was furious on Draco when he rejected her, as of for Draco when he was busy talking to Saltus through their mind link Bianca seized that opportunity and pulled out four sharp needle from her behind her hair with were coated with deadly venom derived from a deadly snake named ‘Santacmorroa’, just few drops of venom derived from Santacmorroa’ snakes is sufficient to kill a health and well build human in merely couple of seconds but since Draco was Dragon it wasn’t lethal for him… however the dose needled in him was sufficient to make him unconscious and paralyzed for couple of hours.

“Kill all the men involved in this sick trade. Spare the women working in this establishment, then burn this building down to ashes. Can you do that for me?’ ‘Sure. Anything for you, sis!’ Zion said gleefully. My twin loves killing bad guys the most. He loves it when I give him something to do. The task I gave him gave his life meaning and direction. Zion flew towards one of the men and bit his neck, then he went to the next and so on. His body contains many types of toxic venom. He can release specific venom according to my request. It’s his skill. He was born with it. My order is to kill bad guys today, which is why he released deadly venom into the men’s bloodstream.

“I don't fu*king care how I behave, Venom! I've been doing fine on my own and even killed all thirty-one of my siblings without your damn help. What makes you think I have to take orders from you before I act?“ “It's obvious you didn't inherit Don Gomez's genes at all; just see the way you're behaving like a woman. No wonder the Don always picked Nora over you because she could kick the ass of ten men with no weapon and be quiet about it. You on the other hand will beat up three men with a whip and it'd almost make the news. You're a shame to the Scorpions!“ “Don't you dare!“ Raven suddenly dived Venom who was quick to avoid it at the very last second. He ended up landing hard with his belly

“This is my fight!” Venet came back into view. He looked murderous, and no longer stood as tall as he did a minute ago. “You got him mad!” said Johan with a chuckle. Sebastian kept tugging at Dorin’s sleeve but the other won’t even look at his slate. “You shall curse the day you crossed paths with Venet the Viper!” the other hissed. Johan snorted as he tried not to laugh too loud. Venet the Viper raised his arms with hands shaped like snakes and started slashing the air with it.

Day eighteen. I wake up knowing today is the day I take back what is rightfully and has always been mine. My bathroom mirror shows a woman carved from vengeance: cheekbones sharp enough to cut, eyes cold as winter steel, mouth painted Vendetta red because today is war and I intend to look like the general. I dress for the kill.

There was black liquid at the tip, and as realization dawned on him, he collapsed to the ground. Astrid straightened and glared at him. "Don't think you have the upperhand just because you're a powerful shifter. No one can resist the venom of the manticore, not even Diana who is the strongest creature in the realm." It was then that Alden realized the dagger had been coated with the manticore's venom. He could feel his breath turning heavy and his vision began to fade. Sweat poured out from his body and his eyes closed weakly.