Venom Rule 34 Novels & Stories

Her bullying was something I could not get used to no matter how many times it happened. Only to report to the grumpy founder and have him lecture me on the rules and regulations of the organization. The rule that stood out the most was rule number 1, 34 110 and 232, any exception was instant death Rule No 1: Once in the premises organization, no non member is allowed to leave alive. Rule No 34: Never say no to your superior or anyone higher ranking than you. Rule No 110: Members must cease contacts with the outside world except on missions.

"I built it myself. It would give me purpose." Something changes in his face immediately. "You will not be working," he says. I stare at him. "The security risk is not manageable. The Orlov Bratva operates exclusively with men. Women stay home." His tone is absolute and controlling and dominant and leaves no space for negotiation. "That is how this works." I open my mouth. Then I look at his face. And I close it. He has the expression of a man who has never once had this rule reversed. His eyes dare me to argue and warn me not to in the same look. I am silenced and shook in a way that is entirely new to me, genuinely pressed into a corner I do not know how to leave.

“Vigor? How dare you ignore the rules imposed by the Nonagon and display your power in front of the world?!” This roar, instead of frightening Venom, made him even more bloodthirsty. He sneered and said, “So what? These people are just ants. Let them see all they want. It’s no big deal to kill all of them later. Since you’ve entered the door, I really want to know what your strength is!” After saying that, Venom burst into action. He tapped his toes on the floor and the dagger in his hand, with a biting chill, flew straight for Fennel’s chest!

Her third rule came out sharp and clear like broken glass: “If I say stop…you stop.” The ghost's laughter slithered through the air mockingly. “Oh, fox. You’ll never obey that one.” Vincent's eyes blazed gold as he snapped his teeth together angrily. “I will…because of her. I will do anything for you, Camela.” Tears streamed down Camela's face as she steadied her voice: “Fourth rule: If I'm afraid…you won’t use it against me; you’ll fight alongside me.” Vincent pressed his forehead against hers, his breath trembling as he vowed, “I swear it.”

“I don’t know what happened in that cabin, and frankly, I don’t care. But whatever this is between you two ends now.” Heat flooded my face. “That’s not your decision to make.” “It is when it gets Knox killed.” The word hit like a blow. “Killed? What are you talking about?” Melissa’s laugh was bitter. “You really don’t know, do you? About the rule?” “What rule?” “The relative rule.” She moved even closer, lowering her voice to barely above a whisper. “No romantic or sexual relationships between Vipers and Vipers’ family members. It’s one of the oldest, most sacred rules in the club. Break it, and the punishment is death. Public execution.”

It was their code and as barbaric as they can get, they never ever break this. Now in silence, they completed the rest of their nine rules. Each of them sat wherever they pleased and was in deep thought over their three individual rules. "Rule #3: The first one to spot target spends the entire day with her." Javier said. "Bullshit." the two others called. Now it was a rule that if 2/3rds of them did not like the rule made, it could be altered, if not, however, it would remain absolute. Javier chuckled,"What? You two should actually just go to school early."

Butterflies quickly filled my stomach at the way my name sounds so adorable when coming out of his alluring lips. “There are 3 major rules I will be needing you to follow, Mate.” he ordered. Is it just me but the way he added the word ‘mate’ seems like, if I dared go against his so-called rules- I’m sure dead? “Rule one- Never on any circumstances leave this mansion without my consent. Rule two- Never show or give what’s rightfully mine to another man if not you are only digging his grave. Rule three- Never try to take advantage of the fact that you are my mate and do something you know, I know, we both know I detest, Mate.”

Feminism rule number 34, instill fear in your predators, let them know you know their weakness and know that you cannot be messed with. "So now, let's make a deal", I said sitting comfortably on the chair in front of the table. "You let the two of them go, and maybe, just maybe, you get to live till tomorrow morning ".

We were about to enter and give Valdez his final judgment. BOOM! The heavy doors blew inward with a deafening crunch. "Valdez, your time is up," I whispered as I stepped inside, the howling ocean wind and driving rain pouring through the newly shattered entry. My footsteps echoed like the rhythm of impending doom as I moved forward, rifle held high and aimed with absolute stability. At last, I was looking at the missing piece—the final monster after David, Valerie, Chloe, and Jacob. Now, I was going to send their ringleader straight to hell.

I felt super pissed off, but then he called again to say that people were also boycotting all other products of the Good Ventures like the health sector and the food and beverages sector. I was super pissed. This was obviously a move from a competitor to push sales to their own end. I was going to find the person responsible for this, and I would crash their damn business without mercy. ♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧♧