Venom Title Novels & Stories

“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

Venom mumbled drunkenly, he had stopped at a bar and took several shots of their most expensive alcohol, he couldn't think rationally anymore. Raven blinked in shock, her big brother was the only person that called her little bird, he had always teased her that she was named after a bird. " Remy?? " " I'm sorry for.. n.not lettinnng you knooow I'm alive, little bird, you've gotten sooo biiig now " Venom said before collapsing to the ground in a dead faint. Raven rolled up the sleeve of his shirt and her eyes landed on the familiar birthmark, tears trickled down her face as she hit him on the chest.

"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

“No kidding?” “They are also called Regulus, which is what I suspected.” “Why?” “Their body fluids are venomous.” I indicate Vulk’s groin. “All of them!” “Eww,” Vulk groans, catching on. “That’s how he killed the Unicorn? Now that’s nasty.” 9:23 a.m.

his sister suddenly mumbled, her head lowered. Venom turned to look at her, then I saw it. Right there on his neck, was the same tattoo I'd seen on Keegan and Andrea. I knew it at once. He was a shadow assassin.

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.

Venom’s frown deepened as his gaze shifted to the two siblings. Turning to Velia, he asked coldly, “Who was your father?” Velia hesitated, her voice trembling. "He was a doctor. I told you…" "What was his name?" Venom's voice was barely more than a growl. Tears gathered in Velia's eyes. This was not the warm, grateful man who's wounds she treated. Why did he care what her dad's name was? “Dr. Antonio Argento,” she finally replied. Venom’s eyes narrowed, memories of a dark past surfacing.

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

"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.

In loneliness, his demeanour was the same as it was in the presence of everyone. His face was completely hidden in a hoodie. There was a list in his hand on which something was written. For a good amount of time, he stayed busy on his laptop, then he looked at the list and started typing something from it. Meanwhile, his mobile vibrates with an incoming call from someone. Dropping a fiery look at his mobile, he picked up the call. "Beast, that man is dead." After hearing the news from the other side, the beast inside of him woke up. He doesn't want any single mistake in his plan. His eyes turned red in rage as if blood was about to ooze out of his eyes.