Venom Vs Black Cat Novels & Stories

"That Edward, he's nothing but a homewrecker, stole my wedding right from under me! If he hadn't gotten in the way, we'd be back together by now!" I could not help but roll my eyes at his pathetic attempt. "Say one more thing about my husband, and you can kiss your life in Luminous City goodbye." Seeing I meant business, Trevin changed his tune. Tears poured down his cheeks as he wailed about how unfairly he had been treated. "Yara, you have no idea. Wren's a monster… she's not even human. She torments me every single night until I can't even recognize myself!"

he smiles, showing me some photographs of buildings and streets. “Yeah, it looks colorful,” I say. “You need to come with me this time, you’ll like it.” After a few moments, I hear people whisper and laugh. I turn my head and gasp when I see the Black Tiger enter the building, his arm covered with blood. I look at people and widen my eyes, wondering how they could laugh when one of the agents is hurt. “It seems like the tiger has become a little cat now.” Jayden chuckles and regrets it immediately when he sees my death glare.

“So, is this the other reason for your visit? You would rather have me, not an arranged one.” “No offence to your cousins, but I’d rather have the OG black widow. She knows what I’m like, what I like and knows how to keep up, plus I know how deadly she can be. She may not want to be in the life, but she would make a perfect Donna.” He says, flashing an all-knowing smirk, making me roll my eyes and smile. His expression changes to a serious one. “Eva, it may be time to let everyone know. I know your uncle was a nasty motherfucker and all that, but…”

"What is it? Are you the only one who can do it?" "It's called Alpha's Venom." Theo caressed my hair again. "And as for your second question, it's a trait possessed by only Alpha Wolves of a pack. I'm not the only wolf who can do that. However, I'm the only wolf in our pack who can. Other wolves who can do this are the Alphas of Silver Lake, Black Wood, Gold Star, and, well, you get what I mean." I nodded in understanding. "So it is genetic?" I asked.

“You think this is over? You’ve only broken the lock. The thing beneath the Black Moon stirs, child. And it remembers your name.” Kaelira’s blood ran cold. “No,” she whispered. “The Echo was the last of it. I destroyed it.” “You destroyed its shell,” Varyn said. “But its heart — the true Black Moon — was never in this world to begin with. It’s waiting. And it’s calling you home.” Zevran stepped forward. “Then we’ll burn your god a second time.” Varyn’s expression softened, almost pitying. “You can’t fight the storm, boy. You can only drown in it.”

I look forward to meeting you. Sincerely, Sera Blackwood She hit send. Then she sat in the car for a long moment, engine running, watching the rain stream down the windshield like tears the sky was crying on her behalf. Inside her chest, where her wolf used to live, there was still only silence. No excitement. No anticipation. No fear. Just cold, focused determination. She felt nothing when she thought about Alpha Kael Stormridge. No instinctive response to his power, no curiosity about him as a potential mate. Her wolf was too broken to recognize anything anymore, and her human half was too consumed with revenge to care about anything else.

I sat there wide awake and guarded the tiny, fragile creature that could be on its last dying breath. When I rubbed my eyes, my peripheral vision caught sight of a tall, distant figure under the moonlight. He had arrived at some point without me realizing it. Now dressed in black, he looked even more composed and aloof. He was leaning casually against the opposite wall with his eyes half-opened. I had no idea how long he had been watching me. There was a sudden crack of thunder. Startled, I scooped up the cat and hurried toward him. "M-Mr. Hendrick."

All eight men turned invisible at the same time, and Wilbur was the only one left on the balcony to face the gigantic black panther as it took off charging toward him. The black panther moved incredibly fast, clawing at Wilbur viciously. Wilbur's right hand flipped over, and the thunder cleaver appeared in his grasp. Wilbur swung it at the front left paw of the panther, but the panther ended up holding the cleaver down before swiping at Wilbur's stomach.

“Don’t think that just because we were mated, I will allow you to disrespect Natalie. You are just upset and trying to make her look bad so that I will return to you.” “Do you seriously believe that I have any interest in you after this? From this moment forward, I, Keva Black, accept your rejection. I will never return to the mate bond between me and Ethan, or I shall die a painful death.” As soon as I spoke the words, I was filled with satisfaction when Ethan crumbled to the ground in agonizing pain. “Ethan!” Natalie screamed as she knelt beside Ethan as he rolled on the ground and cried out. “For an Alpha, you take the breaking of a mate bond like a wimp.” I sneered.

have found me so fast. She shoved the thought down. Hard. Across the yard, Jasmine and Kika were locked in a brutal spar. Jasmine—wild cat number 89—was dominating, landing elbow strikes and knee drives that had Kika (101) staggering. Serial stood at the edge of the mat, arms crossed, shouting critiques. “Too slow, 101! You fight like you’re scared of pain—newsflash, it’s coming anyway!” Jasmine swept Kika’s legs; Kika hit the mat hard. Serial barked a laugh. Then her gaze shifted. Landed on Riley. A slow, predatory smile curled her lips. “Oh look who we have here,” Serial called, loud enough to draw eyes from every corner of the yard. “The runaway wild cat. Quite surprising how out of the