Venom Vs Kraven Novels & Stories

My name is venom, it's a pleasure knowing you though I regret our meeting is going to be a short one. "My name is Jade. The pleasure is mine. Such as shame, we would have shared drinks had we met in a better situation but unfortunately, I'll have to send you to hell rotting for a long time. Pardon my manners." Jade said with a smirk on her face. "Stop talking and give it a trial little girl." Venom said agitated by her talks. Venom strength was the use of poison while Jade strength was her balance which helped her see through her opponent's next move.

“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

"I will not let you hurt my kind for revenge, Craven. We will find the ones who did this, and we will have our revenge together." Craven's eyes showed violence. "You wolves are all the same," he said. "You think too much, and you wait too much." His teeth were tight as he spoke. "If you will not avenge her, then I will. I will kill them all, and I will tear them apart with my claws and leave them in ruins." Draven stepped forward, and his black fur moved as his power came out. "You will have to go through me first," he said, and his voice was like a storm. "I will not let you destroy everything that we have built and everything that we have planned for your foolishness."

“Can’t decide if I should shake your hand or drag you to the track myself.” Nova stiffened beside me. I just crossed my arms. “And you are?” He chuckled, stepping closer, his boys following like shadows. “Damien ‘Venom’ Cross. And unlike Kane, I don’t lose. How about we see what you’ve really got?” He gestured toward the street beyond the gate. “Race me.” I raised a brow. “That’s cute.” His smirk sharpened. “Scared?” “No,” I said flatly. “I don’t get challenged. I do the challenging. Learn the difference.”

Unknown POV: ‘Босс, я наблюдаю за целью’ (boss I have eyes on the target) ‘Делайте всё, что необходимо, я хочу, чтобы она вернулась ЖИВОЙ!’ (do what you need to do. I want her back ALIVE!) ‘Понял, босс. Вы все слышали босса: захватить Веном Виксен ЖИВОЙ!’ (copy that boss, you guys heard the boss capture Venom Vixen ALIVE!). From a Manson in New York City. ‘you better hope we are able to get her back because not only was she able to be free and escape with your wife but she killed 20 of my best men.’ he says ‘you let me worry about that I know how to get my daughter to obey with just a single sentence’ an older man says. ‘Best believe it works because she wasn’t supposed to escape that easily

He took down a few more, but the others were relentless. One of them landed a lucky blow, slicing Venom's leg with a dagger. He growled low in his chest and gritted his teeth, the pain fueling his anger. Another intruder struck, but Venom countered with a swift bite, knocking the man crashing to the ground where his throat was ripped out. As the fight raged on, Venom noticed that the intruders were unusually strong. They seemed to be enhanced, their movements almost supernatural. He narrowly avoided a dagger thrust, his eyes widening in surprise.

he says, returning to repair the car. He isn't a nerd. He can never be. I observe his back as he walks away. It broadens with layers of muscle and makes the neck wider at the base. He's fit for a nerd. No nerd I've known has a muscular body. They were too busy training their brains, and, worst of all, they would never get a tattoo.

DEX. "You can turn now," Veronica says, and I prepare myself before I face her, and she cackles as she pulls at the ends of the shirt. "Hideous, isn’t it?" She’s in one of my loose black shirts, and it practically swallows her, reaching her mid-thighs. Christ, was she always that tiny?