We Are Venom Novels & Stories

Olivia cried out as she rubbed her temple. " Pampered heiress..are you hurt?" Venom asked as he entered the room " Venom? Why am I here? Where exactly is this place, I told you to give my body to mother! " " We have to talk Olivia and if you must know, we're in Grove city, this is one of my houses" He didn't tell her that he owned one of the largest estates in Grove city. " Grove city? Your house? I thought you all lived at the camp "

My voice came out hoarse, barely making a sound. "Moonshade Venom? What's that?" Ryan asked with a frown, making me lean against him for support. I wrapped my hands around his torso, burying my face in his sides as tears threatened to fall from my face. "It's very dangerous—just as potent as Wolfsbane. It's a rare poison breed from nocturnal plants under a blood moon. Both him and his wolves are in danger," he hesitated, pausing. I raised my head immediately, brows shooting up and nostrils flared as I braced for his next words.

He would not stop unless the whole branch was destroyed. He chased down the Five Venoms Sects followers single-handedly and slashed his way through. Then, he walked outside and left a trail of dead bodies in his wake. The two brothers of the West family were left stunned as they watched everything. The Five Venoms Sect was skilled in using venom and poisons. These things usually caught people off guard, and they struck fear in all martial artists. They tossed various poisons and venom at Dustin as though they were just throwing water at him.

**Kelly Thompson's POV** The venom isn't poison-it's a *conduit*. It slithers through my veins like liquid static, stitching itself to the storm's ghost still buried in my bones. Every heartbeat fractures the world: frozen forest, gold-tinged battlefield, derelict chapel where the Weaver stitches stars into a child's skin. Eden's voice wavers in and out, human and raw, his hands gripping my shoulders as he shouts words drowned by the snow's howl. The ground melts and refreezes in jagged spirals, obeying the fevered rhythm of my pulse.

"We'll make them think they can't live without it. And with the right packaging and marketing, I think we can make 'Venom' a household name." With our plan in place, we set to work transforming our idea into a reality. We found a small storefront in a trendy neighborhood and set about designing the interior. We chose a sleek, modern aesthetic, with black and silver accents and a dramatic lighting scheme. As we worked, our excitement grew. We could feel the potential of 'Venom' building, like a spark waiting to ignite. And when we finally opened the doors to our new shop, 'Venom’ with fangs on the bottle', we knew we had created something special.

the room door flung open and Cheyenne walk in holding a cup full of black Mamba venom . "what's..what's that " she ask starring at the cup .I smirk and collected it from Cheyenne " this here is a venom I extracted from a black Mamba snake and it's also the combination of my alpha venom . a drop of this in your system and you and that your baby will be good bye news "I said with a sly smile . I could hear her heart beat thundering in her rib cage ,her face instantly flushed white and fear was now written on her face .

she answers, still moving, and stops at the door with her hands now gripping the knob. My mother used to say to eradicate one poison another rival should be used. The Venom of Death is a tricky and dangerous poison but a worthy rival can silence it and with its power, an antidote would suppress the new poison and curb its effect. “He needs another similar poison…” I say wondering in thoughts. “The seven skulls that is a rival.”

Tina added. "We killed her Tina." She instinctively muttered. "W–we really killed her." She kept ranting. Tina didn't understand what was going with her and the sudden change. "Come on Bell, get a grip of yourself." She hastily snapped in with a slightly raised voice, shutting her up. "I know this wasn't what we planned." She tried to calm her down. "But the harm has already been done and we really need to get out of here now if we're to find a way out of this mess." Tina explained.

Tonight, the werewolf world was losing more than a leader, it was losing a pillar. King Camus didn’t hesitate. He slit Corven’s throat. Blood poured like a river, soaking the ground beneath him. A child beside me, who had been peeking through a gap in the wood, began to tremble violently and wet himself. I pressed my hand over his mouth and eyes, whispering for silence while forcing my own breath to stay steady. The hunters stood there, watching as life drained from Alpha Corven’s eyes. Then two of them moved to drag away their fallen comrades.

VENOM NIGHTS ~CHELSEA~ {Playlist suggestion: "Bruises" by Lewis Capaldi} The bass from the club's sound system vibrated through my ribs as I balanced another tray of drinks above my head. Friday nights at Venom were always chaos, but tonight felt different. Heavier. Like the air itself was pressing down on me. My left shoulder screamed every time I lifted the tray, but I had gotten good at hiding pain. Foundation covered the worst of the bruising on my collarbone.