Why Did Venom Eat Carnage Novels & Stories

I said to him. The man gave out a loud yawn, drawing my attention to him. “Y’all are making me bored, and…” He couldn’t finish his sentence when he let out a loud scream, and my attention became drawn to Finn, who sunk his teeth into the man’s hand. “Werewolf venom is fatal to vampires. He remembered,” I said out loud with a small feeling of victory crossing my chest. He pushed Finn away at once, then fell to the ground, holding onto his hand. He tried to run, but crashed down. I rushed to Finn and pulled him toward me, throwing my arms around him.

Day eighteen. I wake up knowing today is the day I take back what is rightfully and has always been mine. My bathroom mirror shows a woman carved from vengeance: cheekbones sharp enough to cut, eyes cold as winter steel, mouth painted Vendetta red because today is war and I intend to look like the general. I dress for the kill.

"Dismissed." Everyone bowed but waited for him to leave before scurrying away in different directions. Venkat was so irate that he was losing his mind. He went straight to Mara's room and didn't even bother to knock. He broke down the door and walked right into the room. "Ve–" he picked Mara from the floor and slammed her back against the wall. She winced at the impact but he didn't care. His eyes were blood red. Carnage danced in his empty eye sockets and he just wanted to tear his claws into her flesh. "Touch my mate one more time and it will be you losing your head,” he snarled in her face.

Three days later, Raven found herself deeper in Diamondback territory than ever before, sitting across from Venom in his private office above the Black Fang. The room was a study in controlled menace—expensive furniture mixed with obvious displays of wealth and power. Stacks of cash sat openly on side tables, and she could see the outline of at least three different weapons within easy reach of his chair. "Your first assignment went well," Venom said, pouring himself a glass of aged whiskey. He didn't offer her one, which she took as both an insult and a test. "Snake was impressed with your composure under pressure."

Hellcat was using knives because she was practically perfect in using it just like Scar who was using knives too. Her nails are typically long and dangerous since it consist of ten different poisonous substance.....but she mostly use it on their victims. Though they all use guns too. Blaze was using the weightlift on his own. Venom was busy resting on a Massage table. Just then onyx came in breathing heavily... "Why are you just coming, Late comer!" Venom asked raising his head. "Gosh!" Onyx exclaimed. "Let him be vee, he's always late!" Blaze chirped in.

“You hold a grudge, little bird.” “Of course. You'd be surprised to know how much of a terrible villain you've become in just one day.” “That's wonderful.” I smiled. “Being the villain that keeps you up all night is quite an honor.” I waved a hand at the servants standing in rows behind us, and the food was placed on the table one dish after another. Vincent's mouth watered instantly, though he quickly schooled his expression when he noticed my gaze. We ate in silence for a while.

The whispers in the glass started to fade, drowned out by the wet sounds of our bodies slapping together and the desperate, animalistic sounds we were making. Vane was at my neck before I even registered the movement, his teeth sinking into my throat so hard I felt my blood well up and spill down my collarbone. His venom burned as it surged through my veins, hot and electric and so potent that I felt my toes curl against the glass. He was feeding me his venom, pumping it directly into my bloodstream, marking me from the inside out.

I tried to speak but my voice came out as a whisper and in shatters. His tongue went back to flicking my clit, faster this time. I grabbed the back of his head and started to grind my cunt against his face as I orgasmed. Vincenzo cleaned up every drop of my cum then kissed my clit before standing up and towering over me. He leaned down and slipped his tongue into my mouth. His beard was soaked with my cum and left traces of wetness on my face. "You taste so fucking good." He grunted into my ear.

Carlos announced in a serious tone. Azvameth licked the blood off his face near his lips which was of one of his men we killed, as he slowly stood up with a smirk on his face. Chills ran down my spine but I knew his worst side, that's why I was coping well with all his shit. This was nothing compared to what he did. He ruined the life of many and now we are going to do the same to him.

I know I have touched his nerve. “So stop this act and don’t waste our time. Because you know I am not useless as you. I have a business and also a pack to manage.” I say like I am talking to him casually. “Even you kill me I will die along with your mate.” He says and opens the safety lock of the gun. That makes my blood boil. I get up using my werewolf speed and bend his hand toward him and press the trigger. The bullet pierces through his stomach and his hand in the gun gets loosened.