Xaden Venin Novels & Stories

When I turned around, finding that familiar and handsome man staring vicious daggers at the pair behind me, I fought the urge to smirk. Xaden stood with his arms crossed; his shirt smooth and tucked into his dark slacks. His black hair was slicked back, away, and cleared from his face. His green eyes narrowed on Damien. “She has one beast, and it’s me. So why don’t you, manage your wand and your…” Xaden gives a vicious smirk, “What is it, Girlfriend? Friend? Or have you finally divulged into fuck buddies?”

Yes, I was also too good at this part. ****** "Aleena, what are you…", Silas stopped speaking when he saw me taking out the guns loaded with Vervain [Vervain is a potent herb and a vampire's most well-known weakness. If a vampire makes physical contact with Vervain in any form, it will burn them. If a vampire ingests Vervain, the vampire's throat and digestive tract will be burned, and they will become feverish and extremely weak. If a human ingests or holds Vervain somewhere in or on the body (e,g, holding it in a hand or pocket, wearing it in the jewelry), the human is protected from the vampire.] bullets.

AXEL VOSS It had been over a week and there was no sign of Axel waking up from his unconsciousness, the maester's and the physicians never left his side for once. Working hard for the recovery of the king, Both using the medical and ancient methods, Apparently the poison Cahir had shot him with was unlike any they'd ever seen—a foul blend of aconite-wolfsbane and silver powder, Lupine’s Bane, crafted to hunt him. It leeched through his blood, burned his muscles, suffocated his bones..

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.

“Someone in this castle gave that assassin the formula.” The words dropped like stones into the silence. Selene knelt beside Lucien, pressing a hand to his cheek. “He’s burning up already.” Virex approached slowly, his usual amusement gone, replaced by something cold and ancient. He knelt opposite Xander, eyes narrowing as he studied the spreading rot. “That’s no ordinary venom. That’s witch-forged. Hexed with memory-blood.” Evangeline’s breath hitched. “What does that mean?” “It means whoever sent that demon knows your kind of magic,” Virex said softly. “And they wanted him to die slow.”

Hendery and Rowena were shocked. Rowena asked frantically, “Dr. Yarde, what’s this Exradere that he said he drugged you with? Has he spiked the wine?” Fernando snorted. “That’s right. Exradere is a poison that dissolves any power one has. Even a highly skilled grandmaster wouldn’t be able to remedy its potency.” As he spoke, Hendery suddenly fell back to the chair with a stagger, feeling weak out of the blue.

The old mage quickly got to work, dropping a portmanteau I hadn't noticed before and drawing out even more dubious items from it. “Do it Kanamere. Garrick, check how far he’s come. Do your best to hold him off until I'm done. Use all of the weapons in our vampire control kit. After I get the power of the mate bond, Dymon and I can… talk.” It was the. I begun to understand what Xaden needed a mate for and what he meant to do. I struggled even more, kicking fiercely, screaming my lungs out. I didn't see the blow to the side of my face until it was too late.

She returned with a small vial filled with a green liquid. The doctor took it from her and examined it carefully. "Xeranti," he muttered, his face grim. "What is it?" Eden asked. "It's a rare and deadly poison," the doctor said. "It's hard to find a cure for it." Eden's heart sank. She knew that Kylian was in serious trouble. "What can we do?" she asked. "We need to find an antidote," the doctor said. "But that's easier said than done. Xeranti attacks the veins, weakening the victim and their wolf."

Elianna would enter veiled, guarded, distracted by ceremony; Cassandra would enter armed with secrets. She unrolled the parchment the apothecary had slipped beneath her door. Venin d’Aube—a dawn-coloured tincture that sealed itself in flesh like liquid fire, paralyzing the lungs beneath a perfume of roses. A single drop on the barbs of a training javelin would finish a dragon, the chemist had sworn. Cassandra would need only to nick Elianna’s skin. In the chaos of choreographed combat, who would notice a scratch that never bled?

Then, with my head still pounding from the pain, he roughly released my hair. "Since Vulvan is your mate, you are going to make things easier for me and for the Good of Edwood pack," I frowned in confusion, he then grabbed a small bottle containing a white substance from his pocket. "What exactly do you mean?" I said, looking at the strange bottle. "This is a powdered aconite, and you will use it to get rid of Vulvan." My eyes widened in disbelief, and my jaw dropped. I took a slow step back, but he grabbed my arm because he was too qiuk.