Xaden Venin Novels & Stories

“You fight, you survive and you find a way to meet those conditions, even if it means defying your alpha.” She returned to the table and began wrapping the items. “These herbs will strengthen the mate bond, make the separation less painful. The crystals are protective wards, make sure to keep them close. And this…” She held up the vial of silver liquid. “….is for emergencies only.” “What is it?”

"Serve me my drink. I'm so thirsty right now." "Sure." I turned to the center table, and dropped the bag I brought from the store, unpacking the drinks I had in it. Getting two cups so I could serve us both, I took a glance at Xander. Good for me, he seemed to be so immense in what he was doing. Stealthily, I grabbed the small bag of dycaitine from the pocket of my jacket. Dycaitine was a banned product, but some shops sold it illegally. I couldn't think of a better way to kill him than to poison him. What could I do?

Aithusa’s POV Last night after I left with Richmond and Rook and Peter and dropped off the new detective whom I had impersonated at her place she smiled at us and waved like we were long lost friends. Richmond told me that vampire venom was one of the most powerful aphrodisiacs of the world. And that is why it was also used as a numbing agent when someone fed from a victim. Even though it grossed me out I asked him about the vampire whom I had just threatened a while back.

“Speak.” Xaden’s voice cuts through the vast hall like a hot coal dragged slowly across bone. His fangs elongate, gleaming under the dim lights like a deadly promise. The small noise around us dies almost instantly, as if the entire room wants nothing to do with his wrath. I can’t breathe properly.

VERALIN Drelia smiled, nervous. “Of course! We’ve prepared the east wing for you. I had it decorated myself. Lavender sheets, your favorite—” “I don’t like lavender,” Xaden cut in. “I like interest rates.” Silence again as drelia's mouth opened, then closed. She sparked - mauve wolf glowing under her skin but Xaden didn’t even blink at her. Cade leaned forward, observing. Those eyes that once looked at me like home now studied Xaden like a chess piece. “Speak plainly, alpha”

Leander says quietly behind his glass, "because he is walking directly toward us." I have three seconds to compose myself. I use none of them productively. I am nervous and shook and caught completely off guard, and then his voice arrives from directly behind me. Low. Velvety. Rough. Very close. "Viktor Sorano." I do not turn around. I fix my eyes on my father's face and breathe. "My daughter, Seraphina. Say hello." He uses the tone reserved for introducing toddlers to strangers. I turn. Maksim Orlov is amused. His drip is immaculate. His rizz is the particular kind that belongs to genuinely hot, brooding men who do not try for it. I am breathless in a way I refuse to name out loud.

The man watched to his horror as the speedster doubled over to the ground and his body began to vaporise, literally, before his eyes. From one dark corner of the room, a tall figure stepped out and the man could make out that it was feminine, even though its face was concealed in some kind of dark mask and not even the eyes could be seen. The stranger walked up towards the 'evaporating' speedster who was groaning uncontrollably the entire time as his body wasted away. She stopped next to him, her heeled shoes making her tower above him before kneeling and stretching out a hand towards his head.

The dimly lit bar was a sanctuary for the weary and the wicked alike. The air was thick with the scent of aged whiskey and the low hum of conversation, punctuated by the occasional clink of glasses. Chase Almonte leaned against the polished mahogany counter, swirling the amber liquid in his glass, his mind racing with thoughts of revenge. He had always been a man of ambition, but lately, that ambition had twisted into something darker, fueled by a burning hatred for his niece, Desire.

, he reminded himself, he talked with the boy first. So, he watched Trevor picked up the pile of notebooks and walked away whistle he shouted, "Guys, I am gonna go now!" "Ahh! I finished writing! Cap wait!", a boy shouted and rushed behind the class monitor. 🧬🧬🧬 "Venus, when is this body's death determined?" June asked as he popped a grape in his mouth. [The information Hades Inc. has reported that the body would be deceased after ten months from now.]

He rose from the chair, looking taller than ever. “Your bloodlust is back, and most blood sucker werewolves do not know how to control it. They eventually go on a killing spree, and with an arrow coated with wolfsbane, they're dead.” He paused, “What blood have you tasted that could be so sweet to trigger it after years of control?” “I'm aging, Kaiden. And your blood lust is returning. You see, there' s a cure to this.” He had a taunting smile. “Which is?” “A Venegan.” He dropped.