Gwen Stacy’s life erfe the surface.

  Daughter of Gee Staew York’s beloved police chief.

  Straight-A college student.

  Sorority queen.

  Campus sweetheart.

  Future wyer, doctor, or whatever the hell she felt like being.

  The world saw Gerfe ed in blonde curls and a megawatt smile.

  No one saw the real Gwen.

  The one who wore that smile like a mask—while burying bodies in pces even the NYPD wouldn’t find.

  Her first kill was at sixteen—a teacher who thought he could flirt with her. By eighteen, she had maniputed cssmates into ruining their own lives for her amusement. Now, at twenty-one, she banced uy lectures with te-night killings—ensuring those who annoyed her disappeared without a trace.

  Manipution was her art.

  Murder was her release.

  And no one suspected a thing.

  Not even her father.

  That was how good she was.

  Then, three days ago, she saw the alien girl.

  Kara Zor-El.

  It had been a routiernoon—cheg on her “charity project” at a police fundraiser when she overheard her father on a secure call.

  “S.H.I.E.L.D. has her. Alien woman. Blorong—tore a football field sized hole into time square Name’s Kara.”

  Something inside Gwen stirred.

  Primal.

  Dark.

  Excited.

  She found photos in the department files through her father’s clearance.

  Tall. Muscur. Beautiful.

  Glowing with power.

  Untouchable.

  And just like that, Gwen’s perfect, cold, calcuted life had a arget.

  A new obsession.

  Venom had been her pet for two years.

  She had found the symbiote hunting lowlifes in a dark alley, seeking a host.

  It had tried to bond with her, thinking her an easy target.

  It was wrong.

  The first time she resisted the symbiote’s trol, Venom had been shocked.

  The sed time she bent it to her will, it had feared her.

  And by the third time, Venom worshipped her.

  No one had ever domihe symbiote like Gwen did—not through strength, but through cruelty.

  When it tried to resist, she starved it.

  When it screamed in her mind, she ughed a feel every ounce of her disdain.

  When it shed out, she pu—making it e the very criminals it tried to spare.

  Venom broke.

  Now, it was hers.

  Her pet.

  Her on.

  Her obedient little monster.

  Venom whispered to her stantly—fearful, reverent.

  “Queen Gwen… we live to serve…”

  She smiled every time it said that.

  Because she had won.

  And now, they had a new mission.

  Kara.

  Gwen sipped her coffee at an outdoor café, eyes hidden behind oversized sungsses, casually her prey.

  Kara Zor-El walked beside Natasha Romanoff—S.H.I.E.L.D.’s infamous Bck Widow.

  The alien was ughihrown back, smiling like she owhe world.The sunlight seemed to g to her like an aura, illuminationed abs beh her cropped shirt.

  Gwen’s heart raced.

  She was even more perfe person.

  Venom stirred in her mind.

  “Queehe alien… she is strong… dangerous… we should not—”

  “Silence,” Gwen whispered back, her smile never faltering.

  Venom quivered.

  It knew better than to disobey.

  Kara was utterly fasated.

  New York City—a pce from this strange new universe—ristine pared to her home.

  Ba Metropolis, the skyline was always under stru. Explosions were background noise.

  Fighting Brainiac was just another Monday.

  Here?

  Here, people walked their dogs.

  A man pyed jazz on the er.

  A thief stole a purse, and Natasha tripped him like it was nothing.

  No ser beams.

  No doomsday ons.

  No falling satellites.

  Kara blinked as the thief groaned on the pavement.

  “That’s it?” she asked Natasha.

  Natasha shrugged. “Handled.”

  Kara stared down at the thief. “He’s not even glowing. Or turning into a death robot.”

  Natasha looked at her. “Why would he?”

  Kara sighed. “God, your p is amazing.”

  They stopped for coffee.

  Kara’s first real coffee experienarvel Earth.

  It was… life-ging.

  “This is better tha vision,” she muttered, taking another sip.

  Natasha watched her from across the table—eyes sharp but softer than usual.

  Then Kara noticed the stares.

  Every woman in the café was stealing g her—flushed, fidgeting, whispering.

  The barista almost dropped an espresso mae because she was staring at Kara’s abs.

  Kara frowned. “Is… this normal?”

  Natasha groaned. “The pheromones.”

  “The what?”

  Natasha leaned in, l her voice.

  “Your Kryptonian biology. Yiving off something. Women ’t help but be drawn to you.”

  Kara blihen looked around.

  The blushing cashier.

  The jogger outside who tripped over nothing.

  The two women whisperihe door, openly staring.

  “…Oh.”

  Natasha sighed. “Men don’t seem to care. But women? You’re like… a mag.”

  Kara smirked. “Tragic.”

  Natasha’s eyebrow twitched.

  She was already f a mental list of agents who o be reassigned.

  From her table across the street, Gwen’s heart raced faster with each passing minute.

  She watched how Kara smiled, how she teased Natasha—how she seemed to shine brighter than anyone around her.

  She didn’t just want her.

  She needed her.

  Kara was strong—physically, mentally.

  She wouldn’t break easily.

  And that erfect.

  Because Gwen didn’t want something fragile.

  She wanted something powerful to own.

  Venom tried to protest in her mind again.

  “Queen… she is beyond us… she could crush us… please—”

  “Shut up.”

  Venom fell silent, c.

  Gwen smiled, sipping her coffee.

  Her mind was already spinning with pns.

  How to infiltrate.

  How to earn trust.

  How to eliminate petition.

  And how to make Kara hers.

  As Kara and Natasha made their way back to S.H.I.E.L.D.’s guesthouse, Kara stretched, her voice pyful.

  “You didn’t o babysit me all day, you know.”

  Natasha’s response was softer than usual.

  “I wao.”

  Kara paused—surprised, but not unfortable.

  She grinned.

  “God. Earth women are weird.”

  Natasha rolled her eyes, but her lips curled into a smile.

  As Kara disappeared around a er, Gwen leaned ba her seat.

  She whispered—more to herself than Venom:

  “Soon.You’ll be mine.”

  Venom whimpered internally.

  “We are doomed…”

  Gwen just smiled wider.

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