The Queen Bee

Gwen Stacy's life was perfect—on the surface.

Daughter of George Stacy, New York's beloved police chief.

Straight-A college student.

Sorority queen.

Campus sweetheart.

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

The world saw Gwen as perfection wrapped 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 places 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 manipulated classmates into ruining their own lives for her amusement. Now, at twenty-one, she balanced university lectures with late-night killings—ensuring those who annoyed her disappeared without a trace.

Manipulation 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 routine afternoon—checking 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. Blonde, strong—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. Muscular. Beautiful.

Glowing with power.

Untouchable.

And just like that, Gwen's perfect, cold, calculated life had a new target.

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 control, Venom had been shocked.

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

And by the third time, Venom worshipped her.

No one had ever dominated the 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 laughed and let it feel every ounce of her disdain.

When it lashed out, she punished it—making it consume the very criminals it tried to spare.

Venom broke.

Now, it was hers.

Her pet.

Her weapon.

Her obedient little monster.

Venom whispered to her constantly—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 sunglasses, casually observing her prey.

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

The alien was laughing—head thrown back, smiling like she owned the world.The sunlight seemed to cling to her like an aura, illuminating her toned abs beneath her cropped shirt.

Gwen's heart raced.

She was even more perfect in person.

Venom stirred in her mind.

"Queen Gwen… the 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 fascinated.

New York City—a place from this strange new universe—was pristine compared to her home.

Back in Metropolis, the skyline was always under construction. Explosions were background noise.

Fighting Brainiac was just another Monday.

Here?

Here, people walked their dogs.

A man played jazz on the corner.

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

No laser beams.

No doomsday weapons.

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 planet is amazing."

They stopped for coffee.

Kara's first real coffee experience on Marvel Earth.

It was… life-changing.

"This is better than heat 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 glances at her—flushed, fidgeting, whispering.

The barista almost dropped an espresso machine because she was staring at Kara's abs.

Kara frowned. "Is… this normal?"

Natasha groaned. "The pheromones."

"The what?"

Natasha leaned in, lowering her voice.

"Your Kryptonian biology. You're… giving off something. Women can't help but be drawn to you."

Kara blinked. Then looked around.

The blushing cashier.

The jogger outside who tripped over nothing.

The two women whispering near the door, openly staring.

"…Oh."

Natasha sighed. "Men don't seem to care. But women? You're like… a magnet."

Kara smirked. "Tragic."

Natasha's eyebrow twitched.

She was already forming a mental list of agents who needed to 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 was perfect.

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, cowering.

Gwen smiled, sipping her coffee.

Her mind was already spinning with plans.

How to infiltrate.

How to earn trust.

How to eliminate competition.

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 playful.

"You didn't need to babysit me all day, you know."

Natasha's response was softer than usual.

"I wanted to."

Kara paused—surprised, but not uncomfortable.

She grinned.

"God. Earth women are weird."

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

As Kara disappeared around a corner, Gwen leaned back in her seat.

She whispered—more to herself than Venom:

"Soon.You'll be mine."

Venom whimpered internally.

"We are doomed…"

Gwen just smiled wider.

Join my patreon today to read up to chapter 28 in advance your support is my inspiration join for only 3 to 5$

patreon.com/everstone