A Dose Of Pretty Poison Novelas e Histórias

"Although, my fans call me the Queen of Doom. Can you believe that? What a ridiculous nickname. Personally, I’d have gone with..." "The Queen of Doom?!" he interrupted, his eyes wide with realization. "You’re her? Damn it!." "Aw, what a tragic little story," I mocked, shaking my head in faux sympathy. "But now that you know who I am, I think it’s time to say goodbye. I pulled a syringe from my pocket, the green liquid inside glowing ominously. "W-what is that?" he stammered, crawling backward. "My special gift for you" I grinned, twirling the syringe in my fingers. "A slow-acting poison. Gives you plenty of time to reflect on your sins."

After the hotel staff left, Dove pulled out a vial and carefully poured the amber liquid into the glass. An irresistible fragrance of alcohol filled the air. Even Snow and Bass, who were not drinkers, gulped nervously. “Dove, what is this?” May asked curiously. Dove smiled and explained, “This is the poison we retrieved from the extended family in East River. This is what poisoned him to death.” Everyone got nervous and quickly held their breath. “Hahaha, don’t worry. You don’t die by just smelling it,” Dove explained with a hearty laugh. Embarrassed, May blurted, “Dove, stop with the jokes!”

"Then let me reward you with something." I raised my hand and picked up the empty bowl. The liquid inside had not actually been swallowed by me; instead, it hovered in mid-air, slowly condensing into a thick, dark-purple mist. The Omega froze perfectly still. "Blood Moon Tears," I said, identifying the poison. "A dose meant to kill two lives at once. The Crone Hesta's handiwork." "Did you think I wouldn't recognize it?" Her legs gave out, and she fell to her knees.

She sobbed and pleaded, "I'm already poisoned! How can you do this to me? "We can't even win against them! If you want to die, go die on your own—why are you dragging me into this?" But her lies were instantly exposed by the enemy wolves standing across from them. "You're still carrying that witch in your mouth? Guess we really did catch the wrong mate of yours!" One of them sneered and added, "You got played, Louis. She tricked you into thinking she was poisoned. When we caught her, she sold out your Luna just to save her own life."

Nevertheless, he had to prep for a big deal tomorrow, hoping it goes as planned. The meeting which was to be held within the royal conference room, seemed unofficial to Aurora, and as such she saw no reason to dress overly formal to the meeting. Wearing a simple grey pant trouser with a white button down shirt, leaving the first two buttons open. Aurora felt so confident in what she had on, checking her time she realized she had 10 more minutes to go and she never likes going late for a meeting. Getting over to the conference room, Aurora was expecting a bunch of guys sitting around the table with clean suit but to her surprise she saw a gentleman without a suit sitting at the end of the ta

It would have been fine if Frank knew his place and left, but he kept closing in. Jaud had no choice but to use his trump card ahead of schedule. Suddenly, a dagger laced with purple poison shot toward Frank from the back. "Oh, so that's your move?" Frank snorted as he pivoted and kicked the dagger. "Hah!" As Frank turned, Jaud grabbed a fistful of black powder and threw it at him from up close, laughing, "That poison is a compound combining the essence of over a dozen children and South Sea's toxic seaweed! Even a Skyrank elite would die in agony with just a pinch!"

Relief flooded me so hard my knees nearly gave out. “Hey,” he said softly when he saw me. “I’m okay.” I rushed to his side anyway, gripping his hand. “You scared me.” “I know,” he murmured. The doctor entered moments later, holding a clipboard. His expression was serious, professional. “We ran additional tests,” he said. “And the results are consistent with what we found last time.” Damon stiffened. “The poison?” “Yes,” the doctor replied. “It’s a chemical compound called Pure. Highly toxic in its undiluted form. In small doses, it causes dizziness, fainting, cardiac irregularities.”

"Benedict, I never thought your jealousy would run so deep. Just to keep me away from Clay, you were willing to take my life. Do our three years of marriage mean nothing to you at all?" Our marriage? It amounted to nothing compared to her sharing a bed with a man she claimed was just a friend. While the Johnsons all took turns condemning me, I kept my gaze fixed on Evanna. I asked, "Do you know where the Nineblossom Pill comes from? Setting aside how rare the ingredients are, there's only one person in the world who can make them—Physician Goodall of Enrin.

“Did I just hear you moan my name, Simone?” I look at him, eyes heavy-lidded with desire. I’d just come undone thinking about him, of course I’d say his name. “Yes, Daddy…” I murmur, biting down hard on my lower lip as I let my knees fall apart, unashamed of the glistening moisture slicking my thighs. “Or should I say Father King? Or Professor King?” I let out a low breath, tracking the dark, dangerous shift in his eyes. “I prefer Daddy though, but I’ll call you whatever gets your hands on me.” ~~~~ Simone Grayson slept with a stranger one reckless night and discovered too late that he was someone off-limits. He turned out to be her professor and was supposedly owned by God.

Then the door opened again, and the doctor returned. “Alpha,” he started carefully. “We confirmed that it was indeed poison. It must have been mixed with her drinks. This particular poison dissolves instantly and has no taste. It could have been slipped into a single cup—her tea, for example. I don’t know how you weren’t affected, but the result is clear.” I inhaled sharply and asked, “What kind of poison was it?” “Well… it’s not just a regular poison. It’s a banned medicinal drug. In small doses, it’s used for pain relief. But in large amounts, it’s fatal.”