A Poison Apple Book Novels & Stories

So it wouldn't take long for the police to locate us and try to finish that mission as soon as possible. The little boy opened a small shabby and old book, in which the green cover was already totally covered with dust and some leaves exhibited a yellowish tone. I had the impression that I was seeing my old books from the time I went to church, where Bible stories mixed to explain the existence of God. I became even more believed that that situation was the same, because he opened the story on a page where a snake stuck in an apple tree tree appeared.

On the way to the hospital, he kept calling ahead, making sure that they had beds and equipment ready. At the same time, he turned to me. "What did they eat before this?" In my past life, after Andrew and Sally recovered, they had their stomach contents tested. The results showed mercury poisoning. The cause? A takeout meal they had eaten that afternoon. Someone had laced it with poison. At the time, Andrew and Sally assumed that Dylan had ordered it, so they didn't think twice before finishing the entire meal. Even up until my death, we never found out who had placed the order.

It was a book about the Helsings. I stumbled upon one of the pages that deals with poisons. While eating, I couldn't help but speak a few of them. "Let there be no ill. All that is poison must reveal... " I lifted my gaze towards my food only to find a black liquid floating on the surface of the soup. "Gerber..." I called on her before closing the book, putting it away as I leaned on closer to the bowl of soup. "What is it, Sol?" "T-There's something on the soup..."

We sell all poisons of various types and uses. However, some poisons are not for sale. An important and valuable poison. They are kept in a secret base. No one knows where the secret base is except for dad and the people he trusts. I chewed on the apple that was on the nightstand. I don't ask for fruit, but every day an omega replaces the fruit with a new one. I don't want the fruit to be thrown away, so I have to eat it. After learning about the state of the Abyss Pack, I couldn't stop thinking. I wonder who has put poison in the river.

When the company began choosing a vendor for staff lunches, I immediately ruled out my family's restaurant. A coworker stared at me. "Nora, that is a $150,000 contract. Your family runs a restaurant, and you're turning down money being handed to you? Are you out of your mind?" I smiled and didn't answer. In my last life, I took that contract. Then the new intern, Fiona Bell, accused me of secretly pocketing a commission. She even produced a quote from a three-star hotel for comparison. "Look, theirs is three dollars a portion. How do you justify charging eight?" Even my boyfriend of six years, Gavin Shaw, whom I had been seeing in secret, joined her in confronting me with the invoices. In th

Keeping it safe was my responsibility, and I knew the only cure. Without thinking much, I pressed my lips against him, sucking the poison out of him. Ricin was all I could taste with a bit of blood. I drank those venoms like no tomorrow. Once I was done, I was drowning in the abyss, with no sense, no energy, or feelings. It was only distress. Yet I was happy because my poisons were. I closed my eyes with a realization- as long as Alpha Aragon was safe so was my poisonous world. Yet I was asked to kill him?

Ignoring the 2 ladies, Helena surpassed a paper container over to Raven. "This is... Umm...... To explicit my apologies to you." "What?" Opening it, he observed a freshly baked apple pie. It changed into in reality hand made. "Oh, thank you. I changed into beginning to experience a chunk hungry actually." Raven crammed a bit into his mouth with no wariness. Naturally, the onslaught of criticisms began. "Hey, display me a few alertness, okay!?" "What if it had been poisoned again!?" "What will be the factor of poisoning me again? It's pretty delicious, actually. Or are you ladies speaking approximately a witch's poison apple? It's now no longer like I'm Princess Snow White."

Apocalypse “Ugh.” I sighed, feeling nauseated of all the flower gardens this place has and sick of hearing those filthy birds sing all day. Scowling, I walked toward the edge of the forest. Feeling the cold air made me wish for more despair in it. It already felt like a heavy burden. I need the chaos to spread, to create destruction. Only then will the madness give me some rest. It’s getting harder to control. As soon as the thought passed through my head, it throbbed. Massaging my temples, I walked past the tree edge and entered the forest.

~Zella~ “Alpha, just stop talking please and watch what will happen.” I scolded him, so noisy. I press my bloody index finger on the Alpha King’s mouth, allowing the blood to freely enter his mouth to attract the deadly bugs inside, if there are any, and at the same time, my blood will enter his bloodstream and directly neutralize the poison that was torturing him and making him bleed inside. After a few seconds, something came out of his mouth, crawling like a drunk bug, a black centipede. Holy cow!

“We’ll try a spoon of applesauce in a bit. Then soup if the gods smile.” She made a face I mentally captioned bribable. “You brought books,” she said, as if she had to confirm it was real and not a fever hallucination. “I did. No onions.” Her laugh tumbled out—rough around the edges, precious because it was possible. “Thank you. For all of it. The ugly parts included.” “That’s part of the thing,” I said. “The bad and the boring. The good is easy. The ugly is where the vows go.”