A Touch Of Poison Novels & Stories

His eyes were red and only configured a blurred image to the receptors. “Maybe it’s still nighttime.” Mark slater comforted himself. The door closes back. “Why do you leave me alone, wretched on a table? I still need you! Maybe offer me a woman’s sweet second chance.” Mark Slater felt as if he had lost the most precious thing he ever won. The hurtful feeling tormented his heart. The woman’s sweet poison had anchored and spread through his veins. The love poison. He nearly wept.

“To love is nothing. To be loved is something. But to be loved by the person you love is everything”- Unknown. The morning was shining as bright as it had always, if not brighter than normal. Aurora woke up to the reminiscing of the previous day, Neville’s touch on her skin, his blue hues eyes. His blissful kisses, the way her body responded to her, she noticed her body was arching to her thoughts of him. She hadn’t felt this way to any being before, and she wondered the magic his fingers could create. Her mind went to the different possible way he could make her feel, but she was yet to understand why she was drawn to him this bad. Not wanting to be in her thoughts, she got up to refresh fo

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."

I only felt a deep sense of satisfaction. Dylan's tears fell. Suddenly, he looked up and lunged at me, grabbing my neck. "Fiona, it's you! You poisoned my parents! You killed them!" His grip was firm. Soon, everything went black before my eyes. Fear gripped my heart as my hands clenched tightly. Bernice rushed over, desperately trying to pull his hands away. "Dylan, stop! This has nothing to do with Fiona. In fact, she's been running around trying to help today. Don't be ungrateful!"

His brows pushed together as he thought about the question for a while. He glanced at the vial and then brought his index finger to his lip, remembering something. "There might be a solution," he sat up quickly. "The poison suppresses the mate bond but the poison can be made inactive if the mate bond is present." I tilted my head, confused. "How?" "The presence of the mate bond can act as a natural counteragent to the effect of the poison. As long as the bond remains inactive, the poison attacks your Alpha unopposed." I turned my head towards Finnley as though to ask what he thought of the whole thing, but he already had his gaze on me.

Jerson who was about to touch the body was immediately stopped by Vishnu. “Don’t touch the body. He drank poison," Vishnu said. “You heard about Vuintor Poison, right? It's in demand in the underground business. It is the best use in mass murder as the poison transfers to your body if you touch the person who was affected.”

The V line around his waist clearly visible for her to see made her suddenly remember what he looked like, naked. Gosh, this was harder than she thought. For goodness sake, she wanted to just sleep. Should she just poison him and make him go to sleep or... An evil smirk formed on her lips when she thought of something. She could make him think that she was ready to have sex with him and then, she'll have the chance to put one of her poisons on his manhood and then... Hehe. She giggled internally as she imagined what his reaction would be if he started to uncontrollable scratch that place. Of course it won't kill him.

“You said you were sorry, but you lied. Mother was right, you are nothing but a liar, a Casanova. And to think I went through all the trouble to drug you. Do you know that the wine you drank was filled with poison?” I suck a painful breath. Why won’t my wrist heal? Just what kind of poison is she talking about? Just then, a pain, as thick as the trunk of a tree and as bright as lightning, shoots through my body from my feet to my head. My vision explodes in red and I stagger back, clutching my neck.

POV: Raphael It took a few days for the girls to get back on their feet. Turns out the poison Eloise used on them is a deadly chemical that could turn them invalid for the rest of their lives if not handled properly. If they had stayed there longer for her to administer another dosage, it would have been detrimental to their health.

It was embarrassing. “If any gods ask who taught you in future, you mustn't mention my name.” Poison looked at her and she landed safely on the ground. Poison removed his outer robe and Violet gasped at the toned muscles that shone beautifully. “W—why are you removing your clothes? Who are you trying to seduce, huh?!” Poison appeared in front of her, making her gasp in surprise. He was just there.. Poison placed the robe all over her body and paid attention to the snake hanging in the air. He snapped a finger and the snake became leaves, pouring all over them.