A Touch Of Poison Novels & Stories

" Just as I finished speaking, we heard footsteps. Jessy burst into the room, eyes wide as she saw the mess. She rushed toward Wayne, trying to help him up. "Wayne! Are you okay? Did that vicious woman hurt you?" Wayne swung with all his might, slapping her squarely across the face. Jessy's cheek swelled instantly, and tears streamed down her face. "What was that for?! "They must've poisoned your mind. I knew it—your mom never liked me, she's always wanted to get rid of me. "Wayne, you're the only one who ever cared about me." Wayne stood up and kicked her right in the face.

Though her makeup was strong, it couldn’t conceal the craziness dancing in her eyes. And in one hand, A smooth, silver blade. That is then what had been pulling. “Found you,” she purred, her smile too beautiful to be honest. My back struck the desk’s edge as I staggered back. The wood penetrated my back. Celina moved up and gently clicked the door shut behind her, a sluggish, quiet finality. She said, voice like velvet dipped in poison, He always did like his toys new. Pretty. Shaking. Obedient. Just like You.

After the cult lady was executed, Mufasa was called upon to examine Wayne and note what the poison could be. Mufasa checked the vial and the coffee mug , and examined Wayne too. “It's called Touch-me-not. A very lethal poison that is effective only within the first five minutes it's exposed from its vial. But it doesn't affect or cause any harm until the second portion of it is also taken. Then, the two would combine and cause havoc within the body of the recipient. Whomever planned this poisoning doesn't want to kill you immediately. But if the second dose enters the blood, there is no known antidote to save that person.”

She looks at me, and for a second it feels like we’re on the same side again. “I’m sorry too,” she says, almost under her breath. It’s not forgiveness. But it’s something. I let go of her wrist, and she lingers for a heartbeat before stepping back. She turns away, heading toward the stairs. And though I let her go this time, part of me wants to follow her all over again. Jewel The thing about poison is… it doesn’t always burn on contact. Sometimes, it’s sweet. Smooth. Easy to swallow. That’s Jace.

David said sniffing in her scent. "But this is the perfume I have been using for a long" Malia grinned "Hmm, that's true and I closer to you added to the scent, isn't it," David said winking at her... "Whatever" Malia said chuckling " Before I forget, guess what, I'm done with my novel, remember, "To The Girl, I Love," David said as they were walking down the hallway to their various lockers... "So I thought, Why don't we exchange since it's from our favorite author, "Blessing Adebayo" David added

All she remembered was his golden touch in the garden she thought paradise. His one touch…his one whisper…his kisses to remembered for an eternity. She was…she is…she always will be Aiwa, the broken rose with smiling eyes. Her body, her mind belonged to the jackal of the night. She will never escape the shadows of darkness. Her fate was concealed on the day of sixteen candles lasting seven days. She was Gia…she was Mia, the woman with silent tears gleaming in the moonlight. Beneath the High Moon, in the Garden of Evil, forever more knowing only one touch, one whisper, one kiss, her eternity…

The separation of the two has never happened. Andy pushed the menu in front of Harris, "Choose a drink!" Harris waved his hand, "I don't drink anything; I have to go home after talking. Tonight, my company has a small party." Andy nodded when he heard that and assessed Harris, just like when they were still in love. Suddenly, Andy's hand reached out, wanting to touch his cheek. Harris jerked backward, the air thick with embarrassment. Andy curled his lips into a smile, narrowing his eyes, and gently stroked Harris' cheek with his thumb.

She didn’t have any other ulterior motives. “I feel as though my closet is too small. I was wondering if I could have someone come in and make my closet bigger. I don’t have enough space for all my books...” Rosalie tests as she watches him drink the coffee. Tonight she’ll finally know the side effects of the drug. She was perfecting a new poison – a clear, colourless liquid that, despite its innocent appearance, held the power to bring even the strongest man to his knees. Or that’s what she had planned. It was a potent brew, a blend of rare botanicals and powerful toxins, a testament to her years of studying the dark arts of chemistry and toxicology.

But after that, I didn’t know what happened. **** “Oh you’re awake Sir Theon.” George was in my room and he was waiting for me to wake up. And then, I asked what happened and he told me everything. After touching my mother, I fainted. So, our plan failed. My reaction to girls’ touch was still there, but two questions arose on my head while talking to George. So, why did the girl touch me and nothing happened? And why I was fainted again? Bewilderment clothed into my entire being and I started to get confused about the whole situation. Then, George stood up to tell my mother that I was awake and then, I allowed him to.

asked Bai Ze immediately "Reqing poison is one of the worst poison when a person take it they will clearly not feel it becayse Reqing poison doesn't work unless one become physically intimate thus it's really hard to detect but once a physical connection is made it will act up almost instantly it starts by paralyzing the lower body and gradually move to the heart however it doesn't work like other poison instead of coughing up blood the patient will end up bleeding from their personal areas making it look like that the death happened due to over exertion of one's self thus the death by Reqing poison is not just simple death its the death of a dog !"