Danger Days Party Poison Novels & Stories

Gaetano placed back his phone in his pockets as they approached the giant doors of the main hall where the party was held. He grabbed his gun and realised the safety before pushing the doors open. No one seemed to notice them until three of his men stepped up there guns lifted up and pointed to the crowd. His men stepped out of the shadows with the safety of there guns realised in case any one did something stupid that moment. The party went silent, a few glasses landed on the floor in shock and a few smiles changed in to fear and worry mixed with confusion

he uttered before almost passing out on the ground. DIANNE was so drunk that she couldn't even understand the music playing in the bar and could only hear ringing inside her ear as she continued taking more and more shots, making her vomit all over the floor. She was fucked up. The cigarette smell, alcohol, and sweaty drunk men around her added to her nauseousness that she could not contain. She wants to forget everything yet even when drunk, she can't. The thought of how fucked life could be if she is the daughter of Silvester's mom is making her want to die. The idea of her parents not telling her that she was adopted was also fucking exhausting. Almost dying multiple times makes her the u

I glare at her, as I try to get her friends to release me, but they only dig their nails into my skin. “His parties are neutral territory,” Kensey continues, “Which means it's all about having fun. Any hard feelings are left at the door. But there is no way Ivy would defend you.” She smacks my chest, and my left tit jiggles. "My money don't jiggle jiggle, it folds," I whisper the song lyrics under my breath, twisting my body left and right in an attempt to dance. "I'd like to see you wiggle wiggle, for sure."

They didn't. My stomach twisted. Of all the days he could've texted out of the blue, it had to be today, right after I moved into Dante's house. The universe possessed a sick sense of humor. There were a million things I wanted to say, but I stuck with something safe and neutral. Me: Do they have those in California? Heath: Pumpkin hot chocolate? Nah Heath: You're only allowed to drink smoothies and green juices here or you'Il get voted off the island.

I'd played this game too many times. I fumbled again, and this time, a click echoed, amplified by the frantic beat of my heart. "Mona! Open this damn door!" His voice, thick with liquor and rage, vibrated through the thin wood. I didn't dare answer. Maybe by morning, he'd have forgotten the details, or at least be too hungover to care. But for now, I was getting out of here! I yanked the window open and peered outside. It was daytime, making everything visible, but no less terrifying. It was a long drop, and the thought of landing awkwardly, possibly breaking my neck, sent a wave of nausea through me. I wasn't ready to die yet.

he explained with concern. “And then there was the truck incident,” Mr. Harper continued in a serious tone. “They were found in a critical condition this morning and are still unconscious. The initial investigation suggests they were involved in the incident due to drinking, but I suspect something more sinister. I believe someone with significant influence might be involved.” Mr. Harper gently took Jasmine’s hand. “Don’t be afraid. I will protect you from all of them. You can trust me.” In the midst of their serious conversation, a figure caught their attention through the rain. They turned and saw a man who had just stopped walking. He stood under a black umbrella, his gaze piercingly shar

Daisy The day of the party is hectic and nerve-racking for everyone. What they failed to tell us Omegas yesterday was that Dark Sky pack is coming to attend the party as well so it was even worse for all of us. I helped for as long as possible but soon enough I had to get ready to play as Grayson's date. Maybe he'll find his mate when Dark Sky comes tonight and he won't touch me.

Alicia looked at the lemon tea on the table and the shards of glass on the floor, feeling a sense of unease. "Alicia, please tell Mr. Howard it's a misunderstanding." Rhett, despite his shaky legs, stood up and attempted to defend himself. "It was just a common glucose. I saw you were tired lately, so I ordered a lemon tea for you and added some glucose." He reached for the lemon tea, intending to break it. Unexpectedly, Damian grabbed the lemon tea before he could. "Bullshit!" Mae picked up a glass shard from the floor and sniffed it. She scowled at Rhett and told Alicia, "It's a low-grade heating poison, AH-100. There's a high risk of getting sex addiction when you drink it. Asshole."

I scrunch my face, closely staring at him, " Go straight to the point Alex. We both know you don't care about my well-being" "Look, Nicole. I am sorry, okay? I didn't know what my dad and your brother were planning until the other day. I don't want to do this but I have to" He stressfully whispers. I chuckle at his lame words. "Alex, didn't my brother tell you that I can't have kids anymore?" I laugh at the shock on his face "I was recently pregnant and Ernesto poisoned me. The doctor confirmed that was my only chance to have a baby, so I am sorry because I can't push more out"

Poison 101 was a strong brand of liquor made by a supernatural company that boasted more than a hundred years since it first hit the market. Daring humans usually tried it, unaware of the target clientele but it mostly ended badly for them. A few died of alcohol poisoning. Some had to spend days in the ICU. For supernatural beings, the alcohol either ran to the brain real quick and/or their groins depending on individual ability to process it. Looking at Dominik, Malachi could conclude that he wasn't very good at handling alcohol although he couldn't fully disregard the fact that he drank too much in a short time.