Evil Queen Poison Apple Novels & Stories

AUSTIN. It was the call I had been expecting,dreading, craving. The grand apology. The orchestrated symphony of regret. Eleanor’s cold prophecy echoed in my head: "He will come. And it will sound more real than ever before." But now, a new, fiery thought crossed my mind. I could answer his call. I could let his voice wash over me. I could say, "It okay, I have forgiven you.” I could use my forgiveness as weapon to shame Eleanor. The temptation was a sweet, sharp venom. I could become the grenade thrown into the heart of her perfect dynasty.

Alicia looked over to Conan and he tried to free himself from Herold’s grip, but he could not. “Conan and I went hiking years ago, and I found a vine of beautiful flowers. I found out that it is called Wisteria. It is not poisonous to humans, but after mixing it with Deadly Nightshade that I got before going back to Herold’s pack, I could make my poison.” “Why?” Alpha Herold questioned. Alicia looked at him I could see her features darken at this point. “You choose some rogue ragged she-wolf over me and I knew I could not poison her because she never took anything from me. So I started to the poison her brother and his wolf.

Zane responded to Naevia's words. Nisha brings the juice close to her mouth but pauses halfway immediately. She narrowed her brows and glared at the glass of juice. "Wait a minute. This smell..." She brought it closer to her nose and sniffed it. "What's wrong Nisha?" Naevia questioned Nisha, noticing her sudden change in behavior. "This is Papaya. I'm not allowed to drink or eat Papaya. It's poisonous to my baby," She notified Zane and Naevia. Dropping the juice down.

"What is wrong with him Bruce, what do you think had been injected inside his organs, will he be fine" The woman said, walking close to the bed, where her Master lay, as she bent down, looking at the blackish substance, which seem to be living. "What is this blackish thing in his body." The woman asked again, quite confused on what must have happened to the alpha. "The alpha king had been injected with some dark evil magic, which belongs to the first pure blooded black witch, whoever must have injected this on the alpha, must have been very powerful, because, this is a first witch's poison, it is gotten from slits of a snake, and can only be cured by a first or second pure blooded witch, if

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.

James maneuvered his wheelchair to a nightstand and retrieved a green bottle, then turned to face Ezra, extending it to him. "Take this," James said. Ezra accepted the bottle, his hands trembling slightly. James explained, "This bottle contains the poison that will eliminate our enemies. It's a liquid that can blend into anything. I want you to poison Alpha Apollo and his wife the first opportunity you get inside their home. I believe they are responsible for sending that mysterious man to torment us," James concluded.

She tried opening her eyes, but they rolled back instead. “HEALERS!” I yelled. Within seconds, Joshua and three others were pushing through the crowd. Joshua immediately checked her pulse. “What is the problem?” I demanded. He reached for the bowl of stew and sniffed it, then dipped a silver testing rod into the broth. The metal instantly turned black. Joshua slowly looked up. “Alpha. It’s poison.” “What?” “A magical poison that suppresses Fireheart abilities but won’t kill her.” I looked down at Evie. The faint golden warmth that usually surrounded her was gone. Something inside me snapped, making ice shoot across the courtyard at the speed of lightning.

Her body trembled with weakness, her breathing shallow. “My lady,” Lila cooed, her voice gentle, dripping with false sympathy. “I brought your tea... the one to help with your pain.” Seraphine’s lips curled into a weak smile, her hand trembling as she reached for the cup. “Thank you... Lila... You’ve been so kind... I don’t know what I’d do without you...” Lila’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with malice as she watched Seraphine drink deeply, unaware of the slow-acting poison slipping through her veins. It was a rare toxin, extracted from the Nightshade flower—a plant known for weakening even the strongest of wolves.

I said. "Stop Dreaming! Their poison is called 'a life for a life'. It is an ancient poison of the witches. No one has survived this poison for more than 100 years. Don't fool yourself. Even if you get him back, you'll kill him, or your wife will die!" "Shut up!" I swung my sword and cut off one of the Queen's arms. "Ah! ! ! ! ! !" The Queen's screams rang through the palace. "Go to hell and repent for what you have done!" I was ready to stab her and the king.