Evil Queen Poison Apple Novels & Stories

Onur-Love wins, and the forbidden apple is sweeter than everything, only we know that because we experienced it. Lenor-Let everyone gets such love.

Elaine took the opportunity to silently plead for my Father, or my grandfather, to help her out. “Abram, this is the same poison that Elaine had made up to give Eva on the night of her celebration. It will make her body feel like ants are crawling all over her. She will be able to feel them bite her skin. The phantom pain will cause her to tear her skin apart trying to scratch an itch that cannot be stopped. As awful as that is, she also had them add a strong hallucinogen to it. Within two hours after ingesting the poison, you’re dead. She wanted to completely humiliate not just Eva, but Reese and me, in front of all our esteemed guests. She wanted to humiliate us, to make room for Shne to b

"That's easy! From what I read in Apple's book—if it's true—she has a spell that can fish out good people by reading their thoughts, emotions and hearts. She used it to wipe out a race of evil pixies once. Apple could go with them and help. What about that?" "Hold on," his eyes glazed over. While he was distracted, I returned my gaze to the big bulge in his pants. It'd grown bigger than before. I gulped. I was starting to get a hint of what the second condition might be. "Apple said she can do it so I've given them the instructions. Happy now?"

How do you know that? Dave laughed evilly and said, "Of course, I know. You are poisoned by the Mandala Mind Catching Fruit." 'Mandala Mind Catching Fruit?' Her exquisite face looked curious; she was shocked. 'What the hell is that? I've never heard of that.' Dave went to the vine wall and picked another fruit. He said, "This is the Mandala Mind Catching Fruit. You will lose consciousness by eating or inhaling the poison in the fruit. What do you think? Very unexpected, right?"

A gush of nectar and her own juices poured from her ruined, gaping pussy. Elowen caught the glowing fruit reverently in both hands. It was breathtaking, deep ruby red, perfectly round, with soft pulsing veins and a sweet, intoxicating scent. Tiny flowers bloomed across its surface. “Look what you grew for me,” Elowen whispered in awe. She held it up so Lila could see her creation before gently placing it on a bed of soft moss nearby. The fruit would become the most powerful living toy she had ever grown, one that would fuck, stretch, and milk its user for days without end.

It reminds me of how we mate and mark our mates and how our scents join together. The apple and vanilla scent that is uniquely Everleigh has a slight under tone of earth and decay on top of the smells from the ones who volunteered their blood. So, who ever held her was either a vamp or a rogue. We will find this person and they will by no means go unpunished. They will have a life time of paying for what they did to my mate. That’s if I can keep from killing them within the first hour. I don’t know how much self-control I will have when it comes to the capture of the person responsible for this.

" She held up a plant whose leaves resembled the ears of a quinpar, a flying horse breed that was native to the kingdoms of Volcaris and Nebulos. "This is called the devil's heart. It is very rare and incredibly dangerous on its own, but once it is combined with aconite and the right spell that Indah is sure you would figure out, the prince would be left in a vegetative state. "More dead than alive, and nobody would be able to detect it. Unlike the aconite, which would only need a scholar or even a level one mage to identify," The priestess continued, her lips spread in a demonic smile.

He threw a black credit chip at the stunned vendor and grabbed a basket. My breath caught. He grabbed a fruit with a bright, sunrise-orange rind. A citrus variety notorious for its high photochemical content—a concentrated essence of sunlight in liquid form. Deadly to vampires in large doses. Agonizing to any with vampiric blood in their system. He started shoving the peeled segments into his mouth, juice running down his chin.

Gul spoke with a sadistic face. Edward clenched his teeth before slowly nodding his head. Gul’s smile continued to look more sadistic, her smile reaching both her ears. She held out both her arms, as she opened her hands there were two things that appeared. Edward raised his head and was shocked to see what she had. He swallowed hard at the sight of a golden apple, while apples were something he would see and eat everyday. A Golden Apple was something spoken only in rumors that had spread around the forest. And on the other hand was a bottle filled with thick black liquid.

“One, two, three, four…” Twice now. Why were there only six? The doctor was still explaining, “She ate a poisonous mushroom. Her stomach’s been pumped, but her brain will be foggy for a while. Whatever she says, just go along with it.” He left. Wendy Gold—the real one—leaned in. “Honey, what are you doing? Are you feeling okay?” I glanced at her. She really was beautiful. No wonder the heir chose me for looking sixty percent like her.