Evil Queen Poison Apple Novels & Stories

I looked at her, hoping she would continue, and she stared at me for a while before she finally did. “The apple is not a normal apple, and it is grown by us personally. It is meant to make us more energetic—” “So it was poisoned?” I asked worriedly. Am I going to die? “No, it was not. It is meant for werewolves. When a normal human takes it, it is too much for them and can cause delusions, dizziness, or even loss of consciousness. That is what happened to you.” “Oh…” That explains it. I looked at Rowan, who was entirely focused on his laptop, like we were not even in the room.

“And who is that? Whose name did he call?” Alex hesitated, eyes flicking to the glass where Darrius still sat, smirking at nothing. “Can I ask you a question first?” “Yeah. What’s it now?” He shifted his weight. “What will you do if I tell you who the person is?” I didn’t even have to think. “What else? I’ll make sure that person dies a cruel death. Eve is mine, and nobody dares touch her family. I promised to avenge their deaths.” My voice hardened. “But that doesn’t mean Darrius is free. That man was a murderer too. Anyway, enough of the too much talking.” I shook my head, frustration boiling over. “Tell me who that is.”

"This would pass as a peach rather than an apple. I wonder if you could possibly die by eating it, y'know, since you're an Omega you should be immune to poison." I clenched my fist in anger, held up my gown with my hands and stormed towards him. I yanked the apple away from his hand, restraining myself from pushing it into his throat to test if it was, without a doubt, poisonous. But I fought and clung onto my little sense of restraint and threw the apple off into an inflorescence. "You talk like a lowly man, Alpha Alexander," I glared daggers at him as I spoke, my heart constricting within my chest in hurt due to Alpha Alexander words. "You're right, as an Omega I can't die from poison, but

" A year later Irena unexpectedly appeared at her front door step all busted up. Her clothes were torn, her face was busted. Blood and bruises all over her body. Jenette told me that she was confused and surprised but helped Irena. She told her everything about Vicktor and how he treated her and couldn't escape the marriage so the only way to end it was to end him and Jenette helped her. She gave her the safest and easiest way to end him." "As in, kill him off?" I inquired, Abel nodded. "Yes, with poison but not just any poison she used apples." he conceited. "Apples?" I blink back in disbelief. What is this? Snow white and the old witch with the poison apple, whatever the fuck kids watch th

All he did was scroll through old photos of me on his phone, one after another. Vivian couldn't stand it. Her temper grew worse by the day. Then, that afternoon, Alex returned to the motel after running errands. The moment he pushed the door open, a sharp, bitter smell hit him. Vivian sat slumped against the headboard. A dark, purplish liquid was dripping from the corner of her mouth. An empty glass vial lay overturned beside her hand. Wolfsbane. The deadliest poison to any werewolf. Even the strongest healing abilities couldn't resist it.

“The garden is enchanted with her magic. She uses it to spy on her enemies and also to foil your efforts. Think about it Phillippe. How come no one else saw Lavi’s mate poisoning Lady Ariel? It was only the Empress’ words against Lavi and his mate. Do you not notice? Or what about the times when you black out at night? Who prepares your drink before you go to bed? Did you not notice her absence at night?” Phillippe does not answer but is racking his brains. He cannot recollect memories from many nights but he never thought too deeply into it. “Erik Jokovich was the one who purchased the poison which was fed to Lady Ariel,” Alexei reveals. He takes out a piece of paper from his pocket and add

“And tell me what kind of wound Ivan had. I know the arrow was silver tipped—all vamp arrows are when they’re messing with weres. And I remember you said it was yew. What’s yew?” Selecting an apple from the pile of food on the plate, I take a bite, chew slowly and enjoy it with my eyes closed. When I open my eyes again, Ian’s looking at me like I’m his next meal, and I think I’d best get distracting him. “Yew is a shrub. In some parts of the world, it grows into a tree. All parts of it are poisonous, including the wood used for the arrow shaft. Is there something you’re not telling me about Ivan?”

Heavy, fully ripened fruit hung from the branches. I listened to the stiff grass crackle under her shoes. When she reached the closest tree, she reached up and plucked a red apple. My heart began beating fast. In the story of Snow White, the wicked witch gave the girl an apple. The girl took a bite and fell under a spell. Only true love's first kiss could wake her. Was that the vampire queen's plan? Did she intend to offer me the apple? Poison me and hope my true love would find me and kiss me?

the dealer interjected from the side, his voice shaking. “See?” Alejandro sneered. Suddenly, the air pressure in the room seemed to shift. Ethan lunged forward, grabbing Alejandro’s wrist with lightning speed. Alejandro gasped, his body locking up in shock as Ethan twisted his arm back. With a brutal yank, Ethan reached into Alejandro’s sleeve and pulled something out. He held it up for the room to see: a card. The crowd erupted into a frenzy of whispers. The dealer rushed over, inspecting the card with wide eyes. Ethan’s lips finally curved into a smile—a genuine, dark, and predatory expression of delight.

'The Evil Witch and the Trapped Princess?' Upon looking at the cover of the book, the shadow figures of the people mentioned in the title were present depicting a witch who was holding an apple and giving it to the princess who was sitting on the ground as she also held open the palm of his hands for receiving the apple. On the side of the cover can be seen the title alone as the cover explained what it was