روايات وقصص ضمن God Of Poison

There’s no tension or unease in his voice, despite the situation before us. “We’ll wait on the command to take this motherfucker down.” Dan, one of Leo’s Five remarks. “He has some sort of poison on the tip of his tail,” Leo murmurs quietly. ‘Noted.’ I say through the mind link, and Mama relays the message. Let’s do this. ‘Are you ready for the consequences of making a god your enemy?’ Apophis snarls. ‘Sure, only, I don’t see a fucking god, but just a worm who needs to be squished.’ I snarl back, glaring into his dark, slitted eyes.

The constant comparing from their father caused the young Christopher to go astray, he abused his power and used all his people as his subject for his experiments and gradually remade the deadliest poison that everyone had forgotten. Nemir, the poison, and Miren the antidote to all poison. Nemir could be used either to cure or to kill. But was commonly used for torturing. While Miren is said to be the cure for everything no matter what poison you took, as long as you have it, your life will be saved.

"I have never hurt your women... Don't blame me for other's doings... " He sighed. He could understand that they all are hurt due to whatever happened to their mother. "You trapped Bella and her child in fire.." Dom accused. "I was the one who didn't let her hurt in that... It was just to distract you all... I could never hurt an innocent woman with baby... Even though she is little annoying." He took a sip of his drink. "I hope this is not poisoned... " "I would do worse than just poisoning you..." Dom scowled. "You almost killed me twice... "

He is so happy because he will finally be able to escape this chaotic world and they will be able to fulfill the simple dream of Akira and his as a normal couple. When he arrived at the condo, he immediately took a shower first to be able to clean and to make sure if he hadn't been scratched before. As the water flows through his body you can see the blood of his victims clinging to him gradually flowing into the sink. Azrael’s body is full of scars from his wounds from his previous missions and on his back is a large tattoo— “Deus Mortis” which in Latin means “God of death” is what the organization called him because of the number of impossible missions he has accomplished.

Especially since last time, I denied him and he never heard from me again. Until now, that is. "I have a life here Shinee. A duty to serve," I remind him. In reality, my life here is a scheduled torture that on my own, I'm planning to escape from. I'm not, however, planning to escape with Shinee. If there is anyone the Moon despises, it's Shinee, and he will find a way to punish me wherever I am on this world. Shinee still sees me as the Goddess who lives in her temple being sung to each day. It's easier he believes that, so he doesn't interfere.

I said. “Yup. I thought I was going to die— until I managed to find a really sharp dagger just right under my hand at the last minute.” “Ah… I guess you were lucky, then. That dagger was mine.” “Yours…? You are the one who dropped that dagger? Man, you are a lifesaver— this must be fate, huh.” “But… I don’t understand.” “About what?” “Your body is injected with seven types of poison— and they are deadly. How is it possible for a human to survive that long…?”

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

"I should have detected it. I can identify forty-three known toxins by scent alone." "Not a toxin, my darling. Medicine." She moved to face him again, studying his dilated pupils with clinical fascination. "From the mountain shamans of Keth'morah. They use it to reshape consciousness. To burn away troublesome emotions. You'll wake tomorrow with your conscience clean as fresh snow."

Chapter 57: King Kyro Ares I stepped out of the swirling nothingness of my portal into a forested area. The sound of my foot falls was squishy as I walked across the moss covered ground. It’s a reflection of the wet weather conditions here. There was a rainy mist in the air. Pairing that with the humidity it created a steamy, foggy environment. I have never been here before, but it wasn’t hard for me to locate. I am the God of war after all. This place is hidden from the naked eye. Not many supernatural’s can see what is really here, magic, and lots of it. I smile as paranormal beings flee, running to their homes where they feel safe. They are right to run. If I don’t get my way, I’ll burn t