Harley Quinn X Poison Ivy Novels & Stories

“Because you are my sister, I won’t want you to die immediately, so I won’t pour this on the entire building. If you can save yourself, good and fine. But if you can’t, then we will meet again in our next life.” “Lily, no! Please don’t do this. I am sorry. Please give me a second chance. I’m begging you!” Ivy kept pleading while struggling to free her hands tied behind her back. But Lily ignored her. She continued pouring the petrol. When she was done, she gave Ivy one last smile before walking to the warehouse door. “Greet your mom for me when you get to hell. Tell her you were about to make the same mistake she did when she was alive—but the daughter of the woman she destroyed destroyed yo

I added a new line: "Attempted poisoning—success." Of course, I hadn’t really been poisoned. That would be too dangerous, even for me. What I drank was a mixture of herbs the healer didn’t know about—ingredients I stole from the apothecary long ago. Enough to mimic the symptoms. Enough to fool anyone. And it worked. Now Ivy looked even worse in the eyes of the pack. Even Kiernan couldn’t protect her forever. Eventually, he’d see her for what she really was. Broken. Weak. Dangerous.

’ I knew that what Ivy said was correct, but it didn’t change how I felt about my role in what happened. We had been running, the best we could, in human form with our wolf abilities, for Goddess only knows how long, when Harley stopped. We were along a creek. “I would have expected the elixir to have worn off by now.” She stated as she let go of my hand. I wasn’t sure where she went, but I could see a small bag move from within a tree stump. “We can just take the antidote. We need to be able to shift so that we can get back to the compound faster. Come over here and get one.” Harley said and I happily complied, approaching her. “I am going to put the bag back down. Everyone take one. Coral,

‘I don’t know if you can see her right now, but Ivy appears to be in dreadful shape. I grit my teeth. I understand where Gamma Everly is coming from, but she doesn’t understand the circumstances, the pressure we’re under, what we have to lose. Ivy is living on stolen time right now. Temporary solutions won’t help any more–we need to remove her from the situation entirely. ‘She’s been poisoned,’ I reply bluntly. ‘Same as the king.’ At that, Gamma Everly’s eyes widen in horror. But before she gets the chance to respond, the witch suddenly slides her finger along the trigger, cocking her wrist so it’s angled towards all three of my allies.

It was like it was trying to regain its lost strength for a very long time. The head pack doctor came to the room and discussed something with me. "What's really the reason for her state? Why is she still sleeping?" I asked. "Poison Ivys are very poisonous to humans, your Majesty. For werewolves, it may only give us upset stomachs but for humans, it is already lethal. She had consumed a large amount and in layman's terms, she should've died at that moment. It's a good thing that you are her mate. You shared with her your strength.

"Don't touch it" My hand falls at my sides, a little stunned at the brunt of his tone against me. "It's poisoned" "Poisoned?!" "Yes" He finally explains as he stands a above me and I hop backwards at once. Grayson moves to sniff it before regarding the small instrument keenly. "It's laced with poision ivy and something else that I'm not sure of yet" Mother trucker. I didn't even hear the damn thing coming and hadn't Grayon pulled me out of the way, if I had been on my own, by the time I'd realise what was happening it wouldn have been too late.

A deep-seated hatred simmered in her eyes. Ryker walked beside her, his brow furrowed. He gently patted Ivy's shoulder. "Ivy, calm down. I'm only letting you wear this ring for appearances, to celebrate your supposed recovery." He paused, his voice rising a fraction, as if trying to convince himself. "Harper is my Luna, my only mate. That is the Moon Goddess's will, and no one can change it." At his words, Ivy violently shook off Ryker's hand and shrieked, her face twisting in rage.

Harley looked exhausted and pale, but the steady rhythm of her breathing was promising. And that was all that mattered! I was trying to remember the medicines I took after my first shift when Lucian’s stunned cry resonated in the room. “What is that?” My gaze snapped toward him, and I saw him pointing toward Harley, his finger trembling. I followed his finger and froze for a moment. A glowing mark bloomed briefly on Harley’s forehead, a radiant red phoenix-shaped flower, pulsing with ancient power. It shimmered for a few seconds before fading completely, leaving her skin smooth and unmarked.

I was well aware what kind of a woman Harley was, she wasn't just about empty talks, however, she was the one who had attacked me first, and I wasn't going to back off now. Smirking at her I said, "I don't know which type of drug you are high on these days Harley, and if not drugs I suggest you seek help, for you are hallucinating I guess. Also, Vivian will be the happiest if Leonel finally leaves her, but I guess that's not happening. FYI Harley, it's not Reux, it's Eriantha Karwitz." I glared back at her, "And making friends or enemies out of home wrecking hoes is beneath me."

In a single night, she had been hunted, humiliated, rejected, and now, poisoned in the house that was supposed to be her sanctuary. A heavy, raspy breath at the door made me snap my head around. Quinn stood there, his knuckles white, his face a mask of jagged fury. "What have you done to her?" he demanded. "Right question, Wrong Person, Quinn. Ask your idol of a father. He’s the one who serves hemlock for dinner." "Step away from her, Xavier." It wasn't a request. It was an order. I didn't move. "The girl has been poisoned in this house. My concern is for the healer, not your temper."