Lawrence Oleander Novels & Stories

Hed viewed as her. Lawrence was taking a stab at a long white muslin dress. Its high neck secured with a yellow lace, drawing out the mind blowing hazel of her eyes. Her hair was attached back aside, cut with a beaded botanical pin. She continued to squirm with the manner in which the sleeves fell on her shoulders.

Lucian spoke in a possessive type of calm as he looked deep into my eyes before his own gaze drifted to this man, the once tamed darkness he held whenever he looked at me, now on show for this man who shuttered in fear before his beautiful eyes locked with mine again. “Convallaria Majalis or better known as Lily of the Valley, is one of the deadliest flowers you can grow, e-each area of the plant is poisonous and when crushed into a powder like this, it’s deadly.” I quietly explained what I knew about this flower and the deadly consequences it carries if not handled correctly, where in Lucian’s eyes, there seemed to be a mixture of emotions.

The sudden movement distracted me, and I looked up just in time to see Rita empty my purse all over the ground. “Look!” she gasped. “This vial says oleander on it!” I furrowed my brows, my brain a little slow with most of it still focusing on my patient, but I knew I didn’t have any oleander. Why would I? It was highly toxic, there was no good reason to— Oh. Oleander could only be found in one place in Lunaris, and that was near the Harp House. Moonshadow was the only pack that knew how to use it medicinally. It was the perfect poison to frame me with.

“Woah.. “ was all she can say in his introduction. He, then, put creases in another. A flower plunged down. “This is Oleander, known for its striking flowers. All parts of it are deadly, they contain lethal cardiac glycosides known as oleandrin and neriine.” He brought another plant down. “This is extremely deadly, Ricinus Communis a.k.a Castor Oil Plant. Their seeds is very dangerous if you ate their seeds you’ll feel a burning sensation in your mouth and throat. If it’s not treated you could die within 3-5 days,” he explained then the plant goes back to its place.

ADELINA'S POV The other ladies quickly turned to their work pretending not to see Lawrence. He was a senior staff member so they were screwed but not as screwed as I was. "Mr Owens, I didn't hear you coming." I nervously said I was unable to hold his gaze. "Without a doubt, I am certain you didn't. If not, you would not be making small talk." Lawrence reprimanded me; he was always a stern man, but why was he offended because I said he was my type? He was good-looking but no fun at all.

Jaxon “What the fuck is Oleander?” I demand as Blue’s body goes limp. Her pupils were like saucers as she stares at nothing. “It’s worse than wolfsbane.” Ryan mutters. “It’s a slow poison. You need to take her to the nearest human hospital. It’s not the death of her wolf you need to worry about. If she dies, it won’t matter about her wolf.” My mother’s gaze falls on me. “Take her Jaxon. We will catch up. I need to make sure Mr Blake won’t be going anywhere.”

He said, referring to the combat that happened minutes ago. “Ofcourse,” the corner of Father's lips curved up. He directed his hand to the both female wolvens beside Alpha Reuel. “And this is the Skylarron’s Luna, Elena and their daughter, Stella.” “Pleasure to meet you, Oliver” Elena waved her hand to stop me from bowing my head to her. “I must say the description about your…beauty do not do you justice.” I faked a smile, hoping it doesn't come out as awkward as I felt. Elena wore a smile that brightened her face warmly. Her dark hair was swept to the back, braided and held with pins. “The pleasure is mine, Luna Elena.”

I drum my glossy red fingernails along the patent leather steering wheel as two guards take a painstakingly long time to scan my car for explosives. If they take any longer I’ll be the one exploding. I was busy cultivating my batch of nerium oleander – more commonly known as oleander – a strikingly beautiful flower that is extremely deadly from root to petal due to containing lethal cardiac glycosides known as oleandrin and neriine. However, I was interrupted by a call from Uncle Dimitris begging me for a favour. As my favourite uncle, I couldn’t say no, but then again, no one says no to the most powerful νονοί in Athens.

Adolph took note, “Why?” “Because of how much the Rosa multiflora, mahoe, and the winter daphne resemble the oleander flower,” she said seriously. “It would be like wishing doom upon the wedding to use any of them and they’re staples in most varieties of petal jams! They aren’t used in any jam eaten at a wedding as far as I know.”

‘How could a potted plant be poisonous…’ Stella thought. Zeta walked up to her and was relieved to see that she had not touched it. She breathed a sigh of relief. “You have good eyes. This is the Oleander plant. It’s very poisonous.” “Oleander?” Stella did not know much about plants. She just thought it sounded like a pretty good name. “Is it a tree?” “No.” Zeta shook her head, smiling. “Oleander is a common ornamental evergreen shrub that blooms throughout the year. It has the best blooms in summer and autumn, but it rarely bears fruit when potted…”