Male Poison Ivy Novels & Stories

Aside from her protruding belly that had precious cargo of its own. “Plants make chemicals that can be valuable nutrients, powerful medicines or deadly poisons” She announced, holding up the two woven baskets. “Many plants can make you sick but these four are the most lethal.” “What have you brought with you dear?” Grandma Rose and I hurried to the door to relieve her from the weight she was carrying. “Poison Water Hemlock, Baneberry, Monkshood and False Hellebore.” Rune huffed out as soon as she was freed from her baskets and she rubbed her lower back with her hands.

Positions I know for sure won't be given to them. Olaine would use them to get what they wanted and discard them once more. I heard one of them gasp. “I think I found the Viburnum. If we mix it with the remaining ingredients, the poison is complete.” The Viburnum. A rare plant that could cause excruciating pain while the person convulsed and hallucinated. That was why they were in the woods. To find the plant. The plan was to give Vie a slow but surely painful death.

General Arthur sent the man a withering look as well. “N-no. I mean, that white thing in his mouth is a remnant of a poison he consumed. It can kill you even if you didn’t consume it, though the effect would be much slower,” Seraphine explained. “It’s c-cyaxins, a rare and highly illegal poisonous plant.” “How did you acquire an illegal and rare poisonous plant?” The General asked the wailing woman, a frown on his face.

I gawk as one of the warriors hands Crimson a torch from his pack and a box of matches, only realizing when he spoke in his gruff voice, that that was the man who took me down. “What did you poison us with?” I finally ask, only thinking of and wanting to know now. “A thorn from the bush of Manchineel dipped in Nightshade.” He speaks. “And what did you give Tawny the night of the full moon?” Crimson growls out the question. This time Arik answers, “She was given Jimsonweed in her wine.” At least he looked guilty as he told us. “That and nightshade grow abundantly on our lands. Mix them together and you can take down anything and have them seeing shit for weeks.”

The light was illuminating the room. " How could you say that?" He asked, his fingers stroking my cheeks. I turned my gaze to him, "The poison they used for me. It is very rare. No one knows the exact process of its making. But here I just survived it. Mom has told me once when I tried to know more about rare poison. It's a mixer of black mamba's poison, the poison of deadly Scorpio, pufferfish, Mollusca, blue-ringed octopodes, and more deadly poisonous creatures. Only one ancient book of Latin holds the exact method of its making, " I told him.

Colt said out loud. “Hold on.” Relaxing my entire body, I focused on creating these beautiful vines with massive purple and white flowers. In the middle, they had little needles that shot out poison into their victim. Opening my eyes, I watched them grow around the surrounding trees. The Vaewolves seemed uneasy about them as they bounced from foot to foot.

I said and she beamed. "Anything for you, my princess." She replied happily and I smiled at her again. The poison was a very deadly one, it was referred to as the "Purple poison", I didn't know why. It was a very rare and expensive poison, so basically, only the rich could kill with it. It contained a very deadly substance known as Aconitum and what I loved about it was that it carried normal symptoms of fever.

“It’s a mixture of saponin poison and blood blocker; another name for blood blocker is arrowwood. The arrowwood grew in the rainforest a thousand and five hundred meters below sea-level. Its white liquid is toxic, and once it comes into contact with a wound, the person could die instantly. “While the saponin poison is a more common poison in plants, it can be found in vegetables as well. It can then be broken down under high heat, and without being cooked under high heat, the saponin would induce chronic poisonous death once a person ingested it or breathed it in the air.

“Took a fall while gathering herbs. There’s a ball in two days I need to attend. I’ll be needing some poison ivy vine—enough to bring the swelling down quickly.” He was already moving, rummaging through the crates behind his stall with a haste that sent dried herbs scattering. “Poison ivy vine, poison ivy vine… I know I have it here somewhere… Ah!” He emerged triumphantly, a small bundle wrapped in brown paper clutched in his hands. “Here we are. Freshly dried, potent as they come.” He pressed it into my hands, but when I reached for my coin purse, he waved me off with an impatient gesture.

Yellow seeds stood out in the middle of the small flower. It was the first of its kind I had seen all day! Taking out my book, I flipped through it, page after page and finally landed on the one I was looking for. "Pink ivy, rare and beautiful. It brings good look and blessing to each home it resides in and grows perfectly whatever the condition as far as there is sand." I scoffed a laugh. "This is amazing! We have to take it back home and replant it!" "Why?" He finally spoke up.