Male Poison Ivy Novels & Stories

Sarah returned my gaze sharply. "The stems are not poisonous, just the petals and powder. You have a debt to me, so you have to pay it or do you want to die at my hands?!" I took a step forward looking at Sarah like she was her prisoner. Sarah, who was afraid of my threat, finally had the courage to take the blue poison ivy. Sarah really had to watch her steps, the path to the blue Poison ivy was filled with White Poison ivy which was no less poisonous.

They were patrolling the main paved walkways with heavy assault rifles, but they stayed strictly to the concrete. They had absolutely no idea that the beautiful, midnight-purple orchids softly brushing against the toes of their combat boots were Viper’s Breath—a highly illegal, genetically modified strain I had personally cultivated years ago. If a single delicate petal was crushed, it released a completely odorless, skin-absorbent neuro-paralytic toxin.

"I think we have enough resources to deal with them. We could win even if there is something wrong along the way. We find that the things inside the code are a list with both our names in it. It seems that whoever leads this wants all of us gone or it's blackmail. They even show evidence and crime record along with evidence that we didn't know exist. Another one was a recipe about how to make the poison that was said to be the rarest type of poison. It was so lethal that people burn the plants the moment they saw them. This poison is called Nightshade." I listened to him explain what he read. But then it goes to the part where he said there was also a poison recipe in there. A poison so leth

Poison. Impossible to get healed from. The only weapon I had right now. Was it worth throwing my own life away to kill this bastard? Was lilac poisonous to humans? I had never heard of it, but it might be named differently here. In a split second, I made my decision. I licked the lilac from my hands and prayed it would be enough to poison Levi. I hoped my blood wouldn't taste any different to him and he would drink it all. The lilac had a disgusting taste. It was green like Levi's eyes and actually smelled a bit like him. Like rot. Gagging, I forced myself to swallow it and put my hand in front of my mouth to stop myself from throwing up.

After his embarrassing business, he stared at me for a while before dropping the pot beside him. The content of the vomit looked weirdly purple. Yes, I was right about him being poisoned, but I never thought it could be something as deadly as deadly nightshade, popularly known as Belladonna. A deadly plant that only grows around the banks of Fleur River. I had a run-in with it when I was young, and I don't think I would ever forget the experience. I touched the plant because its flowers were pretty, and it had a strong sweet smell. I was around ten years old, and my father took me to the first village to see one of his relatives.

It turned out that Briley had planted two poisonous plants in the small garden of Anna's mother. One was called Ghost Nightshade , whose fruit resembled small tomatoes, and the other was a plant commonly known as Drunken Heart Flower, which was highly toxic—its scent alone could cause hallucinations. Years ago, Briley had visited her pregnant sister, Tiffany, and intentionally picked some Ghost Nightshade fruits, mixing them into a bowl of small tomatoes to trick her sister into eating them. Just two of those fruits were enough to kill a child, as their toxicity was immense.

A few drops of blood dripped into a porcelain dish. Bowen then pulled out a packet of powder and sprinkled it into the dish. Instantly, the blood turned a purplish-black. His brows furrowed deeply. "Veilroot Bloom. This is a poison so rare that it hasn't been seen in a century. It's colorless, odorless, and slow-acting." Shocked and furious, I asked, "Where did this poison even come from?" "The plant grows deep in the mountains, and people generally can't get their hands on it."

Once at home, Miranda unfolded the note and was taken aback. Not for any other reason, but for the few lines written on the paper: "Due to your lack of judgment, Nathaniel's current poison can't be solely treated with poison ivy. It also requires the venom of Cape cobras. "Starting today, have Nathaniel pick poison ivy from your backyard every day and capture Cape cobras. As long as he persists for a week, the poison will be completely cured." "Cape cobras, too?" Miranda suddenly felt dizzy, but for the sake of her son, she had to remain strong.

David states furmly as the guard hesitates for a bit but let us out anyway. The mansion boasts a stunning garden at the front, with a neatly paved road cutting through its lush greenery. The vibrant flowers, in full bloom, fill the air with their intoxicating aroma, making the entire scene feel almost surreal. But this breathtaking view is merely a prelude. It reminds me of that dream I dreamt in which I saw my mother.

By now I had already finished picking all of the herbs and vegetables that I needed. Well, except for one. Tynil was one plant that I was familiar with that grew very widely everywhere. It was dark blue and had a slightly sweet aroma. It was well-known as an ornamental plant, but very people knew that it was also poisonous in the right doses. I had studied poisons in college for one semester and I was pretty sure that I knew how to extract the poison from the flower, and what dose to apply.