Male Poison Ivy Novels & Stories

I asked as I shifted to her slightly, narrowing my brows. She scoffed. "Mind your business.” “What was that?” I ask again, trailing my gaze to her clutched hand. “It’s none of your—" I lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. Prying her fingers open as she struggled. A tiny glass bottle slipped out of her hands and clinked against the cave floor. I bent and picked it up and gasped. “Poison ivy,” I peered at her. "This is poison ivy.” Morgana blinked, stunned. “That’s impossible. Poison Ivy was destroyed a thousand years ago.”

Aston stepped out of the infirmary before he returned in his hands, he was clutching a set of herbs that he placed in front of Levy and started grinding them in the pestle as he explained, “ Poison of ivy is like a bane for witches just like how silver reacts when it touches our skin—— but two times worse. Unlike silver that can be extracted with the help of healers' magical powers, the poison of ivy is something that sticks to the skin of witches and does not budge until it's forcefully ejected.”

Jace said as he kept looking over my shoulder. “Each plants does something different to the body. When mixed together, they do additional things. So, you mix poison ivy with mushrooms to create a paste. When that paste is applied, they will break out into a rash and have intense hallucinations. It takes a day or two for it to develop into their system so if you put it on the door handles….” “Thats…” Jace started.

His hands turned me to face the mirror again, "Miss Ivy, Poison looks amazing on you." The deep emerald green showcased the redness of my hair. My pale skin didn't look transparent and veiny but cool and light. The satin was soft and delicate as it lightly fit my body, almost like an extension. The slits from my shoulders to my wrists allowed my arms to move freely. Even though the slits on the sides were nearly at my waist, it was tastefully revealing. The backless part of the gown matched the plunging neckline in the front. Wow. "Come on out!" Howard exclaimed and pulled back the curtain with haste.

***** Nadia's POV I was with Scarlet in her room, we were busy catching up on lost times and I could feel myself happy and forgetting all of my troubles. Somehow scarlet has a way of making one forget about their sorrows. So how have things been here since I left?” “Nothing much, just the normal routine happenings, although Ivory has been asking a lot of questions about you,” she said “Who is Ivory?” I questioned ransacking my brain for anyone bearing that name. “The chef, remember her, you have seen her before” “Yeah, I remember” my uncle spy, I can't believe she has not been caught. How she has been able to keep a low profile in enemy territory is worth awarding.

“Should one of us stay back here to keep an eye on Catalina?” “No, I already got Tyler and Jason on it, and I promised to get her that plant she wanted.” “The one from the desert?” “Yeah!” “Wait, what are you two talking about?” I looked between Lyon and Logan. “Calotropis Procera, or in layman’s terms, the apple of Sodom.” Knowing what I do now about his kid, I had to ask. “Is it… poisonous?” “We’re talking about Mengele here; what do you think?”

“I haven’t heard of that.” “It’s a possibility, from the pictures, that he was poisoned by Purpulla. It’s a rare plant that only grows in the mountains of the Dreya Forests. It blooms once a year. To be honest, this is the second case I’ve seen of a vampire who was poisoned by the plant. It’s an instant death mechanism.” “How was he exposed to Purpulla then?” I asked. Since it’s a poison, someone must have given it to him or he was exposed to it somehow.

“To honor her.” My throat bobbed painfully, and I couldn’t find the words to respond. I simply walked forward, sinking onto the stool beside Ivy’s bed. The sight of her body, lying so still, was nearly too much to bear. Her skin, once full of life and warmth, had taken on a strange pallor, starting to decay. Patches of gray and purple spread across her arms and neck, the venom already working its way through her system. Her body was sweaty, the scent of her decay mixing with the faint, lingering smell of pumpkin spice—the scent that had always intoxicated me.

Madness. The small shrub, Madenolia insansum, grew beautiful blossoms that came in shades of white to blush pink. It was under the poisonous section of the book, coming with a warning to steer clear of it as even a brush of the petals could allow the toxic residue to infiltrate the skin and enter the bloodstream. Though little was known about it, it was believed the toxin could reach the brain and destroy neurons, over time resulting in insanity, or madness. It only grew on the very high mountain tops, somewhere near the present location of IceSword Pack.

After wrapping his hand with handkerchief, he took out a yellow coloured flower which was blotted by purple imprints which looked like as if web of blue veins are running through it.  (Scientific name: Hyoscyamus niger common name. : henbane) Everyone's curiosity was on fire after seeing a, plant in Stephano's hand. Luca came forward in order to touch the shrinked leaves of the plant(since it was plucked previous day therefore it leaves were bit shrinked) but Stephano jerked his hands away and shouted, "Are you fool? This is a poisonous plant or else I wouldn't have used handkerchief to pick it. It can cause rashes on skin.