Oblivion Poisoned Apple Novels & Stories

I looked at her, hoping she would continue, and she stared at me for a while before she finally did. “The apple is not a normal apple, and it is grown by us personally. It is meant to make us more energetic—” “So it was poisoned?” I asked worriedly. Am I going to die? “No, it was not. It is meant for werewolves. When a normal human takes it, it is too much for them and can cause delusions, dizziness, or even loss of consciousness. That is what happened to you.” “Oh…” That explains it. I looked at Rowan, who was entirely focused on his laptop, like we were not even in the room.

She doesn’t want me dead or else I would have died a long time ago. “ I told you Nellie is not involved! ” He yells right before his men start emerging from behind the trees. They think I didn’t notice them. How weak do these people think I am? “ But she is here. ” I smile as a dark fog starts floating in the air. Ever so slowly, my limbs become numb. The apple falls. A force appears behind me. Draven vanishes. Through the haze, I see the men charging towards me, all carrying their makeshift weapons, arrows dipped with wolfsbane, a deadly poison that kills Lycans.

Brandon's parents, on the other hand, stopped trying to discipline him altogether and chose to leave him to his own devices. Brandon was starving every time he came by my place during those few days. He had planned to scrounge a meal off Vivian, but he didn't expect that she'd just kick him out on the spot. Having lost everything, Brandon went down an extreme path and stabbed Vivian to death with a knife while she was home alone. Vivian, ironically, had brewed a cup of tea for Brandon that day, and according to the police investigation, that cup of tea was poisoned. I merely smiled when Mom told me all of this, thinking that they had only gotten what they deserved.

Finish Minnie, smirking. "But nice try though," Johan smirked. "Good job," says a voice that clearly is from a voice changer. We all look back to the television, the screen is now purple. "You may enter, liberos meos." I smile proudly, watching the wall behind the desk slowly opens to a tunnel. Still smiling, I enter the tunnel behind Kelly and Britt. I was so proud of myself after taking down Hade, that I didn't notice Scout was tense ever since La Reu spoke.

In less than fifteen minutes, we had managed to infiltrate the prison only to be greeted by the sound of a blaring alarm, arrows raining down on us. " Take cover! " I shouted as Macbeth used magic to shield the lycans but some ended up getting shot. " It's Elysium! The arrows are poisoned " Leo announced, prompting me to look down and watched with horror as the bodies turned black. " It's in high concentration. " Macbeth pointed out, her face twisted with disgust. " It's meant to kill the warriors. " I muttered, watching with dread as my warriors dropped dead one after the other.

I say, glancing sideways at the guards. “Which ones?” Alpha Ambrose asks. “May we walk?” I ask, not wanting the guards to overhear. Alpha Ambrose glances at the men before motioning for me to fall into step beside him. I oblige, and once we are out of hearing range; I stop and glance down the hallway. “Zedkiel was poisoned and it’s not silver or wolfsbane… it’s something else… something that is targeting his… other side,” I whisper urgently. “I need some herbs to give him to fix this.”

Now that Alex had gotten his hands on the Ancestral Bodhi Tree, he wished dearly that he could immediately place William under the tree and suppress the Soul Planting’s progress by relying on the holy energy of the Ancestral Bodhi Tree. Unfortunately, the Ancestral Bodhi Tree had been poisoned. Not only were its leaves withering from the declining life force, but its roots were blemished with toxicity. It was some sort of demonic poison. Under current circumstances, placing William under the tree brought no benefit, but it would, in fact, harm him instead.

the captain exclaimed. "No. We can wait in the cave and ambush them. Instead of using guns, we’ll use poisoned arrows," Alice said, glancing around at the others. "Poisoned arrows?" The captain tapped his chin thoughtfully. "I saw some thorn apples and rosary peas in the woods earlier. If they drink the poison or inhale the smoke from burning thorn apples, they’ll hallucinate or even go mad. As for the rosary peas, if we dip the tips of the arrows into the seeds, the poison will kill them. But we need to be very careful in preparing them," Alice explained.

“I found that... abomination growing in the underbrush near one of the back roads. Just a small patch of it, but…” He didn’t need to finish the thought. We all knew what it meant. And so soon, too, after Olivia had stolen the moonstone. Goddess, I wanted to throttle her right now. How could she be so stupid? “This is just the beginning, isn’t it?” I pressed a hand to my forehead, fighting back a wave of nausea. Images of Degas’s dire warnings flashed through my mind—diseased crops, poisoned soil and water, our entire pack withering from the inside out. Children choking on spores, men and women being sucked into the earth.

Then he turned to face me and dread began to pool in the pit of my stomach because I feared what he would say next. "I regret saying this but I just have to. The Alpha's tea was poisoned. It was laced with balban, a deadly herb which is common in the pack and used for pests. It would as well have been anybody responsible since they used something as common as balban." He paused, gauging me for any signs of my reaction towards the news he just dropped into my lap.