Oblivion Poisoned Apple Novels & Stories

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.”

" When I heard the doctor say that, I went completely quiet. For the sake of a new project, I had been overseas for 39 straight days, working day and night, and I finally made it back in one piece. I never expected that at the celebration dinner, one glass of mango juice from Alan Holt would land me right in a hospital bed. Out of habit, I tapped open my pinned chat, typed two words, and then realized something felt off. Looking closely, I confirmed that it was Alan Holt. He had just changed his profile picture. Now, it was a green mango. While I was staring blankly at the chat window, Alan's call came through. He sounded cold. "I'm already home. Where are you?" I said nothing. Any other tim

It was a pale, golden amber. Steam curled up, carrying the scent to Vespera’s nose. Almonds. And beneath the almonds, a sharp, metallic undertone. Vespera’s heart stopped. She knew that smell. She felt the cold stone of the prison floor beneath her knees. She felt the phantom constriction in her throat. She heard Lysander saying, 'It is painless.' Nightshade. Specifically, the distillation known as "The Widow’s Kiss." It was the same poison. The exact same poison they had used to execute her in the previous timeline.

"That's good news to hear, Lavinia is really something that was able to do within just a day or days. What about her and Alpba Arther? I haven't heard any news about what was going on outside. I can't go out since that was my Father told me so." Alpha Matrix smirks and sips his tea first before responding. "Well, everything is fine for our side, aside from the potion that she uses, she also used the Paramenteen seed and once you have smelled it, your body will surely be at risk. It makes you weaker gradually that you won't even know and that is what Alpha Arther feeling right now. He deserves it anyway." The Queen also smiled. "Job well done, Alpha Matrix." The Alpha just giggles and sips hi

Gloria and Marvin exchanged a glance, skepticism evident. Danial gritted his teeth, forcing himself to speak through the pain. “This is Blood Poison. It’s highly corrosive and adaptive. It fights anything that opposes it and evolves to counter it. Normal cures won’t work. But there’s a way... But for that, you will have to follow my instructions." Marvin’s expression darkened, but he nodded. “If this is your choice, I’ll ensure no one interferes.” Gloria hesitated, then stepped back. “Fine. But if you fail...”

“And tell me what kind of wound Ivan had. I know the arrow was silver tipped—all vamp arrows are when they’re messing with weres. And I remember you said it was yew. What’s yew?” Selecting an apple from the pile of food on the plate, I take a bite, chew slowly and enjoy it with my eyes closed. When I open my eyes again, Ian’s looking at me like I’m his next meal, and I think I’d best get distracting him. “Yew is a shrub. In some parts of the world, it grows into a tree. All parts of it are poisonous, including the wood used for the arrow shaft. Is there something you’re not telling me about Ivan?”

” She finishes for me. I was never certain he had the poison. After all, I’ve never known him to have those sort of connections. He was a bad guy, obviously, but I didn’t think he was a very powerful one. Well, looking at Helen, it’s safe to say he has definitely changed, and the danger Oliver is in is very real. “And this poison is in Oliver right now?” Arabella asks. Leonel’s jaw tightens even more, answering her question. “Helen sort of shot Oliver, it was meant for me. The bullet was laced with Somnus Chorosyn and now we have to get him the antidote.” I bring her up to speed, my voice fading in shock the more I drone on.

Iris asked, voice tight. Vivian’s gaze dropped to the bottle still in Iris’s hand. Her eyes narrowed. “That’s not the cleansing blend,” she said slowly. “That’s… oh, I know that herb. Nightshade bloom. One of your more dangerous favorites, isn’t it?” “It was a mistake,” Iris said quickly. “I picked the wrong bottle and I am going to return it.” “Did you truly pick the wrong bottle?” Vivian stepped forward, voice low. “Because from where I’m standing, it looks a lot like the poison Evelyn asked you for.”

They had just spent two days in the dungeon, and if I do not find the source of the poison, I will kill them all. Four maids stood up and walked closer to the throne. They bowed their heads as one of them spoke. "Alpha, we were in charge of the meal," she said. "What did you add to the food, then?" I asked, despite knowing the food itself was not poisoned. I had sent samples of the last things Aurora consumed, which were the grapes and the water. The samples came back positive for the grapes. Aurora loved grapes and always requested them morning and night, so it was quite easy to lace them.

The surface had become perfectly calm once more. She gently touched the water. Ripples spread outward. Then… A vision appeared. Leonardo. Bleeding. The silver arrow still embedded in his shoulder. Her breathing stopped. “They found the Oblivion Arrows.” Lorenzo looked toward her through the helicopter’s secure video feed. “What are those?” She answered quietly. “The only weapons capable of destroying the Archive.” ⸻ Back inside the helicopter… Alessio slowly closed his eyes. Another memory surfaced. Not his own.