Party Poison Character Novels & Stories

“Alpha Knight doesn’t know I'm here, be rest assured, Elder.” “Young one,” The elder serves Maya tea, “I’m assured, don’t worry. You did well by bringing the human here. I was only able to seal the poison of the enticing flames within him because we can’t afford to have the poison reoccurring in the process of his natural heat.” “What poison?” I raised an eyebrow at the elder, confused and it seems I was the only one who was unaware of the poison, “Bram has been living everyday with a poison inside him?”

Christopher I take a look at the series of weapons that rest in front of me on the table. These are from the fresh arrival that we got two days back. Yesterday I got a call from Richard telling me to inspect the stock that has arrived. He even suggested that If I like any of them, then I can keep it. Hence, I find myself here examining the guns at the storehouse of a deserted tyre factory. I look around for a while, the sight of the storehouse is really hideous. Stale smoky air dangles in the room, along with the smell of drab abraded leather of the discarded tyres that lie at random spots on the ground. Don't ask me how do we always get some shady place to carry out our work. After all, we

It was very unlike the voice I heard earlier. While this one sounded concerned and worried, as if he was tired of it all, the previous one sounded carefree and relaxed. He was either a good pretender or he had a personality disorder. "The poison is a rare one and it's very effective. From my diagnosis, she's ingested this poison gradually over time. If it was given to…" "Can she be cured?" "It's very difficult to answer that question, your highness. The only thing I can say for now is that you should prepare for the worst."

Iden leaned back, a devilish grin spreading across his face, eyes sparkling with malice. “This is for thinking about my woman the wrong way, Alex,” he sneered, his voice smooth yet laced with venom. “And for the girls whose lives you ruined.” Alex's breath quickened, panic flaring in his chest as he clutched his neck, feeling the warmth of the poison seeping into his veins. “You son of a bitch,” he gasped, desperation coursing through him. “You can kill me, but not him. He would never let her go, never.” His voice faltered, each word strained as the poison began to tighten its grip.

“Wifey, after not meeting for two years, have you forgotten about my character?” Mable froze and instantly felt guilty. Rory continued coldly, “I hate being lied to the most. “The Necro Poison is the king of all poisons. You were fucking poisoned by that, so even a poison ten times more poisonous than Vortex wouldn’t be able to do you half the harm!” Mable’s heart sank. She was about to speak when Rory yelled grumpily, “You need the A117 reagent to detoxify Vortex? Who the fuck are you kidding?!”

Yes, she took the bait. "The poison is a temporary poison that gives the consumer a stronger toxin than a toxic soul warrior. The person's wolf would gain poison in his or her claws and teeth and whoever it attacks would have their organs melted from the inside. The only problem is that you need to fight in your wolf form," it wasn't a lie. That was part of the use of the poison. She tried creating it by imitating the toxin of a toxic soul warrior, but it was a failed experiment. Nothing could be safer than the real deal. The poison always backfired by melting the organs of the consumer. She was able to raise the duration to an hour but even if the antidote is taken, it would melt away a rea

Very straightforward, he threatened that should he ever leak his identity, Father Hart would even have a body for his family to recover once he was through with him. What a dangerous man. Thinking of him still gives Father Hart chills. No matter how friendly the man seemed, there was always something off about him that kept Father Hart on his toes. Still, the man was useful when he needed to be. He developed a strange poison, the only one in the world, that was more deadly than drinking acid. This poison had a cure, which must be taken within 4 days, or it will be game over for its victim. Father Hart clenched his fist tightly. Since things have come to this, they must act fast!

When the person who inhales the poison feels fear, his body system will immediately fool around that it will kill him. Delusional... was the name of this poison. A horrible grin appeared on the woman's face even though her face was wrapped in black cloth. She took a chair and quartered. She landed right in the middle where JB was lying. "It's a pity that I can't play my own game with the three of you," her voice contrasted with the symmetrical figure of her body. Very deep and masculine. She probably used a voice changer so no one would recognize her voice. She sighed as she remembered her three previous players; Maria Labintino, Ralf Ramos, and Carlito Alfonso II.

His eyes widened and he shivered when pus started appearing from the unconscious man's body. “Yellow bone poison!” Poison said calmly and Piggy nodded, “If a victim with extreme strength comes in contact with the poison, their bones will be disorganized and any further movement will cause the victim's heart to be frozen. The poison has no cure but it can be suppressed with hot pepper and a warm fire. This man shouldn't have died like that except he had another poison in his body.” “Right, right.” Poison said dismissively, “You guys were originally twenty five but now you're ten.” A smile broke into Poison's face and he clapped excitedly, “Fantastic!”

Chapter One She had forgotten what warmth felt like. The cold, the darkness… they were all she had left. The damp walls of the dungeon reeked of filth and rotting straw. Shackles clanked as Eileen Sanders stirred, her limbs too weak to resist the pull of gravity. The wounds on her wrists had dried into cracked, angry lines, and a testament to her three weeks of suffering.