Poision Queen Novels & Stories

“How dare you lie in front of the king, pack healer, Miller? The queen has already confessed that you manipulated her to do it. You have sinned against the imperial royal family.” “Please, Your Majesty,” he struggled to say. “I have no idea what you’re talking about. I did nothing to your mate.” I released him from my grip and returned to my seat. “Tell me, Queen, who asked you to poison Lisa? I want nothing but the truth.” “It was him,” she said, pointing at Miller. “He gave me the poison. He asked me to poison your mate to death.” “What! Are you crazy? Who asked you to do that?”

she fights them, but not even she can beat the strength of ten knights. "You jealous devil! How dare you try to poison my son?" The Queen screams angrily, taking quick steps towards her friend who is struggling to free herself from the tight grip of the soldiers. "Have you gone mad? What are you even talking about?" Talia's mother screams in shock. The king is even more astounded, leaves his seat and makes his way to them. "Don't you dare deny it! You put poison in the eggs you cooked! The Queen accuses and slaps Talia's mother on the face.

he says, pointing to the vase. The Queen shakes her head vehemently. “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” she says, her wrinkly neck wobbling as she speaks. “In fact, I’m quite appalled at this behavior. I’d never expect such treatment from my own so-” “Don’t bullshit me,” Atwood says. His orange eyes burn with a fury that I’ve never seen before. “You were going to poison Ruby, just like you poisoned Vivian.” The Queen doesn’t answer. Atwood paces back and forth in front of the door, his fists balled up at his sides.

“Thanion, Lord of the Underworld, Master of Shadows, Keeper of—” “Get to the point, Zeus.” Thanion’s voice cut through the air like a blade, his patience visibly wearing thin. Zeus chuckled again, unperturbed, and gestured around the room. “You know, for someone who claims to hate their title, you’ve certainly embraced the aesthetic. The torches, the black marble, the... ambiance.” He waved a hand toward the spectral woman, who rolled her eyes and vanished into a puff of smoke, leaving the faint scent of lilies in her wake.

There were those that didn't like his quiet and stoic personality, thinking him a snob, but those that he silently helped out refused to believe that he was behind the poisonings. Lady Spornette, who asked me to address her by her first name, told me that the other Queeness' had been recently targeted, myself included. She said that a batch of tea leaves had been coated with the powdered poison on the day that Prince Dorian and Rosanna were attacked. And that it was the Commander and my brother, along with a handful of other Knights that discovered the tainted leaves and discarded them before any maid used them for their Mistress. This had been what she was shouting at the Knights outside th

“Alpha king, allow me to tell you the truth about who did this to the queen luna. She has been poisoned by the plant wolfsbane which is known to be toxic on us, werewolves. As you know, the state manages the production of this plant under strict guidelines and there is no way we can have our hands on it given how it is practically a crime for us to do that.” She paused and a smirk crept up on her face. “But there is one among us who has access to it a few months ago because she has been diligently studying it and I am wondering if she already planned it before.” “And can you tell me who that person is, Sophia?” Sophia pointed at me. “I am talking about the alpha prince’s mate, alpha king. Al

She raised her hand and fired a fireball at Ariel/ River who waved it away with her hand to one side before the fire dispersed. "I asked you again, who are you?" Queen Floral demanded trying not to appear scared. "Why did you poison him?" "To ascend the throne of the Millennium." Queen Floral quickly answered. "Who are you planning to poison next? I mean your next target that you and your handmaid were discussing?" "Isaac, I plan to also poison Isaac who has an interest in the throne." Queen Floral replied almost immediately. "Apart from your handmaid, who works with you?" Ariel/ River asked.

“But I have a message for your queen.” She leaned close, whispered coordinates, dates, warnings. A plan half-formed but sharp enough to cut. When she finished, she drew a small vial from her sleeve—nightshade and silver nitrate, distilled by her own hand in the solar that morning. “Drink,” she said. “Quick death. Or slow, screaming, tomorrow when they start cutting.” He drank without hesitation. She kissed his forehead—absolution or mockery, she wasn’t sure—and left him to die quietly.

"I am the queen luna. Do you think some weak poison will be able to end my life?" My words infuriated her even more. She shrieked, throwing more poison my way. I walked calmly, even though the poisonous cloud has surrounded me. Her face dropped and she began to take slow steps back as she threw more poison at me. She shook her head, her eyes wide with disbelief. "No...No, how can this be? This is impossible! Just what are you?!" I hovered over her, and she cowered. "Like I said, I am the Luna queen."

"She's been here six weeks and she's already the person my soldiers ask about first when they wake up shot. You know what that is, right? That's not a liability, big brother. That's a queen." I didn't answer. But something eased in my chest, one degree, and I sat the long watch out with my back to the wall and my gun across my knees and my brother breathing steady on the other side of a door my woman had locked with her own hand, and somewhere south of Atlanta, driving hard toward a sunrise he thought was going to save him, Isaiah Crowe did not yet know that he'd been given exactly one night, and that the King who'd let him have it was already sitting in the dark counting down the hours unti