Poison Apple Books Novels & Stories

"You have been carrying around a small naturalist's volume of eastern lakes wrapped in oilcloth in the bottom drawer of your study for fifteen years." "...Yes." I made a small sound again. He did not look away from me. "...What is yours, Luna?" "A book about apples." "...Apples." "Yes. A small naturalist's volume. Forty-two varieties of pack-territory apples. Hand-illustrated. Maps of the orchards. Mira's mother gave it to me when I was nine." "You have a small naturalist's volume of apples." "In my old room. Top shelf. Behind the spare blanket. I left it in the Voss pack because it would not have survived the drive."

He went very still, the way he always did when I touched him first. "Ava," he said quietly. “I am not ready. I said pulling my hand back.” "I wasn't going to ask." He chipped in "Then what?" He looked at me for a long moment. The rain hammered against the windows. Somewhere in the building, a neighbor was playing piano badly. "I was going to say thank you," he said. "For letting me stay." Alex remembered everything. I mentioned once, in passing, that I had loved a specific brand of apricot jam as a child but hadn't found it in years. Three days later, a jar appeared on my studio windowsill with a note, Found it. No big deal!

Not like I had anything else to do. “Good, good. Here we go.” He placed two green apples on the table in front of him. “You tell me which of these isn’t poisoned and I—” “They’re both poisoned,” said Maurice before I could. “What the hell are you talking about?” He picked one and took a big bite. Bits of apple flew out of his mouth as he said, “See?” “That’s because you already took the antidote to the poison,” said Maurice. “Oh,” said Flossie. “Like that movie”

If anyone had walked into them they would think that this was just a normal family having their meals. "Father, Hector and I may have figured out when the poison was slipped to me." Trix said before swallowing a large portion of meat. "And when do you think it was?" The emperor asked. Trix nudged Hector to answer since her mouth was full. "We learned that Thorn Apple is a quick acting poison. That means it would only take a while for the poison to take effect. The only time anyone could have slipped her the poison is before she entered the litter and while she was on it." Hector explained.

He was also investigating all that happened and everything is getting worse than they expected. "About an antidote, I know I read about it." King Alpha speaks and takes a book inside the meeting room. "This book is all about making potions and their antidote or cure so the potion will become ineffective." He dropped the book and gave it to Letitia. She's now starting to read all of the pages. "Turn the page to page eighty-four. You will find it." She did what he did and saw about the potion but there was no antidote included.

It was a book about the Helsings. I stumbled upon one of the pages that deals with poisons. While eating, I couldn't help but speak a few of them. "Let there be no ill. All that is poison must reveal... " I lifted my gaze towards my food only to find a black liquid floating on the surface of the soup. "Gerber..." I called on her before closing the book, putting it away as I leaned on closer to the bowl of soup. "What is it, Sol?" "T-There's something on the soup..."

It was warm and comfortable in the bedroom's lounge. Julian had taken off his coat to reveal the black cashmere shirt underneath. The thin material clung to his toned chest and broad shoulders. Even just sitting there, he looked good. Gabriella held a fairy tale book and read it aloud. "Once upon a time, there was a beautiful princess who had a stepmother. Her stepmother was jealous of her beauty, so she thought of a way to get rid of her. The stepmother used a poisoned apple to hurt the princess, leaving the princess in a deep sleep.

“You haven’t read it. You only saw the title on the cover. The first page says how to identify, avoid and treat poisoning caused by the following venomous creatures. It is a book about how to stay alive, not how to poison someone.” I paused long enough for the words to settle into the listening silence. “The second book explains which cliffs can be climbed safely and which rock faces are likely to collapse under weight,” I continued. “The third describes seasonal changes in water levels and the locations of underground cavities that can open without warning. If you had bothered to open any of them you would know I borrowed these books to make sure I can get out of the trial grounds alive.” L

“You looked like the world was ending.” “It felt like it.” My hands moved down his chest, exploring. “Your turn.” He kissed my forehead, then my temple. “I almost quit last year. Burned out. The quiet gets heavy sometimes. But then this girl kept showing up, asking smart questions about old manuscripts. Made the days better.” “Me?” I asked, smiling. “You.” His lips found mine again. This kiss had heat behind it. His tongue brushed mine, and I melted into him. My back hit the bookshelf gently. A few books shifted but didn’t fall.

Lorenzo POV I was going to take her back to the camp but changed my mind at the last minute to take her for a ride. We both needed the open space to clear our thoughts, the ride was very quiet, and the times I stole glances at Nadia, she looked so lost in thought. After driving for about forty-five minutes I pulled into my property, it is two thousand acres of farmland the major crop grown on the farm is grapes and apples, which when harvested, can be used for juice and wine.