Poison From The Same Vine Novels & Stories

The poison in her body was similar to wolfsbane, yet very different. It grew in my country, Greece, as a plant called Vok. It was an illegal substance sold on the black market. Only our kind in my country knew about it, and they usually carried it for protection. To avoid detection, they often mixed its powdered form with either metal or gemstones.Putting it on one's skin was harmless, but once the one who possessed the gem or metal rubbed their finger on it and touched food, liquid, or utensils, the poison got stuck on them. Whoever ate, drank, or used those utensils became poisoned. It didn't matter what kind of supernatural being they were.

Lise asked. “I don’t know” I sat back, feeling more than a little defeated. “The letters match – it could be either” “Don’t worry. We’re further than we were and I think we’re on the right track. Rasmus had the latest victims tested and they had love pea – er – jequirity bean – still in their system. As well as nightshade. So I think our assumption that its not the full word is the right one” I nodded, but didn’t feel too much better about it. I started flicking through the book on poisons, racking my brain for anything that might give us an edge so we wouldn’t be here all day and all night.

“Because running is what you want, and I’m done giving you what you want.” Kai’s fingers tightened on her thigh. The bond flared hotter. He turned to her, voice rough. “You’re not running… Not from them... Not from this.” His words should have felt like safety. Instead they felt like chains wrapped in fire. Halfway through dessert, one of the healers approached Garrick with a report. The old alpha’s face darkened. He stood. “The poison came from nightshade berries, common in these woods. Not from outside.” The clearing went silent.

It's a type of toxin developed by the Toxic Hive. Avery gritted his teeth in anger. "The Toxic Hive again!" Olivia found it quite coincidental as well. After all, her background had something to do with the mastermind in Toxic Hive. The Fordhams were involved with the Toxic Hive, and even Ethan's sister was involved as well. Could this all be part of someone's plan? "The poison is like alcohol. You don't feel drunk at first, and it slowly seeps into your organs. "By the time you notice it, you're already wasted, and it'll be too late by then.

“I… Someone… I… I didn’t see it.” “I’m not worried about what you didn’t see. I’m worried about what you did.” She nodded, “I-I understand. W-Where should I start?” “The poison has been determined to be crimson oleander and wolfsbane.” She frowned wiping her face, “I don’t understand.” “What?” “Why use both?” She shook her head. “It doesn’t make any sense.” She explained that they were both highly toxic on their own. Combining them had no use other than to drive up the cost of the poison.

“Because from where I’m sitting… that is exactly what you’ve both been doing.” Hunter’s jaw tightened again. I felt it. The shift in him. The edge coming back. “Then stop talking in circles,” Hunter said. “And say what you know.” Garvin didn’t answer immediately. Instead, his gaze moved between us. Like he was measuring something. Weighing something. Then he spoke. “The poison,” he said slowly. “Was not random.” My breath stilled slightly. Hunter didn’t move. “And the body in the woods,” Garvin continued, “is not separate.”

“This one? The moss that looks like ash?” “Yes. And the fenroot, not the crimson root…that will burn her more.” Marita’s hands shook as she pulled the herbs free. “Velcira… what poison is this?” Velcira took the herbs from her, crushing them with the heel of her hand on the mortar stone. “I can smell its mark already. This reeks of soul-bane. He has poisoned her with his own darkness.” Marita’s lips parted. “Soul-bane? That’s… that’s not natural. That comes from—”

Drake let out a sigh as he dragged Miren by the hand over to Rose's location and explained the situation to her. "An ancient poison known as Boeans was used to kill the princess. This poison has been lost for thousands of years because the tribe that created this poison has vanished, but somehow this poison can be found in your wine bottle. The individuals who poisoned the princess must have given the matter a great deal of thought because they intended to kill the princess and shift the blame for her death onto a third party."

Shadowy, black veins spreading outward like poison. My breath stopped. My hands trembled as I pressed them against his chest. “Kale… what is this?” His jaw tightened. He tried to pull away, but I gripped him harder. “Don’t you dare hide this from me,” I hissed, tears burning my eyes. “Don’t you dare.” His lips parted, pain flashing across his face. Finally, he whispered, “The wine. The poison. It’s still in me.” The world tilted. My stomach dropped. “No.”

The air was cold, but their wolf kept them warm as they brushed through the thick bush. They reached a low, tangled thicket of crimson-leafed vines twisted around frosted-barked trees. Naina paused, frowning as she stared at the vines. It seemed familiar and she instantly remembered she had once seen the picture of it in the Pack's library. Though she didn't know exactly what it did, it wasn't good. “Don’t touch that," She warned, "Those aren’t normal vines, they’re Red Vein Bloom. Sap’s toxic in high doses of something...but I can't remember what,”