Poison Ivy #4 Cast Novels & Stories

I asked as I shifted to her slightly, narrowing my brows. She scoffed. "Mind your business.” “What was that?” I ask again, trailing my gaze to her clutched hand. “It’s none of your—" I lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. Prying her fingers open as she struggled. A tiny glass bottle slipped out of her hands and clinked against the cave floor. I bent and picked it up and gasped. “Poison ivy,” I peered at her. "This is poison ivy.” Morgana blinked, stunned. “That’s impossible. Poison Ivy was destroyed a thousand years ago.”

“Because you are my sister, I won’t want you to die immediately, so I won’t pour this on the entire building. If you can save yourself, good and fine. But if you can’t, then we will meet again in our next life.” “Lily, no! Please don’t do this. I am sorry. Please give me a second chance. I’m begging you!” Ivy kept pleading while struggling to free her hands tied behind her back. But Lily ignored her. She continued pouring the petrol. When she was done, she gave Ivy one last smile before walking to the warehouse door. “Greet your mom for me when you get to hell. Tell her you were about to make the same mistake she did when she was alive—but the daughter of the woman she destroyed destroyed yo

She sights him in the living room on a couch and guess who is sitting beside him - of course it's Poison Ivy. Would she even give the guy space? Stephanie groans but makes her way to them. "Hi," she yells a little when she gets to them because the music is a little bit louder here. They face her with a look of confusion on their faces before Poison Ivy looks changes to the one that can kill. "Who are you?" Ivy rages with her eyes scrutinizing Stephanie. "I'm nobody. Forget about me," Stephanie replies in a perpetually tired voice. Then she regards Luke.

The crutch slips and Amy lets out a sharp cry as she lurches forward. The bottle flies from Ivy’s grasp. Thick, fiery hot red oil explodes across the station. It splashes violently over Ivy’s hands, forearms, and the front of her pretty sundress. Ivy lets out an agonized scream that cuts through the entire pavilion.

I also gripped her hands as firmly as I could so that she wouldn't run away. There was only one thought in my head– I must make friends. “Hello, my name is poison…I mean poison Ivy. No, I mean Ivy." I say to her while violently shaking her hands. I didn't need anyone to tell me I fucked up before I knew I fucked up. Why the hell would I call myself poison Ivy? What the hell is fucking wrong with me? And all this time, there's an uncontrollable creepy smile on my face like I'm a murderer in a horror movie with really bad acting.

“Would you try to see if you can cast that one or are you still going to try to grow something?” “I think I’ll try the invisibility spell first.” Ivy said as she closed her eyes. Feeling the winds around her until she became one with her environment and vanished. “Ivy? Are you there?” Ethan asked. Ivy appeared again. “Yes! It worked.” Ivy didn’t know when she jumped into Ethan’s arms thanking him for showing her something new. When she realised what she did, she quickly jumped down. “Sorry about that.” She said as she tucked a loose hair behind her ear. “I just got excited.”

Ivy obediently accepted the bowl and drank it all in one go. Seeing how her face crunched up due to the drink's bitterness, Mary immediately handed her a piece of candy. "That's a good girl. Two more rounds and we're all done. By then, your leg will be healed, and you can once again stand on stage." Heartache gleamed in Mary's eyes. She patted Ivy's head lovingly. Ivy looked at her legs. She had indeed successfully escaped from the fire, but she did not expect to see barrels of gasoline in the abandoned warehouse.

"Vivienne. Spare me the performances. Don't think sending gifts through Ivy means I'll forgive what you did. Seeing you stoop to this just makes me sick." He turned back to Ivy without another word. The bonfire burned higher as the night wore on. Then, without warning, Ivy let out a sharp, agonized cry. "What's wrong?" Kael went pale and caught her against him. Ivy raised one trembling finger toward me. "It was... it was Vivienne. She gave me a drink earlier... it had ice-bee venom in it. Vivienne, I understand you're jealous because Kael loves me, but why would you do this to my face—"

“The sins of the parents would be on the child. What form would I take. A ghosty form ha ha. Can’t wait for the battlefield. We’re ain’t after the elections but after lives. We’ll make sure he doesn’t win and then kill him.” He pulled the phone away from his ear and sips the bottle of beer in front of him. His right was patch. He wore a singlet which show off his tattooed covered skin. His hair was sprayed white. There was a scar on his left cheek. And a missing tooth. He was Savage savaged.

‘I don’t know if you can see her right now, but Ivy appears to be in dreadful shape. I grit my teeth. I understand where Gamma Everly is coming from, but she doesn’t understand the circumstances, the pressure we’re under, what we have to lose. Ivy is living on stolen time right now. Temporary solutions won’t help any more–we need to remove her from the situation entirely. ‘She’s been poisoned,’ I reply bluntly. ‘Same as the king.’ At that, Gamma Everly’s eyes widen in horror. But before she gets the chance to respond, the witch suddenly slides her finger along the trigger, cocking her wrist so it’s angled towards all three of my allies.