Poison Ivy Comic Novels & Stories

That rascal. Ivy sighed. How could she forget she had more than one enemy, probably many who felt she was standing in their way or had ruined their plans. "Well, recently I ratted out on Jake Black for the crime of pedophilia," she told him, crossing her arms and relaxing on the headboard.

There is no chance they'd be able to do what Olivia wants. "I'll see what I can do," Ivy remarks and heads out with Aspen behind her. ** After the last class of the day, Steph heads to her locker. Her path gets blocked by two bodies. Poison Ivy and her puppet. "If it isn't 'the' Stephanie," Ivy snickers, giving Steph a once over. Steph mentally freaks out a little. Why would Poison Ivy be talking to her? And why did she say article 'the' before her name? And with emphasis?

Blake’s voice was tense. "Ivy gave me poison, not only worsening my depression but also contaminating my breast milk, causing our daughter Ava to develop colic! Do you think that’s not serious enough?" I shouted. "No! I didn’t know the medication was harmful! You're framing me!" Ivy shook her head, desperately trying to explain. "Framing you?" I sneered and pulled out the report from the Moonblade Pack doctor, slamming it onto Blake's face. "This is evidence! You’d better take a look for yourself!"

he asked, his tone light. “The cartoon or the ones in front of us?” Ivy whispered back, half-joking. “The ones in front of us. Why are you whispering?” “They’re right in front of us,” she said, trying to suppress a laugh. “Yes, that’s why I asked you,” he said, his expression playful. Ivy looked at Tom and Jerry, who were pretending not to hear the conversation. “So?” she prompted. “They’re cool,” she said, nodding toward them. “Hmm,” Alex said, as if contemplating something.

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.”

Ivy asked, sipping on his medicinal juice. He finally woke up, the medics kicking inside him and he had almost healed from the burn that silver crested knife gave him. "I was trying to cheer up, Eclipse, and told her that we can go on a run but I... you know." Ivy let out a chuckle, signaling me to close my eyes. I did as he told and listened to what he spoke. "Just blank your mind and think of humanly things." "Pizza," I mumbled. "Really!? Pizza? Uh! Whatever, just keep thinking that." He instructed.

Xavier was busy tickling Ivy before he finally stopped, “That's enough of the cookie monster for today, you have to get to school early.” Ivy smiled at him before giving him an high five. “No high five for Mommy?” I said and Xavier broke into laughter. Ivy walked towards me and gave me an high five before asking, “Mommy, where has grand pa been. He promised to help fix my princess scrapbook puzzle but I—”

Cole voiced out my inner thought again but more on an interrogative tone than on a sarcastic one. "Yeah, Ivy's last name is Pitt" Brad blabbed. "It's Pitterson," I said behind gritted teeth shooting daggers at Brad. I swear I wanted to smack his face with something to make him shut up whenever he made that stupid–not so funny–joke about my last name. "Okay, calm down Poison Ivy!" Brad giggled. "Now you leave her alone." Cole tells off Brad rather on a protective tone. I, however was annoyed then confused and then both at the same time

Poor Dad. I headed out the door. “If anyone asks, I’m going for a run.” “If you find some poison ivy, let me know. I have an idea for it!” Mina shouted behind me. I stopped at the door. “Are you insane? You can’t make products with poison ivy! Most people are allergic to the stuff!” Mal shrugged. “We have an idea.” “The chemicals in the plant can be extracted so that we can dilute it to cause minor irritation, but not a full fledged attack,” Mina explained. “I read online that some people are even using it to treat pain.”

I tipped my head back, looking up, "Never had a supervillain before...but I'm developing a taste for them." She was grinding to get my tongue as deep as possible, and I savored the taste. Breathing in the feminine arousal, as my tongue worked back and forth through the steamy warmth, I was definitely intoxicated with the musk. It had to be rich in pheromones, unmistakably, one of Poison Ivy's superpowers.