Poison Ivy Kissing Harley Quinn の小説・ストーリー

Harley encouraged Ivy, her voice filled with warmth. With closed eyes and a serene smile, Ivy took a moment to gather her thoughts. Her wish carried the weight of dreams, aspirations, and the boundless love she had received. As she blew out the candles, the room erupted in applause—a collective cheer for the joyous years behind and the promising ones ahead. Later in the evening, Xaveir and Harley found a quiet moment on the porch. The gentle hum of laughter and the soft glow of fairy lights created an enchanting backdrop. Their hands found each other, fingers intertwining just as they had on that life-altering night in the hospital.

“Do you love kinky sex?” He finally asked and held his breath waiting for her reply. Breathless from the kiss, Ivy raised her dewy eyes to look at him, “I...” ... Meanwhile, while they were busy enjoying themselves in their quarters, another piece of shocking news spread out through Radna like wildfire. The Hunt...

I patted Carlos back and he annoyingly shrugged my hand away. My heart did skip a beat when Layla suddenly pulled out the gun and it almost stopped beating when she explained everything that this Dylan was onto. I was scared especially when she took out the jar from her pocket. Azvameth have already tried to kill Aiden twice but we can't let that happen anymore

"Lots of voices actually." The girl didn't seem to mind his random chatter and nodded thoughtfully. "Holly is barbed, has berries as red as blood and poisons the blood if consumed. Ivy chokes and kills others in its way. They are seen as lucky in your whimsical world but they are cruel. And those attributes are used in dark magic." She looked over his shoulder and into the darkness. The trees waved but no breeze touched them and her eyes became even sterner.

The kiss was short but sweet, and not sexual in any way, meant only to offer comfort. When Nick drew away, he offered her a grim smile and his eyes hardened, “I swear on the blood of my kin shed here today, I'll kill the bastards who did this.” * * * A few hours later, they crossed their territory and went into that of their rival pack. The perimeter scouts herded them over to the Alpha's cave, where they met Zaq, Maya's father. Zaq was in his late fifties, but he still had a broad and muscular physique. He was magnificently handsome, with piercing black eyes, a hawk nose, and a full beard.

CHAPTER EIGHTY FOUR HUNTER POV III “Bad day Ha? Want me to take care of you? Make it better? Get some stress off ?” A girl about my age who is wearing too much dark makeup and is dressed scantily says when I look up. “Fuck off.” I say and begin to roll my window up but then I stop midway. “I might need your help. Do you know Kayla Frisks? Pretty girl, blonde hair she has a beauty mole below her lip….”

“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.

I asked her to continue. “Well, ingesting poison ivy can cause burning sensations in the mouth and throat, cause nausea, vomiting, and diarrhea. In some cases, it can also swelling of the face and throat can also cause your heart to act up. In most severe cases, it can cause shock and turn your skin blue.” She spoke. “Very well, Athea. How about we go and check on Athea’s project?” I told the group leading the class over to Athea’s ‘camp’. “Athea, did you complete your tasks?” I asked.

The Moon Goddess’s voice echoed in her mind. Raven’s heart pounded in her chest as she realized the gravity of the situation. She leaned closer to him, her lips trembling with uncertainty, but the urgency of the moment compelled her. She pressed her mouth against his, her breath shaky. The connection sparked as her powers surged through her, pulling the poison from his body. For a moment, time seemed to stand still. She felt the venom slide from his veins, into her mouth, and she forced herself to swallow it, her throat burning as she did. Damien’s body shuddered, but his pain started to ebb.

My legs buckled, but John caught me, his arms steadying me before I collapsed. Then it hit me like lightning. Harriet had sent me a picture of the cake earlier. I thought it was just a simple brown cake, nothing dangerous. But now, the truth clawed at my mind. How could I have missed it? It was common knowledge, werewolves were fatally allergic to chocolate. "No, no, no!" I sobbed, shaking my head as tears poured down my face. My chest felt like it was caving in. "Moon Goddess, please! This can’t be happening!"