Novel & Cerita Poison Ivy Kissing Harley Quinn

I corrected myself and went straight to the kitchen bar, cupping my head as it began to pound. Uurgh! My head hurts and I'm getting dizzy. I regret doing that little stunt I did earlier, the one when I gave Seth. Poison Ivy gel, made especially for me by one of my guild chemists in case I needed it for my missions. When it came to my target, that gel came in handy. I can put it on their drinks and foods, and I can seduce them the same way I did Seth. After a few moments, unbearable pain set in, and that's when the fun began.

Until we stopped in a valley with hundreds of white plants that don't know what they are called. "That's a Poison ivy flower. That flower is much more deadly than Gympie. If Gympie kills a werewolf slowly then Poison ivy flowers can kill all kinds of immortal creatures. If we touch it just an inch then we will immediately die on the spot," I explained while looking at the flower. Poison ivy in front of me. Sarah looked at me not understanding why she was invited here. "How can I take it if just holding it can kill me?" Sarah returned my gaze sharply.

Cassius rubbed his hands together as he took off, leading us towards the vamolves. I just shook my head and followed along. This terrain was more difficult than the last. The path was extremely narrow with fallen trees. More than once, I had to work some magic and remove some poison ivy, so we didn’t catch it. I really wondered if vampires got sick or could catch a rash. However, with all their sex parties, they might…

"You must be wondering why I know all of that." "I'm kind of," I answered. "Abbie and uhm... Zion dated back then. And that's why Charlotte became her friend," she told me. "You know it's awkward to tell you. I know you like Zion." "What?!" I gasped, making some of the people in the cafeteria look at me. "Don't overreact, Ivy. I know," she said. "No, Lizzy. That's ridiculous," I irritatedly said to her. "But going back, how many vampires do you know?"

The next morning, warriors from the Frostmoon Pack arrived at the Sullivan family estate. The leading attendant bowed slightly to my mother. “The Alpha heir’s old injury flared up again last night. The silver-thorn toxin has spread into his blood and bones. He needs to recover in isolation. Miss Winnie was frightened during the Moon Hunt. Lord Xavier is worried she may suffer nightmares, so he has personally seen to it for her to recover at Moonshadow Estate.” The attendant paused briefly, then added, “Lord Xavier also mentioned that if Miss Agnes wants, she may come as well.”

She seized my chin and leaned in until our faces nearly touched. "You want to beg for help?" she sneered. "Give it up. Do you really think they don't know what you've been through? They know. They just don't care." I curled my lips into a faint smile and raised my hand, brushing my fingers lightly across her mouth. Her lips turned purple, then black. I had never asked the male leads to save me. I had been provoking her. Beforehand, I had coated my hand with the juice of venomous insects. Earlier, when I grabbed Vincent's sleeve, I had also picked up oleander pollen. Combined, the two were lethal on contact.

A muscle memory that acted without me needing to think. When I opened my eyes, the password had already been typed in. I quickly scribbled it down in my paper before pressing enter. To my relief, the phone unlocked. I was suprise, because the profile picture is Helena and Oscar kissing on their wedding day. And I was stunned because the Oscar’s legs were still standing firm, and his eyes not blind. I narrowed my gaze. “Looks like I missed the part about why Oscar became blind and paralyzed,” I muttered. I dove straight into W******p, scrolling through contacts, searching only for one name: Julian Joja.

CHAPTER 35: The Hard Reminder Francesca’s Pov My face was still burning. I walked fast down the long hall. I locked the door to my bedroom hard, i put my back against the wood. I tried to slow my breathing. It did not work. The kiss was a mistake. It was a bad mistake, i told myself that. I kept telling myself that he is the enemy and that he is the killer, he is the one who took my parents but his story. His story was sad, he was only a fifteen years old boy. That is too young to kill a man, that is too young to be a devil.

A grin tugging at my lips as he brushed my hair back roughly, his thumb smearing blood across my cheek like some twisted brand. “I swear, Lila… you’re poison. And I want every drop,” he said, slamming into me one last time, and emptying every last drop before pulling away, his voice low, almost reverent. I laughed, short and cruel. “Good. And you'll have it all. But now, it’s time.” His expression sobered instantly. He knew what I meant…Ivy. We didn’t need more words as he covered me up with his shirt. He walked me to the motorcycle, silence heavy but charged, and drove until the lights disappeared and only the forest remained ahead. The night air was sharp, cutting through the haze of every

Han moved to my side in order to have the full understanding of what happened earlier and how I ended up this way. “How did you come in contact with poison ivy?” she questioned. My eyes closed briefly before I answered that it was the handwork of Amy, even though I was not sure if Draco knew about it or not. I was expecting her to get furious but she was still as calm as ever, to my surprise, and that was actually more dangerous than when she acts out her anger. “She mixed it into the incense so I couldn’t quickly decipher it. She’s openly declaring war and must have gotten the fact that I am allergic to the flower through her grandfather because it was a family thing” I remarked, a sigh fol