Poison Ivy Super Hero Novels & Stories

Liam said climbing on Ivy's lap, it was a spider man suit that she knew Liam would fall in love with. "If you wear that all day, how are you going to test the other clothes she bought?" Piper asked and Liam raised his hand high like he was a super hero. "I'm spider man! I can do anything." He said and they all giggled. "Hm. These smell nice. Let's eat." Piper said as they all gathered on the floor to eat the things Ivy bought. "Piper, something's burning." Ivy said and Piper jumped to her feet and disappeared to the kitchen.

***** Nadia's POV I was with Scarlet in her room, we were busy catching up on lost times and I could feel myself happy and forgetting all of my troubles. Somehow scarlet has a way of making one forget about their sorrows. So how have things been here since I left?” “Nothing much, just the normal routine happenings, although Ivory has been asking a lot of questions about you,” she said “Who is Ivory?” I questioned ransacking my brain for anyone bearing that name. “The chef, remember her, you have seen her before” “Yeah, I remember” my uncle spy, I can't believe she has not been caught. How she has been able to keep a low profile in enemy territory is worth awarding.

I ate a poisonous mushroom and thought I’d transmigrated into an erotica novel… but really, my brain had just gone on a field trip without me. I let out a long breath. No wonder I’d cried so dramatically—I genuinely believed I was the tragic heroine of a cheap angst novel. Henry snapped his fingers in front of my face. “What are you daydreaming about?” I threw myself into his arms, overjoyed. “Henry, I’m cured!” “Wendy! What the hell are you doing?” The furious voice cut through the shop. I looked up.

She's not touching him or attempting to heal; she's just watching. "Ivy," Arden calls out. "Your hands." "I can't," she replies, her voice strained. "If I touch him now, I—" She hesitates and swallows hard, her Adam's apple bobbing visibly. "You what?" Arden's hands tremble as he pushes another IV into Jackson’s arm. Silver poisoning doesn’t respond to regular healing; the metal eats through the bloodstream like acid, burning everything in its path. "Talk to me." "I'll lose it." Ivy’s jaw tightens. "Everything. I'll lose control."

The lightning flashes then began to dwindle and die out the more she approached the rock, giving her a perfect look at the half exposed ring. Viper first placed a hand on the rock. The lightning abruptly stopped as if she had just turned off a switch. Everything was quiet. Lucas and Dr. Heywood watched on, with the latter all the more shocked to see that the Chernobyl-level radiation inside the compartment was doing nothing to the girl. Viper’s super healing abilities protected her of course. She then extended her right hand to the tiny object and touched it with the tip of her fingers. No reaction. She then grabbed at the exposed edge using her index finger and thumb then contrary to her ex

Once at home, Miranda unfolded the note and was taken aback. Not for any other reason, but for the few lines written on the paper: "Due to your lack of judgment, Nathaniel's current poison can't be solely treated with poison ivy. It also requires the venom of Cape cobras. "Starting today, have Nathaniel pick poison ivy from your backyard every day and capture Cape cobras. As long as he persists for a week, the poison will be completely cured." "Cape cobras, too?" Miranda suddenly felt dizzy, but for the sake of her son, she had to remain strong.

“That’s spaghetti. You like spaghetti, right?” He nodded slowly. “Sometimes. Is there cheese?” “There’s always cheese,” I said with a grin, ruffling his hair. Noah giggled, and for a moment, the tension in the room lifted. Ivy’s eyes softened as she watched us, and something inside me eased. “Let’s eat,” I said, standing up. We settled around the table. I served Noah first, sprinkling extra gravy on his plate, then filled Ivy’s and my own. “So, Noah,” I said as we started eating, “what’s your favorite superhero?”

“To honor her.” My throat bobbed painfully, and I couldn’t find the words to respond. I simply walked forward, sinking onto the stool beside Ivy’s bed. The sight of her body, lying so still, was nearly too much to bear. Her skin, once full of life and warmth, had taken on a strange pallor, starting to decay. Patches of gray and purple spread across her arms and neck, the venom already working its way through her system. Her body was sweaty, the scent of her decay mixing with the faint, lingering smell of pumpkin spice—the scent that had always intoxicated me.

Tania reminded me. So, I had to explain some things to her. "You see, It's one of the IVY's special gift. We don't get affected by poison. In fact, We are poison ourselves. We can also adjust our body system to that of a dying person. Well... We just have a lot of crazy skills," I shared, directly praising my wolf again. And trust me, she loves it. Tania almost exploded from what I said. She bit her fingers in delight and brought up Estelle's matter to the table, and how we brought her true colors before Argon.

he pointed out. "You're not touching me," I warned. "I'm not going to hurt you, Ivy," he reminded me. "I'm not worried about you hurting me. I don't want you to touch me," I clarified. "Alright," he surrendered, "Can you please unbind me?" I pressed my tongue to my cheek before doing as he asked. He wasn't stupid enough to try something with me; he knew better. If he does, kill him! The snake-like voice slithered into my mind, keeping me on high alert.