Poison Paradise Novels & Stories

His eyes were red and only configured a blurred image to the receptors. “Maybe it’s still nighttime.” Mark slater comforted himself. The door closes back. “Why do you leave me alone, wretched on a table? I still need you! Maybe offer me a woman’s sweet second chance.” Mark Slater felt as if he had lost the most precious thing he ever won. The hurtful feeling tormented his heart. The woman’s sweet poison had anchored and spread through his veins. The love poison. He nearly wept.

The music was too loud for them to talk normally. Coral nodded her eyes on her phone screen. A minute she showed Chloe what she was doing till now with a smile. Chloe scrutinized the content, not having any sort of idea what it was shown. “What the heck is Paradise of Pleasure?” “It's a place where people go to enjoy themselves,” Coral explained in an amusing tone but Chloe didn't like it at all. She grabbed Coral's phone from her hold and went through the information about that place. The more she read, the more baffled she was. She scoffed reading the description of the place. She zeroed her gaze at the green sign and the words that said ‘BOOKED’ at the end of the page. She blinked, making

She sobbed and pleaded, "I'm already poisoned! How can you do this to me? "We can't even win against them! If you want to die, go die on your own—why are you dragging me into this?" But her lies were instantly exposed by the enemy wolves standing across from them. "You're still carrying that witch in your mouth? Guess we really did catch the wrong mate of yours!" One of them sneered and added, "You got played, Louis. She tricked you into thinking she was poisoned. When we caught her, she sold out your Luna just to save her own life."

Sandman and said, “Doctor, you mentioned last time that the male parasite in my body has miraculous effects, capable of neutralizing the Necro Poison and even prolonging one’s life. If I extract the male parasite, could it detoxify her?” “Well...” Dr. Sandman frowned at Blair and carefully chose his words. “The Necro Poison is the king of poisons. The male parasite in your body can indeed neutralize it, so there shouldn’t be a problem with other poisons. However, as I’ve told you, it won’t be easy extracting the parasite from your body. Furthermore, the most crucial point is that if the male parasite is removed, you’ll...” Blair’s eyes flickered, and a sorrowful smile curled on his lips.

He’d given her that devil’s poison. It wasn’t just a drug. It was a legend in our world. The kind of name spoken in whispers over smoky tables, never aloud in daylight. A creation born from the darkest corners of the trade, a compound that blurred the line between lust and torment until they became the same thing. They said it didn’t simply touch the flesh, it owned it, rewired it.

“Hold on. Wait. This is an antidote.” Confusion invades my expression. “And?” “And the ingredients of this antidote are very irritating, which means this perfume in this context is another ‘poison’ to Peyton. So, you’re basically using one poison to kill another. It’s very risky. Too risky.” I frown. “But I think it’s necessary in this case. Princess Peyton’s illness is very serious. And this is the best method of curing her. The illness she has is already very harsh, so it’s understandable that the method of curing her will also be harsh on her body.”

a gentlewoman spoke and Mavis knew that this woman was none other than the mate of Elder Parkinson. Her eyes fell on the slightly swollen belly of the woman and her lips curled up slightly. She sorrowfully muttered, “ What a poor thing, it wouldn’t even get a chance to see the world.” On the other hand, Elder Parkinson and his mate were unaware of what threat lurked outside their window. They calmly chatted with one another while talking about how they were going to raise their fourth child, it was during this attention slip that Mavis tilted the bottle of poison in the drink of the pregnant woman which was kept on the aisle of the kitchen that was close to the window that faced the territor

She didn’t have any other ulterior motives. “I feel as though my closet is too small. I was wondering if I could have someone come in and make my closet bigger. I don’t have enough space for all my books...” Rosalie tests as she watches him drink the coffee. Tonight she’ll finally know the side effects of the drug. She was perfecting a new poison – a clear, colourless liquid that, despite its innocent appearance, held the power to bring even the strongest man to his knees. Or that’s what she had planned. It was a potent brew, a blend of rare botanicals and powerful toxins, a testament to her years of studying the dark arts of chemistry and toxicology.

We camped wherever our hearts desired, by rivers, in meadows, beneath towering oaks, and shared whispered dreams beside crackling fires. Sometimes, we swam in brooks so clear they mirrored the sky, chasing each other through the water like playful spirits. We played silly games, told ridiculous stories, and laughed until our stomachs ached. Every night felt like a stolen piece of paradise, and I held it tightly, terrified it might slip away. But paradise had its cracks. The necklace around my neck was growing darker, its grip tighter, its power stronger. I could feel it, like a serpent coiling tighter around my throat. Some nights, it burned. Some nights, it simply ached with a heaviness I c

“You don’t know who you’re talking to.” “Oh, I know exactly who I’m talking to,” she shot back, her lips curling in disgust. “Sweet Poison. The girl who records lecturers, frames them, and laugh while their careers burn. How many have you destroyed already? Five? Six? And now you’ve moved on to my fiancé?” Fiancé.