Poisonous Passion Novels & Stories

I responded. He shook his head a little. “No, you don’t. You don’t know how just a touch of your hand can take away the pain from my past, and you don’t know how lying next to you at night stops the nightmares. You don’t know that you’re the first person to really make me smile, and you definitely don’t know that I’m so in love with you I can’t see or think straight. ‘In vain have I struggled. It will not do. My feelings will not be repressed. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.’”

That could backfire. With narrowed eyes and creased brows, she asked, "What do you mean he doesn't recognize anyone?" Curiosity began to devour her alive. Maybe she was about to find out the reason he had not been able to recognize her at all and kept looking for the inscription instead. Nester sighed. There was no point in crying over spilled milk. "He has prosopagnosia, so it will be better to let him—"

I said, gesturing to the chair. "Thank you." He grinned. As he bent to sit down, his arm accidentally brushed mine and I went still as chills went down my spine. This time, it wasn't because of lust, it was dread. I sighed as I shifted away from him, hating the feeling of hurt and disappointment crashing through me. I should have known Mother Nature wasn't on my side. Foolish of me to hope that she was. My hot fantasy boy was a vampire. Lucky me.

was the first one’s response. He placed his finger on the page and instantly the inky blackness melted away, revealing the inside of Poisonous Poison’s bar. It was a place where beings like her went when they wanted alcohol to drink or something more, away from prying eyes. That’s something more was literally poison. You see, Poison was one of the mutated people created after a chemical explosion spread DNA-altering rain and fog all over the world. She developed a poisonous touch due to the DNA mutation.

asked Bai Ze immediately "Reqing poison is one of the worst poison when a person take it they will clearly not feel it becayse Reqing poison doesn't work unless one become physically intimate thus it's really hard to detect but once a physical connection is made it will act up almost instantly it starts by paralyzing the lower body and gradually move to the heart however it doesn't work like other poison instead of coughing up blood the patient will end up bleeding from their personal areas making it look like that the death happened due to over exertion of one's self thus the death by Reqing poison is not just simple death its the death of a dog !"

It was the gift he had bought for me in Luzberg on our third wedding anniversary. Back then, he had said, "My love for you is like this diamond. No matter how many years pass, it will always shine." Since that day, I had carefully treasured the ring along with his promise. I truly believed our happiness would last forever. Yet just a few short years later, the diamond still sparkled, while my heart and our love lay in ruin. Justin tucked the ring into his pocket and stared at the wall. The wedding photo was all that remained of us. The happier we looked in it, the deeper his pain now. He had never imagined that one day I would leave without a word.

The intense love I had for her had pushed me to the brink of insanity, but I couldn’t bring myself to grant her forgiveness. In the depths of my soul, a tempestuous love for her brewed, an intoxicating elixir that simultaneously consumed and healed me. Like a potent poison, it coursed through my veins, seeping into every fiber of my being, leaving me breathless and yearning for more. Yet, paradoxically, it was also my medicine, a balm that soothed the wounds of my heart and ignited a fire within me. This love, both a curse and a blessing.

**Host’s Introduction** Welcome back... Some poisons are swallowed. Others are kissed. Tonight’s confession is about a deadly female assassin who uses her body as the ultimate weapon — seducing and eliminating her targets with pleasure. Until one man turns the tables, making her the addicted one. This one is dangerous, seductive, and full of cat-and-mouse heat. Here is the confession of “The Poison Kiss.” --- **Story 17: The Poison Kiss** **Chapter 1**

She was shocked and cold sweat broke from her body. She held his hand tightly squeezing his muscles in fear. Sebastian hugged her and patted her back to relax. “Why? And who?” She asked after a long time with her shaky voice. “Poison” “Poison? What is that?” She raised her head from his embrace and asked in confusion “Poison is a mysterious person from underworld mafia. No one knows about that person's gender, age, where he is from, some even thought it’s a hoax but everyone believe it’s a man because Poison can kill twenty trained soldiers in ten minutes”

“SYSTEM PROMPT: PASSIVE SKILL AVAILABLE — LOVE POISON" My vision blurred. Love… poison? That didn't make any sense until the description came through. “DESCRIPTION: Inflict control over target through emotional corruption. Effect increases with desperation and intent." My heart pounded violently. I didn’t have strength. I didn’t have speed, but I had— desperation. And right then— I wanted to live more than anything. So I used it. I grabbed the nearest zombie. Forced my hand against its face, and whispered— “Obey me.”