Poisonous Rose Novels & Stories

I immediately apologized, I was used to joking around with him that I forgot he was an alpha and they were possessive of what they owned, and also how they easily got mad. “You don’t need to apologize, I thought you were hurt, it's my mistake for leaving the green house open, if I had been later than this you would have been poisoned” “What do you mean,” I asked confused. “Every plant and flower here are poisonous, what you almost touched was a foxglove and you can get poisoned just by touching it” he replied and I turned to the innocent looking flower. “It doesn't look like it could be deadly, the petals are beautiful”

It wasn’t black like I’d deduced at first, but a very, very dark shade of red. He sat on the stairs beside me and took my hand in his while I tried to suppress a shudder. He brought the petal close and wrapped it around the bleeding finger. “Hold down the petal, it’ll stop the poisoning.” He said. “Poisoning?” I asked, alarmed. “You’re a new vampire, aren’t you?” He gave me a wry smile. “Black Rose is used as a key ingredient in a daylight bracelet, but if it comes in direct contact with the skin, it can cause poisoning especially for a vampire.”

After getting discharged, Rose worried that Liliana might come and ask them to evacuate anytime. Finally, after two weeks, Romeo found a specific poison in powder form. They had to administer it orally. He also brought an antidote for Rose. It was an extremely slow poison and would be effective if ingested daily for a few months. It would be deadly if ingested daily for half a year. The best part about that was it was not easily traceable in routine blood tests. When Lester returned, Rose made quite a show about being duped at the hospital and losing a kidney.

Kayson hummed for a moment and asked, “Mr. Phillius Sr, you have surveillance cameras set up outside your place, right?” “We do. What’s the matter?” Carl’s gaze turned a little grim. “Check your recent surveillance footage. This flower is poisonous, especially at sunrise. The toxic released is harmful.” The family looked shocked. David went upstairs to retrieve the surveillance recording while Felix asked anxiously, “Kayson, what kind of harm will the flower’s poison do?” “When one is in contact with it for a prolonged period of time, the blood vessels will harden and one fall could easily cause a stroke or paralysis, making one crippled for life,” said Kayson.

“I know but there are some lies that are necessary, especially when you promise someone else to maintain them.” “What lies?” This time Paul heard the anger in my voice. “Rose, the man that attacked you, what do you remember about him?” Paul pressed like this had everything to do with what he wanted to tell me. The memory was blurry as I tried to put the pieces together. “I don’t know… he was fast, really fucking fast. And his teeth— No, I was so frightened I imagined most of it.” “Rose,” Ivan touched my hand and my eyes flew open. I hadn’t even realised I’d closed them so tightly. “Just tell us even if it sounds crazy.”

Looking at the other side all I could see red, a bright and beautiful crimson. The red roses dutifuly bared their thorns, blooming, seducing; killing as the tiny flower beneath it spread its' poison without even touching enemy-anemone is poisonous even without him tampering with it, but letting it spread poison is even quicker than letting it work the normal way. Camelias bloom, beautifully but oh so silently, creating a wall none of the frights can cross. And if it tries, grabbing and biting, it chokes, as ranunculus slowly, discreetly tempers with it's nerves, driving it mad.

Liana asked, confused. The student approached the rose and quickly cut her palm. She dripped her blood on the rose. Our eyes widened from being a white rose to blood-colored. "It's the symbol of Queen Raven. She always puts something like this on her victims. Yes. It may look beautiful and ordinary. But you should not let its appearance deceive you. That rose is unusual. When it is shed with blood, from being white, it turns red. When you touch that rose, you will die. It's laced with a potent poison. And the only cure is in the hands of Queen Raven because she made that rose herself. She is also the one who made the poison." The student explains.

They seemed to express that I didn't want him anymore. Facing 50 acres of land, Jeffrey finally realized that I, like these departed roses, would not return. The roses had been given to another woman by him casually, and its owner would not return because of himself. I would no longer plant flowers for him. He would never see me holding roses and asking him, "The roses are ripe. When are we going to get married?" He realized that roses had feelings too. I was willing to be trapped in a greenhouse by him because of my love for him.

Instead, her hands stayed on her face, caressing and nibbing. ‘How did she get to this? She remembered insulting the man in white at the burial ceremony of her best friend. His beauty hypnotized her at first. His prominent cheekbones and chiseled jaw had trapped her eyes in them. His silver glistening eyes devoured her own eyes, making it hard to look away.’

Moreover who listens to best friend until and unless some problem arises. Putting a full stop to my thinking, I went inside the washroom, washed up and did my morning routine.... I didn't put any makeup for obvious reasons, as i have surgeries to do and just went with a light cream and a lipstick of light pink shade.... It's actually one of my favourites... Although pink is not the colour I prefer as I am not a pink person... Well, I am black person... Let's leave as soon as possible otherwise I would be late... I went out not before locking my house and tried to look for a cab or rickshaw...