Novel & Cerita Poisonous Rose

The irony hit hard. As we drove further in, we stopped in front of the second villa. I stepped out and gaped—it was the most beautiful one of all. Painted soft white and pastel pink, with tall glass windows gleaming under the afternoon sun. Inside, the living room took my breath away. Gold and blush accents framed the walls, and the air smelled faintly of vanilla—my favorite scent. What a coincidence, I thought. A woman, probably In her early fifties, appeared from what looked like the kitchen. She smiled gently and spoke quietly with the assistant. I barely listened, too overwhelmed to focus on their conversation.

He raised his head to look at her, like he was surprised to see her there. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?!” She’d asked as she tried to pry open his fist. He’d let her, opened it up easily and let her take the rose from his now bloody palm, the flower fell to the floor. “Shit!” She exclaimed as pulled up the hem of her oversized t-shirt and proceeded to clean the blood from his palm. “Are you insane?” she whipped her head up to look at him “Why would you hold a rose that way, didn’t you ever learn that you have to avoid the thorns?”

Sean said before he made a rose appear seemingly from thin air, “A beautiful rose for the even more beautiful Claudia.” At those words Claudia’s expression darkened and she stood up causing her black gown to swirl around her matching the stormy look in her eyes. “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?” he said while wondering why Claudia wasn’t teasing him about being corny like she normally would. At that Claudia looked at him and took the rose from his hand but said as she pricked her finger with a thorn, “Yes, a rose is beautiful, but it is dangerous due to its thorns. Like the rose, I may be beautiful, but I am a predator of the night. A monster wrapped in a pretty skin.” As she finish

At the end, all that remained was to hear Eric say: "As I was saying earlier, this is something that the two of you are planning. There is no way that I will get involved. However, so long as Jenny is able to do what I mentioned just now, I will have the most support. I'm going to give you two a hand in distracting Stephen so that we can continue our conversation. Anyway, being able to serve others and charm them is another one of my strengths." A difficult night has just passed at Pearl Mansion as a direct result of the passing of Miss White. Another shocking development occurred this morning, and it is shaking everyone up: Miss Rose took poison to end her life. Jenny was ready for this, as

I sighed, putting on the safety of the weapon and tucking it into my waistband. "Let's go boys, the fun is over" I ordered and turned to leave with my men sauntering behind me. ROSELLE'S POV. I heard the pistol go off twice before feeling the bullets pierce my body. Everything came to a stop as I fell hard to the ground. I laid still, feeling the rain drops beat down harshly on my body and listening to the sound of retracting footsteps. I could feel my life crawling gradually out of my body and to be honest, being shot in the stomach and left to bleed out on a cold wet pavement in a dark alley, was certainly not one of the ways I wanted to die.

I have to do something but what? In that moment, I got an idea.. Back in Nishkapur I was thought how to make to make poisonous with some flowers, it wasn't really necessary but I had to learn it just in case of situations like this.. Thankfully, there was a particular flower here that I needed to make a deadly poison, its called #White_snakeroot. Its a very beautiful flower but its very deadly.. Once affected by the flower's poison, you'll be dead in an instant and the best part is it can't be detected and the victim doesn't need to feel pain or suffer. Once consumed the victim dies without a feeling any discomfort.

Cassian continued seriously, "The poison is extremely dangerous. If my guess is correct, this must be the legendary Devil Trumpet's Kiss." "The Devil Trumpet's Kiss?" Frank and Zoey swapped looks with each other. This was their first time hearing of such a poison. Cassian explained, "The Devil's Trumpet is an extremely beautiful flower that looks like a wild rose. It contains poison by nature. Once refined, it can be used to produce a legendary poison called the Devil Trumpet's Kiss. "When this poison first enters a human body, it doesn't possess any smell or taste. Only when the person dies will it emit a foul stench that mirrors a rotting body."

Her dedication to her work is really commendable. I walk into the house and wonder if she took that little pup with her when I don't see it anywhere. Of course, she would have. She would never want to leave it alone in the house. That's how Nicole is. She is too caring, especially with animals. I didn't tell her anything about when I would be back, so it would be like a little surprise for her when she discovers me here at home. I am really delighted to meet her after almost 4 days. I grin and place the bunch of roses on the table. I bought them for her on my way back. I hope she'll like it. I don't know why, but I literally feel nervous, like a school kid who is trying to impress his crush

Maybe it's because I never got a chance to socialize with anyone in my old pack. "What cures was it?" I ask. Maybe it's because I've been playing around with forbidden plants and making things, but my curiosity always gets the best of me in conversations like this. "Well, it's more like a poison, not a cure. You know, the ones that make it look like you had a natural death. Ugh, you won't understand, but something like that." Now Rose seems like an interesting she-wolf. Poisons are a topic I enjoy hearing about. "I think I will understand perfectly," I tell her, and she raises a brow.

It reflects in the mirror, showing a mixture of darkish and reddish colors, confusing me more as I try harder to figure out where I have seen something like this. "Val…" she calls. I do not answer. I don't want to be distracted. The idea seems to be coming. Where do I know this from? Or where I saw it from. Roses. Yes. I saw this in the movie, Roses. Realization dawns on me and I gasp when it suddenly hits me what this mixture really is. Poison. Slow poison. Made from flowers. Before I can turn back to begin my rounds of questions on how this got here and who gave it to her so I can inform Ryan as soon as possible, something hard hits me from behind and I find myself falling to the ground.