Pretty Poison Book Novels & Stories

"The fourteenth herb she has no clue about. She wants us to provide some references to see what rare toxins exist in the world. Mr. Leon are there any books you can recommend." "Let me think. There do seem to be books that document all the toxins." They sat down together again to discuss about wolfbane. Time passed unnoticed, and it was getting dark. They were unaware of it. Danger crept in with the darkness. Princess Adele, "They lost track of time as usual, didn't they?" "Yes. Everyone has left. Now there are only two of them left in the library." "Very well. Then let's follow the plan." ***

The copper walls of the tub glowed faintly, as though the engravings were channeling something deeper than heat. While they waited, Jerald wandered toward the desk where the women worked. His eyes scanned the open pages diagrams of plants, chemical structures, strange runes. “What happens to the poison after you take it out?” he asked. One woman glanced up. “We keep it. Every toxin tells a story of where it came from, who made it, and how it kills. Amara has built the largest poison registry in the world.” Jerald’s eyes narrowed. “So, this place isn’t just for healing.”

He did not want to delay her any further, but at this moment, he suddenly heard a man’s voice suddenly coming from Doris’s end of the line. “Miss Young, we have found out the source of your father’s poisoning!” At this time, Doris was still holding the cell phone in her hand. When she heard the man’s words, she completely forgot that she was still on the phone with Charlie, and she blurted out nervously, “Captain Skitter, where is the source of the poisoning from?!” Waylon was wearing a latex glove as he held a heavy book in his hand, and he said, “Our criminal investigators discovered that each and every page in this book contains traces of mercury dichloride!”

While I secretly wished there was some sort of abracadabra to make me disappear from here and reappear back home in my room. She lay on her bed with her Tommy down, making her little pulp ass appear bigger and fuller. Fuck! I quickly went through the stripper bag I was with, to see anything that could help me. The thought of what I did to the stripper that was supposed to be the one here, flashed through my mind. All it took was a tiny bullet into his motherfucker brains and it splattered everywhere, making a mess of his old wrinkled Audi car. I found a bottle of coconut oil and a few chocolate candy bars inside his bag. I offered her one of the chocolate, which she took without further pers

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."

Mike took out a book from under his desk and opening up a certain page, he slided it against the wooden desk towards Xander. "There." He pointed a lot a highlighted para on the bottom right corner of the page with a picture of transparent potion in a small vial along with it. "It says, poisoner's poison was made to kill. It is the poison of a poisoner, the very thing anyone could need to silently kill someone without any suspicion, without getting themselves caught and without the fear of the person being poisoned to wake up again." "Poisoner's poison is one of the rarest drugs that doesn't have an antidote. It specific purpose is to kill. That's what makes it the most unique. It leaves no

My eyes widened as I took in the information on the page, and my lips curled into a smile. “I found something,” I proclaimed. There was a particular entry in Emmett’s book that seemed promising. When I compared the composition of the venom to the description in the book, I found a good amount of similarity. Much to my surprise, what was plaguing the Alpha King was technically poison. Before I bookmarked the pages, I caught sight of a sentence that made me hesitate. It was written very tinily in the margins of the book. “The poison was invented by a sorcerer named Udosyn.”

he points at her with his chin, expressionless, “didn't you want to join our group? There is the proof.” I swallow a bitter breath when I reach for it and study it, without a doubt it is the same bracelet that the Zanni subjects had. “Why black?” “I really don't know.” He dives into the pages of his new book of the week and surprisingly it is not the one he read yesterday. Had I already finished it? For sure yes. His title was somewhat ironic; The Darkest Book of Cheap Poetry.

He led his men as they all dashed toward the Salazars' hired muscle who had just charged out of the factory. As both groups collided and a violent scuffle ensued, Frank stayed out of it. This was Kurt's fight after all, and he should at least let his men have a chance to earn their keep. Instead, Frank took Jaud's corpse to a quiet place and searched it. The man had an assortment of poisons along with a tome called the Hundred Bane Anthology. After putting away the poisons, Frank read through the tome and was left shocked by the methods and process of harnessing poison from insects and other sources. There were even poisons he had never heard of—if anything, the Snowshade that Jaud used befo

“Hmm. Cracked false tooth. Definitely poison.” “Do we know what kind? Is there an antidote?” I ask. “A poison as fast-acting as you described? An antidote wouldn’t matter,” he replies grimly. “But no, I’m not personally familiar with this one. I will have to consult my books. I brought every book I have on poison with me.” “Good thinking.” I gesture for us to leave the tent. Both of us take a deep breath of fresh air away from the smell once we’re outside. “I wonder what would make a man so gleeful about poisoning himself to death?” I muse aloud.