Pretty Poison Book Novels & Stories

Her expression had become serious. "Vincenzo was right," Anna said as she handed me the file she had brought with her. "I had a doctor test the fluid, like you asked me, and the doctor confirmed that it was a very lethal poison that was produced with moonflower and some other dangerous ingredients." Moonflower? Isn't that the same poison Lorenzo and Mia used to frame me in my previous life? Moonflower has been banned in every werewolf community... how do they keep getting it? "According to the doctor, it's a lethal poison but doesn’t kill very fast. It slowly eats up the organs and intestines until there’s nothing left..." She trailed off, leaving me to finish her words.

Why would anyone keep such things? As if in answer, a nearby shelf caught her attention. Titles etched in faded gold lined the spines of several books: The Alchemy of Venom. The Art of Extraction. Scorpion Toxins and Their Many Uses. She hesitated before settling on one—Venom as Cure: The Healing Properties of Toxins. Frowning, she pulled it free, running her fingertips over the worn cover. A book on healing? Here? In this place? The red glow behind her flickered, the shadows pooling just beyond her sightline.

Charlatans! The back room was large. He searched, until he found the book, he searched for. The book was massive, covered in a thick layer of dust. The cover was locked with a handle that was shaped like a figure with elongated arms, he forced the lock. Nothing happened, he wasn't losing hope. With one movement of his hand, he removed the layer of dust.

Before this drink, I had only had 2 piña colada's and half a rum and coke, along with a bunch of food, so I knew something was wrong when I started feeling impaired— really impaired. I was getting scared, and knew I needed to get away from this man, because I had a strong feeling he put something in my drink when I was in the bathroom. I had been stupid to blindly trust a stranger and leave him alone with my drink. I grabbed my phone and purse off the bar, telling Dan I had to go to the bathroom again. He gave me a weird look, but didn't question me.

He was ruining my fantasy. “You were this pretty little girl. Sweet and innocent. Too innocent. I've killed more than I care to count, seen so much death and destruction, I always thought there was no way I could inflict that on someone who doesn't understand.” He continued, his words tumbling out as though he was speaking without thinking about it.

I could see the white mist of my own breath. The Silverthorn Toxin had reached my lungs. I could hear the distant sounds of gunfire and explosions, one wave after another. The sound of Fenris's empire collapsing. The sound of his people dying. The price he was paying for his revenge. And I was part of that price. I lay on the bed, feeling the final surge of the Silverthorn Toxin. It was like a million ants crawling through my veins, gnawing at every nerve. A web of silver veins spread beneath my skin, a grotesque, final tattoo.

I sat opposite him; Bella perched on the sofa next to me; eyes ping-ponging between us. The doctor walked in soon after, wiping at his forehead as he apologized for been late. “Here you go, the test carried out on your blood and damaged kidneys showed a specific and rare poison was used on you” My eyes scanned the result he gave to me, the name of the poison sticking in my head. Persvin. It sounded familiar for some reason. “The toxin, Persvin was formally used to slowly kill traitors in a pack, it was banished from all packs; it is a wonder how it was readily available here”

Like I was nothing. Every time it loops, I feel like I’m dying again. I’ve lost count of how many times I’ve heard Sophia’s voice in the dark. “Oh, Babes…I hate thinking of you with her.” It’s her voice that haunts me the most; sweet and lethal. The same voice that poisoned everything in my life from the beginning.

"The second poison is its cure but is a poison itself. The third poison cures the second poison, and the last liquid neutralises the effects of the third poison. Competitors, you may begin!" I stepped closer to my table, examining each vial. I needed to rely on my senses and knowledge to determine the correct order. "Just trust your instincts," Nova offered. "And remember I am here every step of the way." I took a deep breath. Aurora was already at work, lifting each vial and carefully inspecting the contents. I did the same, starting with the third vial. It was a deep crimson, and when I uncorked it, a sharp, metallic scent hit my nose. My eyes watered with the intensity of the odor, my thr

It made her equally feel ugly, and that feeling killed her. For a split second, she wondered if she had actually crossed the line. Maybe she had been wrong about her suspicions. Maybe her... dislike for his mother had pushed her into believing she was capable of such despicable acts. But then again, after she had wrapped up her investigations at the archives, she headed straight to the infirmary's library to do a proper study about the Black Thistle. The herb was said to be a very fast and potent poison that could kill a person within seconds. She also read that if administered in very tiny doses, it could result in nerve degeneration and loss of cognitive function over the years.