Queen Of Poison Novels & Stories

“She’s from the Moonbane pack.” The room tilted. I stood so quickly my chair scraped against the stone, toppling backward. “What?” The soldier flinched. “We—we confirmed it. Our scouts say she was seen recently patrolling on lands—injured but alive.” “Is she some kind of scout for that goddamn pack?” I groaned. My fists clenched at my sides, veins bulging. Moonbane. The name curdled in my mouth like venom. That was our enemy. The ones who slaughtered my people. The ones who would rather see my kingdom in ashes than ever see peace. And she—that sweet-faced, soft-spoken woman—was one of them?

she instructed the maid who nodded, bowed and walked out of the room leaving the Queen alone. Queen Mena walked with ease towards the tray, she opened the lid of the jug and stared at the tea, a smirk slowly appeared on her face. "Oh king Arthur" she whispered in a cold voice, evil written in her eyes. A soft chuckle escaped her lips, this is just a tip of her plans all these years. She dipped her hand into her bra and brought out the arsenic in a tiny bottle. She scanned her room to be sure that no one was watching. Satisfied, she poured a drop of the arsenic into the king's tea, her lips stretched into a grin.

Have you forgotten what happened last time? Cook 2: But what was I supposed to do Cook 1: Not give her the food! I hope you know that if she po!sons that food and Tiana eats it, You'll be the one to get punished (In the hallway) Queen Victoria: Let's see how that woman will survive this! (she puts poison in the gravy and mixes it very well) Perfect. (A servant passes by) Queen Victoria: Hold up Maid: Your highness? Queen Victoria: (hands her the food) Give this food to the guard at the dungeon, it's for Tiana and makes sure she eats it.

he says, pointing to the vase. The Queen shakes her head vehemently. “I have no clue what you’re talking about,” she says, her wrinkly neck wobbling as she speaks. “In fact, I’m quite appalled at this behavior. I’d never expect such treatment from my own so-” “Don’t bullshit me,” Atwood says. His orange eyes burn with a fury that I’ve never seen before. “You were going to poison Ruby, just like you poisoned Vivian.” The Queen doesn’t answer. Atwood paces back and forth in front of the door, his fists balled up at his sides.

I sighed, and she bit her lower lip. "Thanks for not letting me die." She softly said, and I nodded. "I would never..." I sighed, and she nodded. "Do you know what happened?" She asked, "The refreshments were poisoned. I don't believe the final target was you and Axelled, but the queen." I sighed and rolled out a little chair to the edge of her bed. "What kind of poison?" She asked, "Hydrangea Poisson," I confessed, "They were aiming to kill." she bit her lower lip, and I nodded.

I snapped. I didn’t care that my voice shook. “Do what you can. Do everything you can.” “Yes, my queen. I am preparing a potion to keep him stable for now, but I will need the name of the poison.” “Get the name from the maid,” the nation’s king ordered coldly behind me. “Any way possible… even if it means cutting off her limbs.” I spun around, rage boiling in my chest. “I know you’re behind this,” I spat at him. “You wanted me dead. This was your doing.”

Sighing in frustration, she gazed upon her subjects, feeling more alone now than she had ever felt before. "We need to go now," Calliope growled, charging the locks on Alina's mind, struggling with all of her power to break free. Realizing that she was about to lose control, the Queen told her uncle that she felt unwell and raced out of the hall. She transformed before her feet even hit the grass, and running blindly, Alina gave herself over to her wolf.

, she said calmly shutting me up. "Go and ask around who Queen of Mafia is, no one knows my fucken face because anyone who sees me dies, I have a clean record for over 200 clean assassination with no trace left. The hotel that Aladdin booked is mine, I own that place I basically have every connection in it so nothing happens in there without me knowing. I was the one who called the police to come check things out because I wanted the news to go out. I could have told them to burn their bodies but I didn't. I have everything under control Damon, and if you can't deal with the fact that I'm a fucken goddess in this kingdom them fuck off", she said and put her cigarettes back in her mouth.

How stupid can this servants be? Dev lowered her head, her body shaking with fright. She then cupped her trembling hands and blurted out the truth. “My Lord, The Queen only took a bite on the bun and suddenly collapsed. She…she would be better after a while…”She said in a shaky voice. The sweat poured out like a stream of fear, trickling down her cheeks as the throat suddenly became sparse. Dev gulped down, trying to pull herself back to her original composure. “What?!”

The voluminous curls of my mane often feel like a hindrance, a testament to my thick and curvy physique. Placing two meticulously crafted cocktails before me, she grins, her eyes widening in realization. A sheepish admission follows – she forgot her purse. Once again, I find myself left alone in a crowd, a surge of nervousness enveloping me. Sipping on my cocktail, the liquid infusion prompts a welcomed relaxation. My gaze sweeps across the vibrant expanse of the club, and amidst the pulsating lights, a pair of eyes captures my attention – the King's. A flutter of anxiety courses through me as I watch him lick his lips and discreetly instruct a guard, pointing in my direction. I try to convi