Novel & Cerita Quotes About Poison Ivy

"Don't touch it" My hand falls at my sides, a little stunned at the brunt of his tone against me. "It's poisoned" "Poisoned?!" "Yes" He finally explains as he stands a above me and I hop backwards at once. Grayson moves to sniff it before regarding the small instrument keenly. "It's laced with poision ivy and something else that I'm not sure of yet" Mother trucker. I didn't even hear the damn thing coming and hadn't Grayon pulled me out of the way, if I had been on my own, by the time I'd realise what was happening it wouldn have been too late.

“Love is not a poison Robin!” Ivana called out behind me and I turned around to look at her. This was the first person who had said what I thought about love out loud like this. “What do you know about love?” I asked her, my brows were raised, she was saying what I have believed for years was not true. “Love can never be poisonous!” She barked as more tears streamed down her eyes and I was shocked, it was as if she said that to make the things that had clouded it for years vanish.

I asked as I shifted to her slightly, narrowing my brows. She scoffed. "Mind your business.” “What was that?” I ask again, trailing my gaze to her clutched hand. “It’s none of your—" I lunged forward and grabbed her wrist. Prying her fingers open as she struggled. A tiny glass bottle slipped out of her hands and clinked against the cave floor. I bent and picked it up and gasped. “Poison ivy,” I peered at her. "This is poison ivy.” Morgana blinked, stunned. “That’s impossible. Poison Ivy was destroyed a thousand years ago.”

"The Randle family has become the latest victim of poison ivy. How would you explain Randle Bottlers Inc's poisoning incident? They have been attacked twice already." While wearing unremarkable expressions, all Petrov men and Lia sigh internally at the misinformation. "Poison Ivy do not exist. All poisoning incidents around the country are the result of common poison that may be found in any laboratory. It has nothing exceptional about it" Lia stepped forward and stand beside Samuel.

“She made me go around and find a straw with the right bend for her juice cup. Said the normal ones made her lips look flat on camera. Like, is that even a thing?” Olivia covered her face, groaning. “That’s insane.” I shoved another fistful of popcorn into my mouth, not even offering them the bowl. “Insane is an understatement.” Ivy crossed her legs, her expression turning sly. “You said she’s allergic to berries, right?” I raised an eyebrow. “Yeah… why?” Her grin spread slowly. “Why don’t you put something in her juice? Maybe… I don’t know… toss a few blueberries into her precious green juice and watch her make a scene.”

“Took a fall while gathering herbs. There’s a ball in two days I need to attend. I’ll be needing some poison ivy vine—enough to bring the swelling down quickly.” He was already moving, rummaging through the crates behind his stall with a haste that sent dried herbs scattering. “Poison ivy vine, poison ivy vine… I know I have it here somewhere… Ah!” He emerged triumphantly, a small bundle wrapped in brown paper clutched in his hands. “Here we are. Freshly dried, potent as they come.” He pressed it into my hands, but when I reached for my coin purse, he waved me off with an impatient gesture.

“Good.” Ivy frowned. “Good?” “Yes. I'd be worried if you were smiling through every single day like some long-distance relationship advertisement.” That made Ivy laugh. “I just don't want to turn every difficult feeling into a crisis.” “Then don't.” “That's your advice?” “Yes. Revolutionary, I know.” Ivy shook her head. “You're ridiculous.” “Still correct.” They kept walking. After a moment, Ivy said, “The weirdest part isn't even the big stuff. It's the small things.”

Some were ridiculous. Then it got to us. Ivy’s turn. She straightened her spine. “I talk to my plants. I name them and talk to them. Out loud. Like, conversations.” The group aww’d. I just smirked. “Do the plants talk back?” “Only when I’ve had wine.” Laughter rippled around the circle. Then all eyes turned to me. I should’ve played it safe. Should’ve said I used to steal candy bars as a kid or that I’m afraid of clowns. Something harmless.

“Come on, Bri, don't be so sensitive. I'm just saying, Andrei seems to really love you, and your parents…well, they're MY parents, too. Now, I'm not saying you should forgive and forget or anything. But at least consider hearing Andrei out before jet-setting off to… Somewhere for your family vacation. Besides, I don't wanna get left out in the cold here. I mean, I've been pretty much your adopted sister since kindergarten.” A wicked glint appears in Ivy's eye as she breaks into a smile, “So, what's it gonna be? you gonna give Cheating Casanova a platform to plead his case? Or are you gonna pull a T-Swift and just shake it off, shake it off, shake it off, shake it off?” She wiggles her eyebro

She wanted to crawl to Quinn but Elder John and Samuel watched her curiously. “What’s the matter, Ivy, what happened to show me what you’re made of?” Elder John taunted. “Leave her be!” Quinn growled, getting to his feet. The poison was getting to him, but he had to show John he wasn’t weak. “Stay down dog!” John growled kicking him in the face. “The more you fight the poison the longer it takes to kill you. You might as well just lay there and let it work its magic.” Ivy tried getting to her feet, but she was too weak. She was able to get to her knees.