She-poison-but-tasty Novels & Stories

And the secret I was carrying felt heavier with every passing second. Dinner ended, and Mom rushed to give us both tight hugs, reminding the both of us about the wedding preparations all over again. Selene promised to help, and so did I, mine sounding half-hearted even to my own ears. In the car again, the blurred city lights, Selene leaning her head against the window. Drove on in comfortable silence for a while until she suddenly broke it. "Let us play a game of get to know each other...but with a twist... you get to know me because I know everything about you...thanks to mother and Wikipedia." Selene quipped.

I hadn't even replied as she dipped her fork in my Reuben sandwich, and stab the tasty bits then pass her sexy lips and moaned, as she praises the deliciousness of the fattening meat and cheese goodness. "Oh my, I could be dead right now and die happily after tasting that. The grease, the meat, and that forbidden fat. It will go to my belly lining for sure. But right now I don't freaking care. You're a bad influence here Gary!" She said seriously but took another stabbed at my sandwich making me laugh. Then her food arrived, and she let out her sexy moan making me instantly hard. Damn!

‘H-he love me’ Asher whispers A mocking laugh echoes beside his ears followed by a taunting ‘Tsk tsk, you poor thing’ ‘Stop dreaming,’ said the leader, ‘Now shall we have some fun?’ The grips loosen, Asher took the shot to hit but he was too clumsy and weak to even try. The man easily caught his hand, twisted it behind his back and tackled him to the ground. ‘Now taste the real deal bitch’ said the man as he unbuckle his belt ‘N-no’ Asher struggle, he can’t stay still and accept this ‘P-pleas-e n-no’ ‘J-jay, h-help me Jay’ sound Asher with all his voice and strength

My tycoon husband was a charmer. But I never worried about it. Not when I still remembered throwing myself in front of a car to save him, losing both my legs in the process. Sebastian Walker had promised he would love me for the rest of his life, even if I could never give him a child of my own. When I was rushed into the hospital after the accident, the doctor said my spine couldn't handle the weight of a pregnancy. If I ever got pregnant, my back would break. So Sebastian made the call himself. He cut back on how often we were intimate, and he even set aside his pride as a man to get a vasectomy. Everyone said I was the one thing that mattered most in Sebastian's life. I believed it t

P-“Ru, it’s special juice, my Village priest told it whoever drinks this, they will get a lot of stamina, so I made Shakthi drink” T-“Is it potato, give it to me also, but wait does it taste bad, look at his face it looks as if he S-“Brother, shut up, what the hell was it pinky” P-“It’s goat’s pee” Everyone-“What the Fuck” Shivay-“Fhat the Wuck” Shakthi ran out from there to wash his mouth, others burst out laughing J-“Tej, you were so excited to drink, Pinky give it to him”

Brittany walks toward her dresser and pulls out a wooden box from one of the drawers and places it carefully on the vanity. The box looks just like the black one she gave me. Brittany opens the box. Inside are red perfume bottles. Dozens of them. They are identical to the poison bottles she gave me. I stare at them, confused and horrified all at once. “What...” My voice comes out faint. “What is this?” Brittany smirks. “These, are the stronger poisons.” She picks up one of the bottles delicately. The red liquid inside swooshes with the movement.

It’s on me. A slow shiver rolls down my spine, an awareness so deep it roots itself into my bones. Heat prickles at the back of my neck, and I shift in my seat, bringing the glass to my lips in a feigned attempt at nonchalance. The liquid burns down my throat, bitter and sharp, but oddly satisfying. “Another,” I murmur to the bartender, my voice barely above a whisper. My gaze flickers up, just for a second, and there he is—Leonardo. Dark, consuming, unreadable. Like the drink in my hand, he is potent and bitter, an acquired taste that lingers far too long. But still… still, I crave another.

" Just as I finished speaking, we heard footsteps. Jessy burst into the room, eyes wide as she saw the mess. She rushed toward Wayne, trying to help him up. "Wayne! Are you okay? Did that vicious woman hurt you?" Wayne swung with all his might, slapping her squarely across the face. Jessy's cheek swelled instantly, and tears streamed down her face. "What was that for?! "They must've poisoned your mind. I knew it—your mom never liked me, she's always wanted to get rid of me. "Wayne, you're the only one who ever cared about me." Wayne stood up and kicked her right in the face.

"It's all your fault for screeching like a slaughtered pig and ruining the mood." He then turned to Ruby, his tone instantly softening while saying, "I've had your favorite jewelry sets prepared for you as a way to make amends, Ruby." Ruby snuggled bashfully into Justin's embrace, her eyes filled with spite as she glanced at me. "I've heard that nothing enchants the human heart quite like a mermaid's voice. You'd better watch out, Justin, lest her song completely captivate your soul." Justin's face instantly hardened. He signaled the bodyguards to pin me down, completely ignoring my frantic struggles. He used his hands to roughly pry my mouth open and poured a bowl of scalding hot soup down

“One, two, three, four…” Twice now. Why were there only six? The doctor was still explaining, “She ate a poisonous mushroom. Her stomach’s been pumped, but her brain will be foggy for a while. Whatever she says, just go along with it.” He left. Wendy Gold—the real one—leaned in. “Honey, what are you doing? Are you feeling okay?” I glanced at her. She really was beautiful. No wonder the heir chose me for looking sixty percent like her.