Skyrim Poisoned Apple Novels & Stories

Or was it where the door to the hidden room was? Then came the scent. Alcohol. The sharp, sour scent clung like a second skin. Alpha Callister Haemont walked in, barefoot, his shirt half-buttoned, hair a dark mess as though sleep and whiskey had twisted through it. His eyes were glassy. Red-rimmed and still sharp enough to slice the air around him. The Elders turned with identical expressions of disdain and as though accusing her. “So,” one said, “the new Alpha celebrates his rise by drowning himself in liquor.”

Jet black feathers adorned him and they all shimmered gallantly under the sun, making Hanji feel lucky and proud of Rai. Patting his neck, he quickly sat on it's back, ignoring the sharp pain he felt on his pelvis. "Let's go Rai. Let's go find Grandfather's apprentice." ❇❇❇ The red ruby was flaring. It was glowing brightly in his pockets and was emitting heat that almost burnt his right hand when he attempted to touch it. It was a charm given by his magician friend that lives in the Pacific. It warns the holder from malicious intent and desires. This ruby had saved him from a couple of scammers and troubles, but it never was this coruscant before. It would only glow a bit, like a pulse of re

I asked her to feed Lyra with something that would light her up and ease the achings. She listed and I settled on pancakes knowing she'd love them. "Make sure she eats it all up" I ordered, slipping my phone out from the pocket as a notification popped out. It was a message from Damien asking about my whereabouts. I let out a growl putting that phone back in place. "Would you have anything, Alpha?" She asked. I shake my head in response, "No thank you, I'm running late already" I turn my shoe and begin heading out of the kitchen but pause by the door as something I wanted to make mention of as well slipped off my mind.

I gave them a polite nod as they started towards the door. "What's that smell?" I wrinkled my nose in disgust when Addison opened the potion she held. Ian paused by the door and glanced back at us with raised eyebrows. "Jace's medicine dummy." Selva recoiled and whimpered at the pungent smell of the potion. What's wrong? The healing herb has been tainted with a poison that can kill a regular wolf within hours. "I'm sorry, babe but I can't let you take that." I grimaced. "Who do you think you are to decide that?" She scowled.

Then he gives it a big bite and places it again in my hand. “How do you know if it hasn’t been poisoned?” I ask with a smirk and he chews the apple all the more and swallows it. “I’m an Alpha and I can’t be killed by mere poison, besides, you wouldn’t dare to do a thing like that. You don’t have the courage to harm your own mate, do you?” He asks with a wicked smile as he takes the apple from my hand. “I’ll keep this, go get another one for yourself” Then he walks away. I just stand glued to the spot and totally dumbfounded. What just happened?

How do you know that? Dave laughed evilly and said, "Of course, I know. You are poisoned by the Mandala Mind Catching Fruit." 'Mandala Mind Catching Fruit?' Her exquisite face looked curious; she was shocked. 'What the hell is that? I've never heard of that.' Dave went to the vine wall and picked another fruit. He said, "This is the Mandala Mind Catching Fruit. You will lose consciousness by eating or inhaling the poison in the fruit. What do you think? Very unexpected, right?"

The emperor had awarded him a set of the finest armor in Rome as a gift for Trix's rescue. There were stacks of scrolls on Hector's table as well as jars containing even more. Trix sat on the chair while Hector sat on the floor. They learned that Thorn Apple had been used through out the ages but was uncommon due to the fact that many of those that ingested the poison did not die.

And now that we can track her scent, we can reclaim her. Apple’s scent is stronger within the disheveled back of the van. They had her in this van. Singed ropes litter the floor and next to that is a silver knife. Silver. The bastard tried to poison my mate. “Apple,” the human male groans as he slowly wakes. “Apple?”

He could not feel any pain now; his lungs have gathered all the sensations left in his body, turning into a burning ball of desire to draw breath. "I am getting rid of you! You and your stupid oracle and his cursed works!" "How?" he heard a coarse whisper escape his mouth. For a moment, the muscles of his body relaxed and he gratefully inhaled, managing to move his fingers of the right arm. "How?" he repeated. "The plums were poisoned!" she exclaimed and laughed like a madwoman. "Half of each fruit was poisoned and I took great care to mark the deadly side and make sure that I bit off the clean part!"

He recalled that he met his sister in the bush and it wasn't an illusion of him…she had needed an anti poison leaf for her kids and he needed to help her get it. He stared at Alpha Hayden and sat up. "Anti poison leaf." "What do you mean? I should yell at you for disobeying me." Alpha Hayden blurted in anger. Axel licked his lips. "Do that later, but can I get the anti poison leaf from you?" "What are you doing with that?" "I think I ate a poisoned fruit on the ground before I got shot by the arrow. Please help me with the leaf." Axel pleaded. On hearing that, Alpha Hayden adjusted. "You ate a poisoned fruit? Look, one of the messengers will leave with me and return with the leaf, make sure