White T Poison Novels & Stories

“But that's not what makes it painful.” “So what does then? Because what you just told me sounds like it's going to tear my skin off my bones.” I finally plopped down on my bed. “The whip comprises of pure silver, and it is kept in a case filled with water soaked in wolfsbane, also known as aconite, which is poisonous to us werewolves.” “This is madness!” I yelped. “What am I going to do, Taurus?”

I traced the black veins that were slowly fading. "And this," I whispered. "The poison." I kissed his stomach. I licked the skin right over his navel. Kael’s hips bucked off the dirt floor. "You shouldn't," he warned. "I am toxic." "I am immune," I said. "I am the White Wolf. Your poison is my nectar." I moved lower. He was semi-hard. Even in his pain, even in his exhaustion, his body responded to me. It was a testament to his obsession. He could be dying and he would still want me.

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”

Enthusiasm and courage are the words Nolan uses to describe Windy. Nolan smiled and nodded, "Then I'll hunt in the northeast." The two split up and ran in the chosen direction. But they never expected Ezra's enemies to have entered the forest long ago. The leader of the assassin group is a Wolf with a pretty special fur. It has a reddish brown coat that is different from the rest of the species. Next to it was a wolf with jet-black fur similar to Ezra. But if you look closely, you will see the difference between the two.

His eyes were red and only configured a blurred image to the receptors. “Maybe it’s still nighttime.” Mark slater comforted himself. The door closes back. “Why do you leave me alone, wretched on a table? I still need you! Maybe offer me a woman’s sweet second chance.” Mark Slater felt as if he had lost the most precious thing he ever won. The hurtful feeling tormented his heart. The woman’s sweet poison had anchored and spread through his veins. The love poison. He nearly wept.

"Noble lady, your timing is impeccable. I'm brewing an ancient poison called the Soul-Scorching Draught. All I needed was a highly magical white rabbit as the catalyst!" "Once dropped in, she won't die quickly. Oh, no. She will slowly absorb the venom of a hundred other toxic creatures in this boiling acid. She will feel her bones burning inch by inch, her flesh rotting away. She will suffer in total clarity for seven days and seven nights before melting completely into blood, merging perfectly with the potion!" Hearing this, the white rabbit trembled violently in my grip. She understood. She desperately wanted to escape this living hell. Right then, my comm-crystal lit up.

She glances at her friends and gives them a look. “Oh yes of course Luna,” They rush to chime in. I lean back in my chair and sip my tea slowly. “I just would love to know though. Where on earth did you get the ingredients to create that poison? I mean of course the mint, earl gray and wolfsbane are a given.” I set my cup down and lean forward, “But where on earth did you manage to get the white birch leaf. It’s extremely rare and nearly impossible to get a hold of due to its deadly properties when combined with various other ingredients.”

Tari urged, making Ebiere chuckle. "If I could, I would have done it before you woke up," Ebiere said. "Aren't you the herbalist? Use your fucking herbs and take this pain away," Tari spat, frowning; with gritted teeth, the more she talked, the more the pain doubled. "You are smart yet dumb. I might be the herbalist here at Veinhill, but every weapon Frost uses has a special poison made by him. And only he has the antidote to his poison; the whip he used is his special punishment tool," Ebiere explained.

I was filled with the urge to scream, but I couldn't; the wind kept slapping me shut. After 2 minutes of turbulent speed, he finally came to a halt. I came crashing down almost immediately, my stomach churning from the insane air I had been putting up during the ride in his arms. "So, Vamparina, do you know where we are?" He questioned. I raised my head a bit, staring at the big mountain, which had come crumbling like it had been struck by a meteor. "Dark skies, dewy sands, that's the Gerly Mountain. How did it crumble?"

she states. " As you are aware, each white wolf has special abilities. There are four key powers that are very powerful, they are the elements of nature. These elements are Earth, Fire, Water, and Air. ” She explained it to us. “Very rare white wolves possess the main four powers of the elements. However, you both seem to possess more than one power of the elements. ” She proclaims. "But we don't even know what type of powers we possess, "I pointed out.