A Touch Of Poison Novels & Stories

Weak. Breathing heavily. I dropped to one knee. My breaths became uneven. Only then did I feel something crawling upward from the wound on my arm. The strange sensation slowly spread toward my chest… My heart… Then realization struck me. Poison. I had been poisoned. Yet instead of resisting it… I simply allowed it to spread. A voice suddenly whispered beside my ear. “It’s your fault she’s dead.” “You couldn’t even protect your own mother.” “You deserve to die for your negligence.”

And I will use that to my advantage! I clenched the table feeling the unexplainable excitement I felt and with everything in my grasp, I'll finally show the world what I am capable of! "The potion is ready, you can have it," He walked into the room and handed a black bottle to me. "You don't have to worry about getting caught. The poison is just like water, trace, colourless and odourless. Even the strongest of beings won't be able to sniff a thing when it's placed inside the target's food. So you are safe,"he explained.

she said, a settling smile spread across her lips. The man took the drug from her, his fingers brushing the glass. "This is the final race, isn't it?" he asked. "This isn’t an ordinary drug, Mr. Joseph," she replied, her eyes tracking the movement of the vial. "This is the most dangerous poison a person can have, and it kills instantly without seconds. This is my latest discovery. A poison with no anti-to-cure." She leaned in closer, her voice a conspiratorial hiss. "And once he drinks this poison, his entire body will stop functioning.

he glanced at John. "What do you mean by poison?" Terror overtook her face. She hugged herself and fluttered her lashes, fighting the urge to cry. "Yes, the bullet was laced with a strong poison… nothing like like we have seen around here. We are still studying it while keeping him liberated and slowing down his heartbeat so the poison doesn't spread to the rest of his body," he pressed his lips together. "You have to do everything you can to keep him alive. If he dies, you all go to jail because I brought him here alive," she growled, panting and pacing by the bed.

I don't want to take advantage of a sick person but I also can't let her sleep wet. I sighed a few times before closing my eyes because I had no choice but to do that. Gradually I took off her clothes while not looking at her. As I continued to undress Hailey I deliberately touched her chest which surprised me. I'm not innocent because some women have also been through my life and especially in bed but I don't expect this to happen in this situation. I admit that Hailey is a goddess! Beautiful, white, slender, and sexy. And when I thought like that I suddenly felt heat in my body so quickly when I finished dressing here. I didn't hesitate to change the one below her because I might not be ab

"Shadowthorn essence is a dark poison derived from the thorns of the nightshade plant. They cause terrifying hallucinations, leading to paralysis." "While Whisperwind Venom is harvested from the elusive Whisperwind spiders dwelling in the ethereal forests, this poison imbues one's mind with haunting whispers and illusions, driving them to the brink of madness." "These poisons are not easily found. They are only in Kingdom Solstice." As tears streaked down my cheeks, I struggled to make sense of Dr. Halt's words. My shoulders sagged under the weight of the brutal revelation, and my eyes widened in shock. Frantically, I scanned the room, desperate for answers that slipped through my fingers li

I whisper looking at him. I breathe heavily as he hovers over me. My heart beats frantically against my chest as he tears my shirt along with the bra, exposing me completely to him. He takes his sweet time and teasingly removes his fingers from me. I feel empty and disappointed the moment his touch leaves me.

I could see the white mist of my own breath. The Silverthorn Toxin had reached my lungs. I could hear the distant sounds of gunfire and explosions, one wave after another. The sound of Fenris's empire collapsing. The sound of his people dying. The price he was paying for his revenge. And I was part of that price. I lay on the bed, feeling the final surge of the Silverthorn Toxin. It was like a million ants crawling through my veins, gnawing at every nerve. A web of silver veins spread beneath my skin, a grotesque, final tattoo.

"This is our home! Selene isn't back yet, so I won't let you do this to our home! Tell me—where did she go? Tell me!" Seeing how frantic he was, the lawyer sighed and said, "Ms. Adkins left a message for you. She said, 'With my heart long dead, where does love belong? A heart that has been shattered can never be pieced back together—just like how a past flame cannot be rekindled.' "So… Mr. Langley, you should let go." Jacob felt as if a hole had been carved into his chest, the cold air stabbing at his lungs with unbearable pain. A wave of dizziness hit him just then, sending a shiver down his spine.

Everyone folded eventually. Money always whispered loud enough. And if it didn’t yet again? Power screamed. But none of that explained why I was still thinking about her and how much the whiskey I’ve consumed couldn't erase the thought of that witch. I closed the laptop. The city below glittered like a live wire, vibrating with potential and poison. And somewhere out there, a girl was holding a check signed with my name—debating whether or not to sell her soul. There was nothing to sell but it was enough to let my prey off. She just happened to be innocent in whatever game that occurred out of the blue.