A Touch Of Poison Novels & Stories

“Tell me more.” My eyes gleam with mischief as I start off. “I know this poison combo; it’s tasteless, odorless, and undetectable. No matter how many tests, it will never show in the tests; it will be as if the person has a mysterious disease. Oh, and it’s very fast, knocks the person out in less than twenty seconds.” I don’t know if it’s because I know a lot about poisons, but I think it’s the best. “How do we get such poison?”

After being hated by so many people for so long, Tasha’s sudden kindness felt like a warm blanket. "Thank you, Tasha," Gina whispered, leaning into her support. "Of course, sweetie. I’m your friend now," Tasha whispered back, a beautiful, sweet smile on her face. But as Tasha reached into her medical bag to pull out a flask of warm herbal tea, her green eyes flashed with a cold, venomous cruelty. She unscrewed the top and handed it to Gina. Deep inside the tea was a rare, odorless poison designed to slowly eat away a wolf's magic and life force from the inside out.

It started as a whisper in my head… Hurt him. I’d flinch every time it came, like someone had poured ice water down my spine. The first time it happened, I was in the kitchen, preparing his favorite tea. I was humming, smiling even. Then suddenly, the words, ‘Pour the poison.’ The thought struck like lightning, cold and sharp. My hand trembled as I reached for the cup. And just beside it sat a little vial one of the healers had forgotten to return. A bitterroot concentrate. Harmless in small doses, deadly in a full one. My hand moved on its own.

One sip from it, make her start coughing loudly. “What the fuck is that?” she asked with a teary eye. “I call it life, it has a way of messing up if you don't take it easy, but it a great relaxing therapy once you understand its tactics,” I said pushing the hit back to her lips, she inhaled it, gently this time and didn't cough or have any discomfort. “That's my girl, now tell me why you think Ghost killed your parents,” I said while sipping from whiskey, the burnt sensation from the back of my throat mixed with the hit was making me feel light-headed. I gave her the remaining hit which she was sipping bit by bit.

After the cult lady was executed, Mufasa was called upon to examine Wayne and note what the poison could be. Mufasa checked the vial and the coffee mug , and examined Wayne too. “It's called Touch-me-not. A very lethal poison that is effective only within the first five minutes it's exposed from its vial. But it doesn't affect or cause any harm until the second portion of it is also taken. Then, the two would combine and cause havoc within the body of the recipient. Whomever planned this poisoning doesn't want to kill you immediately. But if the second dose enters the blood, there is no known antidote to save that person.”

He smirks, tracing his thumb along my lips. I shudder when his smooth palm makes contact with my thigh, sliding up. "W….what are you doing?" My lips tremble as the question slips out. The way my skin burns at his touch is strange and the burning sensation that feels within me causes more confusion. Why am I vulnerable to his touch? "I can smell the rejection all over you." He sniffs as he kisses my nape and a moan leaves my mouth before I can control it. The heat intensifies and my wolf's thuds are relentless.

I was their protector, the one they were bound to listen to. But this poison wasn't anywhere being obedient. Compared to Aragon's power and strength, this toxic Ricin seemed powerful enough to let his body go numb. It was prepared using dark magic. And there had to be a human behind all these. Seeing him in that state was my weakness. But after the rejection, I thought everything ended between us. Much to my surprise, sparks were still alive. The moment I touched his forehead, I could absorb that Ricin. He wasn't dead, lying there like a vegetable. The world of poison got simulated, and it was connected to him. The worse he got, the worse my world started tearing apart. Keeping it safe was m

A metal scent mixed with some kind of chemical ingredient. The arrow was poisoned.

"I understand you've been asking questions about an old family matter that isn't yours to inherit. I thought you should hear, directly from me, exactly how that kind of curiosity tends to end." The line went silent for one long, unbearable second, followed by the distant, unmistakable sound of a single gunshot echoing faintly across open water.

Happiness those cruel men deprived him of. Aurelio didn't know when a drop of tear fell from his eyes as he thought of all that. "What do you mean by the poison is out of stock!" Aurelio paused when he heard those word. He silently stood up. "Poison is something that doesn't sell much in the market so it's rare to find" The old woman said on the phone. "What! Can't I have at least one bottle tomorrow, I used up all the stuff thinking it'll kill them both but only that dumb girl fell into my trap" Ruby said on the phone