Arsenic Blue Novels & Stories

“What in the hell are you talking about? We don’t have poisons here.” Liv could feel his anger like a living, breathing entity filling the room. “I saw Tiana putting drops in your mother’s tea. She said it was medicine and I didn’t think anything about it, to be honest. But tonight when you came into the kitchen, you startled her and she dropped this.” She held out the small bottle and waited for him to process its meaning. “Do you know what that is?” Karel stared at the bottle without saying a word. “On Earth the more common name is arsenic. It’s slow acting and nearly untraceable. It’s colorless and odorless so nobody would know they were ingesting it until too late.”

I took out the two little bottles from my pocket and set them down. Eric narrowed his eyes at the labels. "Thallium and Prussian blue," he said, furrowing his brow. "Prussian blue is a blue pigment. Isn't it used in paint?" "Yeah," I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "And it's an antidote. For thallium poisoning." "Where did you find these?" "The thallium was in the nightstand next to Genevieve's bed and the Prussian blue was in the medicine cabinet, all the way in the back."

I said, opening the boxes. "Agreed," Amy said, moving some bowls and beakers to the table. I carefully measured equal parts of each ingredient into a beaker. Since Prussian blue is a dye, the mixture was blue. I started mixing it together. "This isn't mixing well," I said as I stirred the mixture. "Maybe if we heat it?" Amy asked, concerned. I lifted an eyebrow. "It's worth a try." We placed the beaker over a Bunsen burner. Immediately, the mixture began to glow a brilliant blue, swirling within the container as it mixed on its own.

“Cerulean blue. It’s essential for the sky part of the bridge. The cobalt is too bossy.” He didn’t question her color psychology. He pulled up an art supplier website on a secondary monitor. “Manufacturer? Series?” She peered at the empty tube on his desk. “Winsor & Newton. Artists’ Watercolour. Tube size: 14 ml.” He ordered two tubes, with express delivery, and logged the transaction under a new budget code he’d created: A.K. Annex - Creative Resources. “Deficiency will be resolved in 3.2 hours,” he informed her. “Proceed with non-cerulean dependent tasks in the interim.”

Observing every loop and holes to get the real intent behind her question. "Hmmm... Wonderful...!!!" He said. "Do you mean... that... it's going to be just the last time we're going to be together...?" Somira asked, looking so downcasted. Attending to them, a bar attendant came over to meet them with his oval-shaped tray, and on it were the glasses of drinks which the couple seated behind them ordered for. This time, it was a male personnel. He was looking so handsome and dashing in his sky blue coloured shirt, and a pair of black trousers... well tucked in... with his designers' belt neatly placed in packaging. His hair was obviously black, with a little at one end, tinted in yellowish gold

Daiji continued, introducing the pair of Kitsune flanking them with a jerk of his head in each of their directions. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, girl. Get any angrier and you’ll be as crimson as my nails,” Navin spoke…and wiggled her fucking fingers in my face. “I got them done just before we left to come here. I wanted yellow, but I figured Soaré would be wearing the color.”

I said, opening the boxes. “Agreed,” Amy said, moving some bowls and beakers to the table. I carefully measured equal parts of each ingredient into a beaker. Since Prussian blue is a dye, the mixture was blue. I started mixing it together. “This isn’t mixing well,” I said as I stirred the mixture. “Maybe if we heat it?” Amy asked, concerned. I lifted an eyebrow. “It’s worth a try.” We placed the beaker over a Bunsen burner. Immediately, the mixture began to glow a brilliant blue, swirling within the container as it mixed on its own.

I adored him in every kind of suit, but, for some reason, his sexiness reached a whole new level when he wore any shade of blue. "Blue." Voicing that one word again filled my whole body with strange agitation. "Oh, that's perfect!" Veronica exclaimed, clasping her hands together. "We have a perfect design for decorations with light-blue and—" "No. " I shook my head with confidence. "It cannot be light-blue. The shade must be darker, like cobalt blue, navy blue, or... indigo blue. "

I will make the Greek gods jealous that such beauty who talked about their appearance is snatched from them, quivering under the intensity of a mortal It was almost time for the event and I, for the first time since 3 AM, laid eyes on my Chocolate. She had this beautiful blue satin silk gown on. It had a very provocative layout. It was a sleeveless dress. It showed off her cleavage, the waist was defined, and her hips looked precise. She did represent "Everything Blue." Electrifying, radiant, and provocative. She showed me how much of a weakling she can make me. My eyes went dark. Dark from hunger, need, and jealousy.

El stifled a groan and turned to Lucas, who looked utterly mortified. "Right, back to class, folks!" The Principle shuffled his chair back as he stood, vaguely gesturing with one arm. They filed out of the office into the main hallway, where the magnolia paint was peeling off the walls in places, revealing a pale green underneath. "Psychiatric green", El had once told her, thought to be a calming colour. Lucas took off down the hall, slamming a locker door as he went. "Well, that's just great," El grumbled.