Bleeding Heart Poison Novels & Stories

She screamed. But, it was too late. The syringe and poison bottle had already fallen to the ground. Brielle quickly picked it up but as soon a she read what was written on the bottle, her hands rose to cover her mouth out of shock. “Oh my God!” She gasped. In her hand was Neuroxine-9, a deadly poison. It was colorless and easily mixed with IV fluids, making it hard to detect. If given to a patient, it could cause a gradual shutdown of the nervous system, leading to brain death while the body appears stable at first.

She typed in a few keys and a chemical compound of the poison displayed on the screen. “What you are seeing in the dragon blood is called Batrachotxin, it attacks the muscle cells by binding itself to sodium channels of the body which causes muscle contraction, paralysis and heart failure. Whoever has this in their blood should be dead.” Sarah stated. “Lady Long must be really strong if she is enduring all those things.” Emma murmured. “That is not the worst part,” Sarah replied. “Great, more bad news,” Steve said while Marcus just watched everything. “There is no cure.”

Now, seeing the vivid red blood slowly change color under the reagent confirmed it—there was no hiding from this test. Brad, standing nearby, watched the process. As the blood changed, he gave Amanda a long, thoughtful look. Benjamin’s expression grew darker by the second. The evidence was clear—his son had been poisoned. Amanda looked at Benjamin and said calmly, “He’s been poisoned. It’s a white plant-based toxin. If the white fluid from the root is mixed into food or water, it causes insomnia at first. If it continues for over a month, it leads to permanent blindness.”

he rushes out. “Yes dad, it’s safe here. What’s wrong?” I ask. “I got your note,” his voice trembles and my blood runs cold. “You were right, love. That combination of those tealeaves. They created a poison called nightlight that in strong doses is fatal within minutes but in small doses can drag out for years. Making the victim extremely sick. Now please tell me you haven’t been drinking this.” His voice is thick with fear.

I said, giving the empty bowl back to Melanie. "Wonderful," Rhoda exclaimed. "I should check your wound though. It's poisoned." "Poisoned?" I couldn't believe my ears. I'd spent less than a day here and I'd already been poisoned? "Yes," Rhoda confirmed. "The arrow that hurt you had skelp poison. It slowly enters your bloodstream then stops your heart from beating. A few more hours with that poison in your system and you'd be dead by now." I was speechless. Rhoda sat on the bed and expertly took off the bandage around my stomach, revealing the leaves underneath. I was about to ask about them but she answered before I could.

I press the tip to my nose and inhale. A sweet, metallic scent cuts through the smell of silver and iron. "Poison," I whisper. My voice cracks. Mitchell looks up from her chest, his human face pale as ashes. "What is it?" "Wolfsbane distillate mixed with nightshade," I say, my fingers crushing the wooden shaft until it splinters. "It is inside her bloodstream. The tissue healed, but the poison is already in the valves." Betty's chest hitches once. A thin trickle of black blood escapes the corner of her mouth.

His expression darkened into something lethal. "The bullet missed her heart," he murmured. Matteo, stepping onto the dock with his weapon raised, looked visibly relieved. "Then she can make it." "But..." Lorenzo continued, his voice dropping an octave, "...the round was poisoned." Gabriel froze mid-stride. "What?" Lorenzo pointed to the unnatural, dark purplish stain rapidly spreading outward from the wound, necrotizing the surrounding tissue. "Cyanide compound. It's already in her bloodstream. It will stop her heart within minutes."

"You're not suffering from any medical condition. This poison has been slowly weakening and killing your internal power. From what I know, this poison was mainly used to weaken a person's wolf, and a high dosage of it can kill a wolf." "The medicines you said you've been using to control your panic attack weren't helping out in any way. It contains a high dosage of stimulants that increase your heart rate, blood pressure, and breathing. And if care is not taken, your heartbeat might escalate so high, it will eventually stop. And you know how lethal that is." By the time the physician was done, I could no longer feel my entire being. No, no, no, no, this isn't true. Someone tell me... Tell me

“Let’s leave her. The guards would be here soonest she won’t go scot free. She’s not dead but unconscious.” He gathered me in his arms in a bridal style and the next thing I lost my bearing again. _________________________ (Four days later) A room dimly lit, the walls covered in antlers. There I laid healing from the poison Tabitha fed into my system. It was discovered to be Nzan; a slow heart killer that stops the heart in the second day of ingestion. First it makes your body cold and you fall unconscious and next you are back with no trace of what has happened till two days later and a stony feeling erupts in your chest. It freezes the heart into stone.

"But recently... someone new began sending messengers. They were demanding a specific plant. A poisonous one. *Aconitum ferox*, but a concentrated strain that only grows in our high meadows." I felt the blood drain from my face. "And you gave it to them?" "No!" she cried out, her body jolting. "Our elders, the healers... they refused. They knew what it could be used for. It’s a slow-acting neurotoxin for our kind. It’s meant to paralyze the heart. When we refused, people started dying. Not from the poison, but from the shadows. Then they came for the rest of us." I looked at Eliott, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Eliott, the celebration. The way the guards collapsed, the way the sympto