Blue Venom Strain の小説・ストーリー

They were patrolling the main paved walkways with heavy assault rifles, but they stayed strictly to the concrete. They had absolutely no idea that the beautiful, midnight-purple orchids softly brushing against the toes of their combat boots were Viper’s Breath—a highly illegal, genetically modified strain I had personally cultivated years ago. If a single delicate petal was crushed, it released a completely odorless, skin-absorbent neuro-paralytic toxin.

He said and winked at me while I was still treating him. " Don't call me jaggery!! " " Then how about a mango?? You fit your description of a mango. And I want to drown in you." he said. " Ewww... Go and rest " I said with my face absolutely red. " I swear, you look very tempting when you blush and I want to eat you... you turn red and look like a tomato, strawberry, or red apple when you blush.. so if you want I can call you anything out of these when you blush. "

I thought he seemed familiar, and a closer look at him now, I knew he was the waiter that had almost walked into me earlier, back at the gala. Thinking about it, it had seemed suspicious, but I didn’t pay much attention. “The doctor found some heavy traces of nicotine in your blood sample, Seraphina,” Lazaro continued, his tone taking an edge, as he walked over to the limp frame of the man. “It turns out this bastard here,” he threw a heavy punch in the man’s face, rousing him from his slumber, “had mixed in about a hundred and fifty milligrams of nicotine into the champagne he served you. He’d prepared it specially for you. To kill you.”

“Sebastian.” “Sebastian,” Seb smirked. “I like the way that sounds from you, Alexander.” “What? Don’t call me Alexander,” Alex laughed. “It sounds weird coming from you.” “Now that I think about it,” Seb said, moving even closer towards Alex. “Why in the world did you tell me your name was Blue? I get if you wanted to lie about your name but Blue just sounds so random so why Blue?” Feeling colour creep towards his cheek, Alex looked into Seb’s blue eyes. “It’s a secret.”

A grimace of pain on his face. I can’t heal this, why can’t I heal this? I swallowed hard, “We just have to get you to Indie, and you’ll be fine, okay?” I try to remember what Zayne said about the wolfsbane, he’ll be fine as long as we get it out right? Silver is the lethal one, wolfsbane is a plant that turns us mortal. He nods. “You should go, get help” My eyes widen “I can’t leave you here”

hell? There is white light all around her body and she is practically basking in it. The light is shimmering and I see it slowly spreading in the air. "Guys?! Come here, like right now." I shout and they are by me in a second. They gasp and inhale. "What the-" Vlad says. "Hell." Damien says. Damien takes a step ahead and black vines come out of nowhere and take a hold of his feet as soon as the light touches him.

They were the canvas for my next masterpiece. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small vial of concentrated methylene blue, a medical grade dye. In small doses, it’s harmless. In "Jean-Pierre" doses, it has a very specific side effect: it turns the consumer’s skin a delicate, sickly shade of Smurf, the blue ones. "One drop for the Prince," I whispered, my accent slipping into something vaguely resembling a Bond villain. "Two drops for the Marriage Merger. And three drops because he tried to play father to my children.”

Red Blaze stared at Ava with an amused expression on his face and laughed, "but he is dead, darling. Killed by your very own hands. Did you really think that the substance I gave you was just a simple pack of coke? I only told you that in order to get you to cooperate with me. That pack contained Scorpion's brand of coke, yes. However, it had been mixed with snake venom and other poisonous elements. As long as Black Scorpion snuffed it and took it into his system, there is no way out for him. He cannot survive it and whatever any doctor does to revive him is futile. Tears dropped from Ava's eyes as she realized how foolish she had been to trust Red Blaze. The latter laughed again and said, "

​The rooftop garden of the Neo-Global Spire was no longer a sanctuary; it was a graveyard of black glass and suffocating vines. Julian, the "Apex Protocol," was still screaming, his perfect silk suit shredded as the Black Blight, the "Void-Strain" released from the Arctic, began to consume his very DNA. ​"Ren, Maya, get back!" Leo Vane roared, his amber-etched arm vibrating with a frequency that felt like glass grinding in his veins. "The air is toxic. The Blight isn't just killing the plants; it's rewriting the atmosphere!"

said Crimson to Violet. "I took it to the precinct." They turned to find that the woman was no longer on the ground. "Crimson, look out!" Violet cried before shoving him to the side and Crimson watched while his female counterpart got blasted by a bolt of lightning that was intended for him. Her body suddenly burst into a wave of purple light. "Violet, no!" Crimson dashed to where she had been standing but there was nothing there except for the purple haze that still glowed from the aftermath of the blast.