Can Bleeding Hearts Kill You の小説・ストーリー

Finally, she had gotten her fame back and that woman showed up demanding the informal contract they had made in the fall, but the woman didn't want the bastard to stay in her garden any longer to scare people, so she hatched a plan. Hyacinth took one of the black flowers from the woman's hair and entered the temple, asking some other women in the forest, she discovered that that flower was a black hellebore, a remedy that like any other became a poison. An illusionist poison, used by the ancient Greeks. A smile appeared on Hyacinth's face, she put away the flower and contacted Death, who laughed at the forest woman when she learned of the wretch's story. Hellebore was such a strong evil that

Breaking up with me at my lowest wasn't enough, he'd stoop so low to connive with these men to kill me. He broke my heart in the cruelest way ever. I was never going to forgive him for this. What was I even saying? He already won this, my life was going to end in the next few seconds. "Don't worry, we've decided to make your death different from your mother's," he said, withdrawing his phone. The second guy came forward and pointed his pistol at my forehead. "One move from you and you're dead meat," he warned.

Her eyes were no longer pitch black but white like they were before we came in. Hayden helped her to the living room and sat her in the chair there, then I grabbed her water from the fridge. I did not know what she loved to drink, but after all that running, I would assume that she would need water. "Here," I said, and I handed her the water. "Thank you," she said, taking the water from me. After taking a sip, she kept it beside her. " "The poison is nothing serious. It is just the foxglove plant that causes heart attacks. I came with a lot of treatment, and its antidote is there too. We just have to give them the antidote and they will be fine."

Literally and figuratively. Not many things can heal a wound to a vampire's heart. Despite it being fucking useless just sitting there in our chests, not pumping blood, it's still a fatal shot to hit it. That, along with ripping our heads clean from our bodies or burning us, are the only ways to kill us. Stab us in the kidneys or liver, and we heal within the hour, but the heart or the head? Done deal. And her mark healed a wound to my heart; a dagger plunged directly into the center of my useless heart. I met death; I felt its ice-cold caress over my body, and it didn't feel much different from her power flooding into me from her mark.

AUTHOR’S POV: - Sakshi approached them and crouched near the boy. The boy was not able to breathe properly. His pulse rate was going down and breathe rate was also falling. She called out for the ward boys and ordered them to carry the boy directly to the operation theatre. And she started to operate on him. She knew that she has wrath of certain someone to face but right now the only thing that clouded her mind was just the life of the boy who was lying in front of her.

They knew she was different. Her parents, Bryan and Mikela thought she was leaving for school earlier than usual. However, not being ones to pry much into her life they chose to overlook it. ‘She must be going early to study up on her lectures, at least she isn’t getting herself into trouble like usual,’ They thought. “Hah.. I have everything I need.” She walks to the nearby cemetery and sets her materials down on the ground. Sheep’s blood, Dead mouse, Hyoscyamus Niger, Tamarindicus indica , Deadly Nightshade and last but not least, Human blood.

“And she didn’t finish it?” “Yeah,” I said, irritation flaring. “She’s a raging bitch. Why does it matter?” The look that crossed Arthur’s face wiped the annoyance right out of me. Real concern. Kaelyn’s jaw tightened. “Because,” he said, his voice dropping, something dark threading through it, “vampire venom doesn’t just sit there. If it’s not neutralized properly…” He didn’t finish the sentence straight away. Didn’t need to, Arthur did. “If she didn’t give you the counter for it,” he said, his eyes locked on mine now, “your heart won’t be able to handle it.”

Wolfsbane. She had read about it but had never seen it before in real life. It was beautiful and Gwen knew that it was deadly. If it was ingested it could cause some real damage to that person. There was a book that her parents had in their library that she read about it and how it affected the body. Apparently, it had the ability to slow someone's heart rate and it could also stop the heart. It was a very frequent way people were assassinated and the longer Gwen stared at the flower the longer a plan was formulated in her head.

A white rose lay on the floor dripping with blood. A small, shiny blade lay beside it. A beautiful object in such a terrible and painful condition. The blood stain on it did not hide it's immaculate and beautiful nature. She puffed smoke in the air and took a sip of the liquor beside her, as she glared at the bleeding rose with sad and anguish filled eyes, it told a lot about her and her agony. She was as beautiful as the rose in front of her.

Elysia, The distinct bitterness of oleander still lingered in my mouth, coating my senses with its deadly essence. It was the second poison I had recognized, almost immediately after the first. Oleander was ruthless—it weakened the heart, slowly breaking down its strength until it faltered completely. Heart attacks, heart failure, an excruciating end that left no room for recovery. Yet, I was still here.