Can Bleeding Hearts Kill You Novels & Stories

He exclaimed when he saw how bad the injury was. He swiped at the blood on the exposed dagger and took a lick. If it weren't for the enormity of what was happening, he would have gotten many disgusted responses for doing that but in this kind of situation, no one had the gall to criticize him. "Oh shit," He exclaimed again, "It's nightshade and wolfsbane." My blood ran cold in an instant. Wolfsbane, on its own, was a toxic wolf repellent, but its combination with nightshade was simply deadly; no one could survive it.

He summoned every Healer to study how to revive its dead roots. I curled on the couch in the side chamber, waiting for someone to treat my cramping stomach. The lilies sat on the windowsill of the master chamber, only a few steps away. Later, I learned that the roots of the silver-edged lily release a silver-tainted scent harmful to pregnant women. I had lain too close that night. The bleeding became unstoppable. In that moment, it felt as though someone had reached into my chest and ripped out my heart. All those years of sacrifice became a cruel joke.

she replied *** “What about hemlock? What effect does that have on vampires?” “What’s its botanical name?” “Conium maculatum... so it could be either or both of the last ones I guess” Lise flicked through the pages at speed “Lets see... stops the central nervous system from working... can lead to respiratory failure...acute rhabdomyolysis - whatever that is - acute renal failure and... death.” “Jesus. Doesn’t seem like he’d need anything else!” I turned the pages of an old medical text book I’d found “How’d you spell rhabdomyolysis?”

“It looks like Blue Hydrangea extract. Very rare, very potent.” “Is it fatal?” Arthur asks. The doctor’s grim expression is answer enough. “Without treatment, yes. Within the hour, she will begin to go into cardiac arrest.” My stomach twists as I look down at Veronica’s limp body. Her face is unnaturally pale, lips already turning the faintest hint of blue. Despite everything, I don’t want her to die. Especially not like this. No matter how I feel about everything, she’s still family, and she’s not a bad person.

The thought of such cruelty from one person made me upset. He laughed out again, “I was initially against the idea you know? I thought it could complicate things further especially if it’s discovered but the brat didn’t even care. You know the worst thing? That poison had a high chance of taking you out for good, especially if you weren’t psychologically calm when it was first administered. The brain could cause something like an overdrive to the heart and cause it to stop beating.” My eyes widened in disbelief. If Damon didn’t come on time then—

“In a minute, two of you would be dead and one of you would have to tell me who sent you to do this. Now is the time to tell me before I kill you.” Beads of sweat rolled down their faces. They didn’t talk. In a swift stride, I dug my nails into two of them’s chests, grabbing their hearts in my hands. They didn’t see me coming. The pain and fear in their faces gave me the satisfaction I needed. “Try to regenerate your hearts.” I pulled out their hearts, blood spilled around while they fell to the floor. The hearts were still beating in my hands, terrifying the last man more. I dropped the hearts on the floor and stepped on them.

A pensive sigh escapes his lips. "What kind of poison?" "Death flower, your highness. It's commonly found in the cold parts of the mountains. The flower itself can kill a human in seconds. It is odorless and tasteless, which may be very tricky to determine. She wouldn't last a day if left untreated." He remained silent and openly stared at the door. The poison Ryan had mentioned was popular on the black market, so he wasn't surprised to know its effect. "I can’t believe this happened to her again."

The one coated in blackroot. “Hazel,” he gasps. His eyes are glassy. “Don’t let me…” “You’re not dying,” I snap. “Not today. Not ever. Do you hear me, Alpha?” He tries to smile. “Bossy… Luna…” “Damn right.” I slice his shirt open with my knife. The cut is weeping clear fluid. Blackroot poisoning. If it reaches his heart, he’s gone. I pack it with salt. He screams. I don’t stop.

On the floor sprawled a lot of dead bodies and Axel and Jude were busy checking for any survivers. "Are there any?" Hunter asked walking over to meet them. Jude shook his head "No there aren't". "Do you have an idea of what could have caused this Alia" Axel asked. Alia took an empty glass that was on the bar table and perceived it and then her eyes widened "Every person here was each given some quantity of wolfsbane". Wolfsbane was one of the few things that could kill a werewolf, it was both fatal and dangerous for them just as garlic was for us vampires.

So far, the two things which can lead to a death of a vampire is either you snap you neck or you use silver appliances straight to their heart. Snapping their neck isn't always easy. It's possible only if you are faster than your opponent, fast enough to get hold of his neck. But this new improvement of chemical, chemical that we do not even know it's component. It was ruled out as the cause of death because it was the only strange thing found in their system.