Can Bleeding Hearts Kill You Novels & Stories

… I tried to hold in that scream but as the iron-infused leather whip that’s now laced with a weak version of our Prides Deaths Door serum lashed at my sore, bloody and damaged back, cutting into more of my skin as Graves pulled it back this time, I just couldn’t. He always dips the whip into the Deaths Door serum for the last two lashes knowing that if I haven’t screamed yet I soon will. The Deaths Door serum is just that, it is a mix of Azalea, lily, Mistletoe, Rhododendron and Sago Palm which are some of the most deadly natural plants to WereCats.

“That her body was sliced open with a silver knife, and that her wounds were lined with a special plant juice in order to stop her injuries from healing…” “Making her bleed to death?” I finished slowly and gasped when he nodded his head in agreement. “That’s horrible,” I whispered. “Do you know the conium Maculatum plant?” He asked, making me snap my head upwards to stare at him quizzically. For a moment I didn’t know what it was until I remembered that we had a field where it grew back at my father’s pack. “Yes. It grows on one of the abandoned fields back at Silvermoon pack.” I replied, “What about it?”

Do they realise that they have potentially lethal plants in the garden? Or is botanical knowledge so mediocre that people just don’t know? Maybe they just don’t dare eat anything. I know I’ll never look at plants the same again. Lethal beauty is the term that comes to mind. “I’d never known that the leaves of rhubarb can cause kidney failure. I’ll never look at my mothers rhubarb crumble the same,” Madeline sighs. "Same," I agree.

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.

Glad that she didn't take much time to reveal what she meant. "It's the 'delight flower' plant. It spreads the aroma of its own as long as it's a small plant but the moment it starts to grow old the same plant of the beautiful flower becomes poisonous." That was an untold fact, I wasn't mindful of. "As long as it's a baby, it's fine, but the moment it grows it holds the capacity to kill." "That's sad..." I mumbled, feeling hurt over the fate of the mesmerizing flower. "I know."

Dulcie said. Ruth’s expression changed. Dulcie frowned and said thoughtfully, “Actually, when these plants are individually placed indoors, they don’t harm people. Their distinct, fresh scent can even have a refreshing effect. However, the problem lies in a few things...” When the plants were put together, they would combine into a unique fragrance. If one ingested certain medication while they breathed this fragrance, the combination can erode a person’s body without them knowing. It may not be an immediate fatal blow, but it could kill someone subtly.

We could heal in just a few seconds unless the wound was too deep; then it took some minutes. But despite that, there were a few things that were a hazard and deadly to us, such as a vampire's bite. It brought about pain, and if not treated in time, one could lose their lives. Red Otis, it was a rare flower that was hardly found because it only grew in hidden places and blossomed after fifty to a hundred years. It was deadly in that a single dose killed any supernatural being or human. Then there was wolfsbane; it was made in both liquid and powdered form.