Irony Poisoning Novels & Stories

His fingers brushed mine briefly, but his expression remained guarded as he flipped through the pages. “The poison is called Xylaraethyxin,” I explained, my voice steady despite the lump in my throat. “It’s rare, but it’s real. It incapacitates people with powers, causes leg paralysis, emotional overload, and unconsciousness. If it’s not detected, it can kill. The only cure is the pigeon milk and scorpion crushed powder.” Lady Elena’s eyes widened, her composure slipping for the first time. “Kiara can't die. The poison will only weaken her.” Jack murmured, and I didn't quite understand what he meant.

“Told him it was a new wine she and Harold were working on. She toasted him. He drank it all. Moments later, the poison tore him down. He tried to call for help, but she came into his room with a jar. Blue glass. Inside it were metal shards, crushed small enough to look like coins. She mixed them with a liquid and pressed it over his nose. That’s the last thing he remembers.” Liam’s face drained of color, then flushed with rage. “What could the metals be?” “Thallium,” I replied, “the same substance we caught some rogues carrying at the Moonlit border. This same poison is killing people mysteriously. It’s here. In Pine Shadows. In Dahlia’s hands.”

However, Michael's face showed uncertainty as he shot Andrew a fierce glare, convinced that such a devious plan must have come from this pretty boy he despised. Andrew returned his glare with a bright smile and warned the executives, "Everyone should be careful before drinking. The poison used is arsenic—it's lethal and acts fast. Once it takes effect, not even the fastest ambulance in the city can save you!" This terrified the executives even more, with several of them trembling visibly. Michael finally lost his composure and shouted angrily, "Lauren, and you, pretty boy—aren't you afraid of karma for being so vicious?" Lauren fixed a cold stare on Michael and retorted, "If you're not the c

Now he was not a mate alone, he was a king, the best king magical world ever got. The environment of the packhouse seemed tense. Abner and and my gamma, Ivan was helping those distressed pack member to feel relief. Pack doctors had been busy all the time. I noticed Ven clenched her jaw while her hand tangled into a tight fist. "Alpha, I think someone spread poisons in air. Maybe it was our rival pack." A pack doctor said, "We have detected some Oleander in the air though it was faint. If it was intense, the whole pack would have died till now."

"What?" He nodded. "You became overconfident. You assumed you had mastered the skill when, in reality, you were just lucky. That’s the first rule of poison detection: never assume. Poisons are deceptive. They don’t always have an immediate taste or smell. Some take hours, even days, to kill. Some mimic harmless illnesses. Some are delayed until mixed with another substance. A true poison master never relies on gut feeling alone. They test, observe, and analyze every detail."

“The first drop will make the person paralyze. The second drop will make you puke blood. But the third drop will kill its prey instantly. It’s a poison with no color, smell and taste. Use it to conceal the truth.” Zion stared at the bottle in the secretary’s hands. He does not know what exactly that poison is. But one thing is for sure. Sherly is planning to kill someone using that.

Each word fell like a strike, bombs dropping into the silence. “Even professional doctors are deceived. All their years of experience fail them, because this is unlike any poison they know. Its function is hidden, subtle… impossible to conclude as poison.” By now, Adrian had moved to the man’s side. Even at that distance, he could hear his heart hammering at the end of the line.

She is looking around the room with yearning as if it should have been hers but Ida snatched it away from her. "Ida, if you think Leo is yours because you married him, then you are wrong. Your marriage with him only pushed your demise closer. I will kill you for ruining my chances with my Leo" she thought with resentment. She pulled out a small finger-sized bottle from inside her dress and looked at the clear liquid with a sinister smile. "You know what this is Ida? This is a slow poison. But it will kill you faster than other slow poisons available on the market. Seven doses of this, and you will fall dead on the seventh day. Let the countdown begin" she said out loud into the empty room.

Capri gave Harvey a cold chuckle. “You’re finished.” She felt the weight of the box was a little off. She instinctively opened the wooden box before swirling the bottle inside. Her expression instantly worsened. “It’s empty?! “How?! “Where did you put the poison?! “That’s the Hell’s Poison! “Let me tell you something! I don’t care where you dumped it! “The police will always find it!” “Hell’s Poison?” Harvey showed a confused gaze before giving Kairi a look. “What’s that? I’ve never heard of it before.

I clenched my fists, trying to shake off the effects, but the sensation only intensified. God! I shouted inwardly, a mix of anger and realization crashing over me. This arrow is poisoned! The truth hit me like a physical blow, fueling both panic and fury. Someone had deliberately coated the arrow with a deadly substance, seeking not only to wound me but also to hinder my pursuit. The poison coursed through my veins, sapping my strength and clouding my thoughts. I fought against the overwhelming effects, but it was a losing battle. My eyes grew heavy, my body growing sluggish. Each step I took became a struggle, as if walking through a treacherous abyss. Scarlett's form became distorted, fadi