Poison Rain Novels & Stories

“Wifey, after not meeting for two years, have you forgotten about my character?” Mable froze and instantly felt guilty. Rory continued coldly, “I hate being lied to the most. “The Necro Poison is the king of all poisons. You were fucking poisoned by that, so even a poison ten times more poisonous than Vortex wouldn’t be able to do you half the harm!” Mable’s heart sank. She was about to speak when Rory yelled grumpily, “You need the A117 reagent to detoxify Vortex? Who the fuck are you kidding?!”

Three Years Later. Neo-Verde, Sector 7. The rain on Neo-Verde was artificial, a programmed cleansing of the city’s carbon-filtered air. It fell in precise, shimmering sheets between the neon-lit canyon walls of the megastructures, turning the endless streams of hover-vehicle lights into smears of color on the wet permacrete.

Ashes and Rain The rain came softly. Not the storm of anger or judgment, but a gentle, forgiving drizzle that fell from the sky like a sigh of peace. It carried with it the scent of smoke and soil, of endings turned to beginnings. Every drop shimmered faintly, catching the red light of the Blood Moon until the whole valley seemed to glow from within. Lyra stood beneath the rain, her hair plastered against her skin, her eyes glimmering with tears she didn’t bother to hide.

Behind him, the warriors were already carrying out their orders. To appease my father, Stone — the Crescent Pack's Alpha — personally oversaw the punishment. Rain and her friends were dragged to the overturned cauldron of poisoned soup. Their faces were forced into the thick, scalding liquid — held under until they nearly drowned, then yanked back up to gasp. Rain, soaked and covered in mushroom residue, crawled to Liam's feet with her two ruined hands dangling limp. She sobbed so hard she could barely breathe. "Liam, they're going to tear out my fangs! Please — for my father, who died for you — "

The surge of Origin-Code hit my brain like a freight train. I didn't project a Phase-Shield to protect the city. I inverted the projection. I fed the raw, chaotic sub-ether frequency directly into the localized gravity of the courtyard outside. "Executing protocol: Neon Rain," I whispered, blood dripping from my nose. Outside, the air above the plaza suddenly shimmered. It began to rain. But it wasn't water. It was liquid Origin-Code glowing, iridescent blue droplets of sub-ether energy.

She continued to blow more mist toward us. I didn't realize that the mist was highly acidic; it melts my hair instantly as soon as it made contact. My hair layer becomes thinner and thinner. Soon after, the poison entered the last barrier, which poisons Noah and me immediately. I feel immense pain scatter throughout my body and at the same time, I become paralyzed. As for Noah, his body slowly turns to violet… ***

I stated to everyone. The circle was reformed around my Rain and I stood next to Alpha Trevor. I told him the wait was almost over. He looked at me still unsure of what was happening. I smiled at him and turned back to watch my beautiful mate. The wind picked up around us as rain began to fall lightly from the sky. Lightning flashed overhead as electric currents ran up Rain’s arms. Her electric blue eye and her bright gold eye were both glowing as I watched the crystals detach from the necklace around my mate’s neck. They floated in front of her glowing one bright yellow and the other bright blue.

From inside their home, one could hear the calming and melancholic sound of raindrops. In the past, rain used to evoke fear in Keisha. But with Colten's help and love, the fear was slowly replaced with joyful memories amidst the rain. She had many bad experiences with the rain, moments that caused her intense fear, especially when she miscarried while it was raining. She even remembered how she tormented herself in the rain, allowing herself to drown in sadness while the raindrops poured on her skin.

Babor almost had a heart attack when Sasha reminded her. In the Tūkāriri rainforest of the south, the brown Slayers dipped their arrows and fukiya darts in the toxin of the poison dart frog. The frog was considered the most poisonous animal in the whole of Pan-Terra, and the tiger blowfish was the second. Each blowfish contained, mostly in its liver and ovaries, a curare-like poison that could kill thirty people in a matter of seconds. There was no known antidote.

Nomo asked, a cold knot of dread forming in his stomach. "It’s mercury-based, Nomo! It’s the Black-Rain! The cultists are dumping the industrial runoff from the vats directly into the sky!" Zilo screamed, his voice rising in panic. "If that rain hits the ground, it won't matter if Sofia can heal the Rot. The mercury will liquefy everything it touches. It’s a scorched-earth strike!" "Sofia! We have to move everyone under the overhangs! Now!" Nomo shouted, lunging for her.