Poison Rain Novels & Stories

Raising my arms, the clouds turn gray and everyone could see the lightning as it came closer and closer before hitting me and rain falling. "Pluvia. Pluvia. Pluet super nos omnes. Pluvia. Pluvia. Pluet super nos, et purifica nos. Imbribus, iterum nos sanos fac." (Rainfall. Rainfall. Rain on us all. Rainfall. Rainfall. Rain on us and purify us. Rainfall, make us whole again.) - I say out loud.

It was the antidote for the poison I’d be giving Jude. My phone pings with a message from “Mrs Martinez.” It reads in a simple and straightforward way: “He’s almost there.” Immediately, I open my drawer and spring up with the red perfume bottle she had given me. In a quick movement, I spray it across the room. Then I settle back in my chair, and watch as the faint scent begins to spread, slow and unassuming, like something that did not intend harm. This is how I’ll be poisoning Jude Martinez. The thought makes me nauseous. I barely have time to compose myself before my office door is flung open.

"The one person I want most in this world is the only one who can destroy me. And she wants nothing more than my death." "This is beyond dangerous, Alpha. This is suicidal." "Maybe," I agreed, then tensed as I heard thunder in the distance. "No. No, not now." "What's wrong?" "Rain," I gasped as the first drops hit the windows. "The rain makes it worse. Always has, ever since the poison." The pain intensified with each thunderclap, like lightning striking directly into my wounds. I'd discovered this the first night after she poisoned me – rain amplified everything, made the wolfsbane burn hotter, made the stab wounds throb deeper.

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.

"Julian mentioned he was optimizing the chemical deliveries. So what?" Aser reached into his pocket and pulled out the vial. Inside, the purple liquid swirled. "This is midnightbane. A poison specifically designed to drive wolves feral." Cassie went still. "Midnightbane? The legendary poison?" "It’s real," Aser said. "And thirty minutes ago, two tanker trucks authorized by Julian Thorne tried to dump thousands of gallons of it into the city’s water supply. If he had succeeded, every wolf in the city, including Kael’s clan, would be tearing each other apart right now. The National Guard would be rolling in, and Mane Enterprises would be blamed for the massacre."

My heightened senses vanished, plunging me back into the dark, blinding rain. "She's going into shock," one of the trailing enforcers noted, stepping into the clearing. He shined a harsh flashlight into my eyes. "Good," the shooter replied, slinging his rifle over his back. "Let the toxin cook her nervous system. Give it five minutes, then bag her." Lying in the mud, my body seized. Violent tremors racked my limbs. The poison reached my heart, causing my chest to stutter and misfire. My breathing turned into shallow, ragged gasps. The rain hitting my skin felt like needles.

“Someone sent it with a note.” Malcolm crouched beside us, his sharp eyes taking in Rain’s convulsing body. “Don’t touch it,” I warned. “It’s poison.” “I assumed,” he muttered. He pulled a small leather case from inside his jacket and snapped it open. Inside were several small glass vials and syringes. I never knew something was there. Rain’s body jerked again, but Malcolm grabbed her wrist, checking her pulse then his expression darkened. “This is a strong toxin,” he said under his breath.

The sky above the salt flats did not rain water; it rained venom. The air was a thick, choking fog of white alkali dust and the green, glowing trails of the catalyst-tipped ballista bolts screaming down from the jagged limestone ridges. Every time a heavy projectile struck our front-line phalanx, the explosion didn't just shatter iron shields—it unleashed a pressurized cloud of the glowing green silver toxin that flash-vaporized the healing factors of the wolves caught in the blast radius. The horrific, choked screams of dying warriors echoed across the vast, cracked white plains, their flesh blistering and blackening as the chemical compound melted through their wolf physiology from the ins

His bloodshot gray eyes burned with a dark, manic intensity as he leaned down, his scarred jaw resting against the top of her shoulder. ​"The storm outside isn't normal rain, Vance," Julian growled, his deep, gravely voice vibrating straight through her spine. "The air density is dropping too fast. The sulfur content in the upper clouds is turning the moisture into a chemical weapon before it even touches the ground." ​"Acid rain," General Vance rasped, walking up the steel ramp with heavy, deliberate strides. The old wolf stopped beside the tactical holographic array, his silver-white eyes fixed on the lowlands map. "In my service during the border campaigns, we saw a localized chemical cra

"Yes?" His voice was so low that no warmth could be felt. Dr. Gu said, "It's an ancient poison. I've heard from my teacher again that after repeated verification, I'm sure it's the Xgu poison as my teacher mentioned. The biggest feature of this poison is that it can melt in the water. When it touches water, it will immediately evaporate and become colorless and tasteless." "If the dose is small, just like the people in the company, they can't find a cure for vomiting and pouring. If the dose is large, it will be fatal."