Poison Rain Novels & Stories

Diana could not wait to see Shananel’s face when she blew the damn wall that she was so proud of. Diana hummed, watching the thin smoke passed by the cameras of the small drones. She said, “They are toxins made of wolfsbane. The dosage is not highly lethal, but it will affect their senses and strength over time. With the wind blowing in our favor, the poison is close to non-noticeable as seconds tick by. There will be no real damage right now, but when the battle commences, the result will flourish like a blooming iris.” “Is there such a tricky poison in this wolven continent?” Rakiz could not help but asked due to sheer curiosity.

"You want us to do this the hard way, don't you?" I keep mute and glare back at her. Rachel gives a quick glance at the syringe in her hand before looking back at me again, another dark smile playing on her lips. "You still don't have any idea what this thing is, do you? I bet you don't." She leans even closer and brings the syringe closer to my arm but I quickly jerk away, wary of what that substance in the syringe could be. "This is a special type of poison made from moonlight scrubs. Once consumed or injected into the body of pregnant women, it is popular for causing immediate abortion."

“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.

‘I believe the world is incomprehensibly beautiful. An endless prospect of magic and wonder’ –Ansel Adams ‘I can’t seem to have enough of this sight’, Aurora said. She was at her favorite spot in the whole of Bellona kingdom, at Biase Mountain, the highest point in the kingdom. Of all the magical sights within her universe, this struck her the most. The view was a magnetosphere decorating the sky with a blend of graceful colors, a glorious ray of interwoven colors of different shades stitched into the sky. From whence, her name ‘Aurora’ was coined, as the spot was known as Aurora Biase. She always wondered if her keen admiration of the view was as a result of their shared name. The magnifice

It hit the fields where the thralls stood like statues. "Aradaa, look at the rain." Kaelor’s voice was a whisper. It wasn't water. Not really. It was thick, glowing droplets of liquid Muse-fire, cool to the touch. It started falling in sheets, washing away the purple soot that had coated every rooftop for ten years. I stumbled to the balcony. Below us, in the Great Square, a thrall was kneeling. He was covered in the black veins of Blood-Rot, his skin a sickly, translucent gray. The rain hit him.

The sky over the Needle City didn't just turn dark; it bled. The red text scrolling across the heavens—the Hotfix_01—wasn't just a visual threat. It was an atmospheric command. High in the ionosphere, the Architects’ remaining satellites began to vibrate at a frequency that turned the falling ash into a toxic, corrosive slurry. Then, the rain started. It wasn't water. It was a liquid chemical compound designed to "fix" the planet by dissolving organic matter and returning it to the soil as raw minerals. Each drop hit the glass dome of the Apex with a sickening hiss, eating through the protective layers like acid.

On the fifth day of Wendy's confinement, it started raining heavily. The sky seemed to be sinking. The dark clouds were hanging on the roof and her heart was shattered by the rain. She leaned against the window. The ground was full of pits and puddles, and there were even a few footprints of different sizes embedded in it. She was annoyed for no reason. The outside world was tempting for her. Some people were like poppys that could not be shaken off once tainted. She, who had always been immune to poison, was actually poisoned by a poison called Rex.

The several magic circles that her arrows had left hovering in the sky flared up bright green as they began to pour down drops of liquid. "Poor goblins..." She whispered something mournful as if she wasn't the one to blame. The poison rain had an instant impact on the goblins. They fought and trembled in agony, but there was nothing they could do to dodge the deadly rain. Their shields could not keep every drop of rain from falling on them, just as an umbrella could not keep every drop of rain from falling on them. The poison was not a lethal one that could instantly kill anyone; rather, it was the type of poison that slowly handicapped everyone who came into

The old monk smiled contemptuously and said, "That is the poisonous rain carefully prepared for you. In the sky, only this place can rain. Do I think highly of you?" "As long as you are touched by the poisonous rain, your body will be poisoned by a colorless and tasteless poison, which is usually hidden in your skin. Once you move violently, the poison will enter your body through your skin and spread all over your body with the blood. It is exactly what it wanted you to do when you fought in the demon cave."

"And this is for the peace you stole." Rain growled lowly signalling both of them to stop. He stepped forward again and the wild wolves circled closer. Brice could barely lift his head now. The corrupt aura around them fizzled like a dying storm. He was fading not with honour, dignity or whatever he wished for but in the mad beneath the boots of those he called pawns. "I told you." Rain whispered. "This place dies with you." He stood tall and gave the final command. "Let the wilds take what belongs to the wild." The wolves immediately howled and lunged. It was brutal but quick.