Poisoned Honey Novels & Stories

Her fingers deftly untied the bag, revealing what looked at first like a simple wooden box, crafted from richly grained walnut. She opened it. Inside, a layer of deep velvet cushioned several pieces of rare, wild-foraged Manuka honeycomb, dark amber and thick with potency. Beside them rested a small jar of the finest Icelandic dried reindeer lichen—a supplement so prized it was said to strengthen the blood—its pale colour and clean, earthy scent speaking of exceptional quality.

It was too stiff and too big. The chill of the stone seeped through his clothes and into his bones. He hated it. He hated this. How did they want him to pretend like he wanted this? How long was he supposed to endure this? Maybe his wolf would do great playing the role. However, when he called him, he refused to answer. Murmuring how angry he was that they didn’t spend their night with their bride. A hawk-nosed Elder cleared her throat. “Alpha Haemont, the hunters from the west need funds for silver-resistant spears…”

The scent reached me immediately—honey, milk, and butter, with a faint bitter note lurking beneath the sweetness. The poisoned cookie had supposedly been chosen specifically for Marrek. So why was another one here? Something wasn't adding up. I found a physician at once and held out the cookie. "Test this." His eyes widened. "My Luna—" "Now." The single word left no room for argument. Not long after, he returned. His face had gone pale. "This cookie was poisoned too," he said quietly. "With the exact same toxin." A cold realization swept through me. It hadn't been one poisoned cookie.

"See? Done." "Was she right?" I asked, spreading my legs. "Do you look at me that way in public?" "All the time," he admitted, lowering his head to my pussy. "Can't help it. Your tight little body drives me crazy." His tongue lapped at my folds, tasting my arousal. "So wet. Tell me about the poison again. Details." I moaned, tangling my fingers in his hair. "Ethylene glycol. Breaks down into acids that wreck her organs. Starts with headaches, nausea then coma and death. Untraceable if dosed right."

The creatures continue to hold Alex’s unconscious body into the air. buzzing loudly above the vast marshlands, looking like a yellow predator on top of the food chain. Their ability to shoot the target precisely no matter the distance makes them terrifying to the preys on the land. With their poison arrows, one shoot could be lethal for it contains toxin that will lead its victim to become paralyzed. Although bees are widely known for its vital role in the environment because of its ability to pollinate, these five-foot monstrous creatures are a different matter.

Another white clothing was brought out and Thea displayed a similar hair clip. "This is my real hair clip. Now if you noticed you did your investigations properly you should already know the king of poison which was used on the horses?." Thea asked. "A poison. Only manufactured by the Azar clan Werewolves." Alpha Edward revealed. "One of the symptoms of the poison is that wherever it touches whether someone's skin or a thing would turn purple. Right?." Thea asked and he nodded. "I just discovered that it only turns purple when this substance touches it." She pointed at the hydrogen.

Kabir explained himself as Zoya frowned. One of the side effects of the treatment she got was if she will have even a gram of honey she can die. " This time I saved your life because you did not check the ingredients of the custard offered," he said. "Stop fucking messing with me, there was no honey in it," Zoya said as she tried to remember the ingredients of the custard she has with Abhay two days ago. "The topping had a bit of it," Kabir clarified as he unlocked her handcuffs.

The doctor rushed in, saw the blood under me, and clicked his tongue. "What goes around comes around. "You always tried to hurt Ms. Jonathon. In the end, you killed your own child." He told the nurses to lift me onto a stretcher. "You can't keep the baby. And since we're low on anesthesia today, I'm sure a heartless woman like you won't mind the pain." They strapped me to the table, gagged me, and took my baby away while I was still awake.

A crater so huge that it looked impossible to bring the two parts together. I searched for the druid version of my most important witch spells and learned them before Killian and Ari returned home. He wore a disappointed look on his face. “All that trouble was in vain,” Killian sighed. “Was it expensive or what?” I asked him. “We couldn’t find any natural honey. All those ones in the supermarkets are adulterated. Not even one person can brag of selling hundred percent natural honey,” Killian said to me, laughing. His sense of taste was so keen that he could tell if as little as a tablespoon of salt had been added to a gallon of water. The taste of original honey was registered in his head, s

A patch of honey had turned dark green. Alarmed, Zelda hurried over immediately. The moment she saw it, her brows furrowed deeply. Before their very eyes, the golden honey darkened.