Poisoned Honey Novels & Stories

"I made some warm milk. Drink it. It'll help you sleep better." "Thank you, Mister." But as my fingers reached out and touched the steaming porcelain cup, my world shook. My sense of smell caught the scent in a microsecond. Beneath the creamy aroma of milk and the sweetness of honey, there was a hint of artificial sweetness that was overpowering, followed by a faint herbal scent that immediately sent a chill down my spine. This was… poison. And not just any poison. This was the same poison that the damn chef had mixed into my food for days. A powder I had foolishly dismissed as a common herbal concoction before my wolf body reacted with utter rejection.

Is that true? Mango was extremely shocked when she heard this. "The man nodded and continued, ""Yes, this kind of poison is colourless and tasteless, and it can only be inhaled. Furthermore, this poison can only be found in Lebanon's palace. I've heard that this was used by his mother, the seventh wife of the king. Prince Lebanon missed his mother, so he went to her palace and lighted this incense himself. Thus, I think that this toxin appeared in your subordinate's body after he inhaled his incense. He won't die because of this toxin immediately, but it will continue to torture him as it will spread throughout his body day by day. In the end, he will finally pass away because of it."""

I’m placed on the bed and I can feel him watching me, his fingers combing my hair off my face. Then he sighs quietly and I hear him move away. “I purchased some food from Drake’s Chicken Place. It was poisoned, get to the bottom of it for me.” His voice is icy as he speaks through the phone. I can’t hear what the other person is saying, but Zion is pacing now. “From what it looks like it does appear to be one of the Arkan’s own poisons, 2OX-Z1. I’m certain of it.”

I placed the ingredients I needed for the batter and for the frosting on the kitchen table. First, I started with the process of burnt honey. It is not literally burning but caramelising the honey. I took a saucepan, poured honey and turned the flame to medium and stirred it continuously. Lily told me to cook the honey for eight to ten minutes so let's do it like she said. After ten minutes, the honey turned caramel in colour so I turned off the flame and added a few drops of cold water to stop it from cooking further.

"Ants have a sweet tooth and an extremely sensitive sense of smell, so even if it's just a little bit of honey water on the bottom of the shoe, they can detect it." Wang Zhan smiled as he looked at the crowd in the banquet hall, "The murderer of the old master will not have any less honey water stained on the soles of his shoes than the maid, now, please take a few steps here on the dance floor in turn, and we will soon see who the murderer is." Someone objected, "But it's not like we're standing still during this period of time, if we ever stepped on the place where the murderer walked, we're also likely to be stained with honey water!"

Kyle asked, staring at the results from a sample of fresh honey taken from the pack's beehives near their clover field. “I don't know, but it doesn't affect the bees at all. Their honey is loaded with it! This explains everything! It explains why the entire pack isn't poisoned. Not everyone eats honey. It explains how it was building up in their system. It depends on how much honey they eat. If it's only a little here, and a little there, it'll take a while for it to build in their system, and really start taking effect.” “Did you tell your Alpha yet?”

Though he clutched her neck, she was coughing a little too much, being a wolf. Jay looks into my eyes, as clueless as I am. As we look at her again, blood rolls down her mouth, causing her to fall to the floor. “Oh my God.” “She is poisoned.” Jay ceases my wrist. “Poisoned?” “I can smell wolvesbane in her blood.” The only poison that is dangerous to wolves. We hunters use it a lot. “Let's go.” He forces me to the exit. “No, we need to ask her.” “Hailey, please.”

Lindsay quickly leafed through the stack until she found the pages that contained the results for the cultures and toxicology reports. As she started reading, she discovered that the cultures had come back with small traces of common bacteria, just as one would expect from any cut received in the Sycamore River. The surprise was in the toxicology report. What it said was not even possible. Nothing on earth contained everything that was found. The lab found traces of apitoxin, found in honey bees; latrotoxin, found in black widow spiders; tetrodotoxin, found in pufferfish and other aquatic life; and epibatidine, a lipophilic alkaloid toxin found in a group of frogs classified as poison dart f

Fortunately, neither of us experienced any rejection. On the first day back home, I received an anonymous package. Inside were a video and several photos. While Suzanne and Marcus were diving in Halona, they were ambushed the moment they came ashore. Sacks were thrown over their heads, and they vanished without a trace. When they appeared again, both of them were bound to hospital beds stained with dried blood. The person filming spoke in broken Valdorian. "Make another sound, and I'll make it worse for you when you die."

I saw her nostrils flare as she sniffed, Zoey’s bloody lips. “As l thought she was poisoned but this scent is woodsy”, Zara’s hands began to move over Zoey’s constrictive dress and roamed along her body. I could see her moving her hands over Zoey’s stomach most of the times. “She is not the one being affected by the poison , it was aconitum napellus, since she is a human , she is immune”,