Poisoned Honey Novels & Stories

“Bring the honey and licorice from the storehouse.” I examined the soldiers. They had just been poisoned. There might still be a chance to save them. “Have them lie on their backs, gently lift their heads, give them a little honey to drink, then chew up the licorice and feed it to them.” The soldiers hesitated for a second and then did as I said. I don't know if this method will work. I remember reading that honey can temporarily control the spread of poison in the body, and licorice can reduce the toxicity of the poison.

He absolutely adores Charlie. In the first year, I secretly hired investigators to look for Chris. Jason found out and, ironically, had been doing the same. One day, after the umpteenth cry in the shower, I realised I had to stop. It was killing me. I started a honey company. Raw honey, candles, beauty products, even surf wax and tent sealant. We opened a small shop six months ago. I study business now too. Next year I am focusing on operations to smooth out the issues in the company. I have taken bookkeeping courses and now manage both my books and Jase’s.

His usual glower is across his face, so there is no telling what this is about. Dylan pulls me into his office and his expression changes to a cross between shocked and horrified as he speaks. “Kaiya was poisoned. She is possibly still being microdosed, or was for some time. The readings show high concentrations of a rare poison that can render a wolf unconscious or even kill it,” Dylan says in a tone I have never heard him use before…is that concern? “This poison only has one known antidote and it is even more rare than the poison. This stuff clings to her cells and doesn’t break down easily,” he continues.

“Ok. Let’s say Princess Hazel ordered her maids to poison luna. Her motives — jealousy, drugs, unhealthy obsession, and mental instability. But why would she kill herself with the maids, and from where will she get a volatile drug like wolfhaze in the dungeons?” Wolfhaze. Oh, so that was the drug used to make the guards unconscious. But as far as I know, getting wolfhaze even for a royal family member wasn’t an easy task. Wolfhaze was a malignant drug which when came in contact with water, produced invisible poisonous gases. If it was used in a compact area and inhaled for a day or two. It could cause death. But if it was used in a right amount in a large area like dungeons, just one tablet

I could feel my hair becoming really sticky because of the eggs and flour. “Oh, so you still want more? Don’t worry honey, I still have more here!” She said as she took out a bottle of honey syrup. Damn these witches. Wasting so much food.

Heira chuckled when Xyneth uttered the word 'honey', "If my brother found out that you called me honey and I call you honey, he would definetly devastated and he'll be jealous for sure." She chuckled, "I know." Xyneth opened her fifteenth beer without getting drunk, well she already drunk a hundreths of alcoholics so these is just nothing to her while Heira has already drunk sixteen of the beer and she's already drunk. "H-how come that you're still on your right m-mind?"Asked by Heira who was pointing at her. Xyneth smiled at her, "I used to drink hundreths of these, I've already tried a lot of alcoholic beverages to ease my pain so this is just nothing to me."

Now he was not a mate alone, he was a king, the best king magical world ever got. The environment of the packhouse seemed tense. Abner and and my gamma, Ivan was helping those distressed pack member to feel relief. Pack doctors had been busy all the time. I noticed Ven clenched her jaw while her hand tangled into a tight fist. "Alpha, I think someone spread poisons in air. Maybe it was our rival pack." A pack doctor said, "We have detected some Oleander in the air though it was faint. If it was intense, the whole pack would have died till now."

Walter knitted his eye brows when Diana's words sunk down to his senses. "Monk bitter leaf only grow once in a decade and dies after two weeks. Therefore, it is almost impossible to find one, especially since the last glooming of monk bitter leaf was few days ago. As for white honey , you can only find them in the mountains of the blind, and as we speak, the clan of the blind was extinct.." despite shaking his head as he explained in details, Walter continued, "Having said that, perhaps you can find the substitute items of those you listed in the school of the blind, down town...."

With rounded stoned around the tree and a fiery furnace at the centre where in the evening they would meet and scrutinize problems in the land of Ura. They occasionally would sip a drink made of water, honey and diligently instilled in a pot. At the bottom of the pot a flat, lightweight stone pressed down mithigu. It was a fruit of a tree that grew along the river banks. They would be picked down when unripe and be dissected longitudinally. Then the part would be immersed in a hot water for several minutes and left to dry. It served as a catalyst. The drink is left for days to ferment. The drink is served with a calabash to each one of the wise old men.

Unable to endure the amusement, she stood up. "I'll prepare warm water for you to bathe in. You must be tired from working all day,” said her and then walked to the room after getting Davino's nod. Not long after, Uncle Bob came bringing souvenirs. Uncle Bob handed a varian of honey bees he had brought to Davino. "What's that?" asked Davino, frowning. “It is honey that can increase the vitality of both men and women. You and Safira can drink at least one spoonful of it a day so she can get pregnant quickly,” explained Uncle Bob, smiling mockingly.