Poisoned Rationality Novels & Stories

I raised an eyebrow at the elder, confused and it seems I was the only one who was unaware of the poison, “Bram has been living everyday with a poison inside him?” “The thing is,” Adrian swallowed bitterly, “A day before Alpha Gladys wedding. Alpha Knight and I were visiting The Eclipse Pack for a contract meeting. Alpha Knight has been trying to get the alpha to join the 46 alphas and surrender his land and pack members to him. The Alpha of Eclipse Pack had this poison hung around his neck. People say it’s their family treasure and punishment passed down from generations to generations. And when a new Alpha takes the reign, the previous Alpha has to drink this poison which remodelifies thei

It became a mockery smile as he continued his statement, "I just took a bite from your plate, if you're going to die, then I'll die of poison too" Martins Grey had to agree with him. Now he remembered Agatha served them both from the same serving dish, which showed that if he was being served poison, then Richard was also served poison. But then, even if Richard wasn't served poison, Richard had already eaten from his plate of food, and he was right, if he was served poison, then Richard too will die of poison. Why didn't he think of all this? He yelled loudly to himself. All these while he allowed liquor to corrupt his mind and blind his sense of logic and reasoning, he sat at the table see

Plenty of tempting things are poisonous. Which, of course, got me thinking about the one in the room next to mine. I was still unclear about how the mate bond backfired so epically on me. I don’t think she did anything bad to me willingly. She got really upset at learning about it to beginning with, and her feelings looked sincere. But that doesn’t mean that she didn’t do anything subconsciously, or without even knowing it. It’s not because the fruit doesn’t know it’s poisonous that it means it isn’t.

Felt the systematic elimination of everyone who had believed democracy was worth attempting. "Who did this?" I demanded, void power rising despite my exhaustion. "Who benefits from murdering people willing to try democratic governance?" "Same people who always benefit from preserving traditional hierarchies," Elena said grimly. "Alphas whose authority requires everyone else's submission. Factions that profit from dominance systems. Anyone threatened by idea that governance could be consensual rather than compulsory." Through the bond, I felt Zack's tactical mind analyzing the attacks. "The poison was introduced sometime between yesterday afternoon—when people volunteered for democratic exper

MELISSA'S POV I froze at my own outburst. He paused for a second, then swallowed. I waited, frozen by shock, but nothing happened. He shrugged. “It's not poisonous.” “Really! Like you can tell that, just be tasting it.” He looked at me. “If it were fatal, I’d know within seconds.” “That is not comforting, plus what if it's slow poison?” “It's not," He set the jar aside. “Besides it's too obvious,” he said. “The system likes psychological traps. I wouldn't make this game that predictable.”