Poisoning The World Novels & Stories

But it is not clearly seen in the footage. Next, the man walk towards the food containers that is place by row in the table. He opened the container he is holding. All of us was shocked when we realized that the container has cockroaches inside. He poured the disgusting insects in the food container. After that, they leave the chef's area immediately and they left Frey unconscious. "So what happened is clearly a sabotage," PO2 Lopez said. "Now we know what happened, how can we identify the suspects?" my assistant asked.

When the company began choosing a vendor for staff lunches, I immediately ruled out my family's restaurant. A coworker stared at me. "Nora, that is a $150,000 contract. Your family runs a restaurant, and you're turning down money being handed to you? Are you out of your mind?" I smiled and didn't answer. In my last life, I took that contract. Then the new intern, Fiona Bell, accused me of secretly pocketing a commission. She even produced a quote from a three-star hotel for comparison. "Look, theirs is three dollars a portion. How do you justify charging eight?" Even my boyfriend of six years, Gavin Shaw, whom I had been seeing in secret, joined her in confronting me with the invoices. In th

Feeling my throat burn, as in an inflammation, but very aware that that symptom was the result of several sips of poisoned water that passed in my attempt to keep my breath. As soon as I realized that it was not the cold of the frozen sea that left me in that state; it was not the freezing climate of all that kingdom under snow. It was through the dark waters of the sea, because of the poison I had swallowed as I tried not to breathe. And that poison was running through my blood, my bowels and neurons. I was being poisoned in the worst possible way; with each defective cell mixing with the healthy ones, becoming a well of rot. Even if I washed myself until I almost pulled out my skin as soon

Something much older, much colder, and much more hungry. "Dante," I gasped, the "Sync" in my head turning a solid, unchanging black. "We aren't the only ones who were poisoned." By uploading their chaotic obsession into the city's core, did Ivy and Dante just create a beacon for a global network of "Sync" predators—and is their dark HEA about to become a war for the survival of the human soul? (Watch out for Chapter 195) 💬 Add to library | Drop your Comment/ Reviews | Send Gifts Thank you readers.

Tom purred into Dan’s ear as his hands explored Dan’s body beneath the covers and Dan’s eyes closed, arching back against Tom in surrender to his touch. “The world will not stay the same,” Sigrid predicted. “Aislen said that the taint of Leighton’s zombies in the water was the last straw, but this began long ago, and was motivated by human pollution, human industry, and human indifference to the damage that they were doing to the water and those that lived in it. The Mer will want more change from the land before they will end this war.”

In the end, Elise was still worried. She secretly searched online for videos about people eating poisonous mushrooms and acing their exams. Thanks to the algorithm, every video pushed onto her feed was from people claiming they had eaten poisonous mushrooms and achieved incredible exam scores afterward. Every so often, there were actual educational videos warning people not to eat toxic mushrooms carelessly. Elise ignored every single one. She only had eyes for those so-called success stories, fantasizing about using those poisonous mushrooms to soar to the top.

“I only have some medical skills and don’t know anything else besides treating people. What do you want to ask me?” Mable looked at him and thought about it before asking, “Have you heard of the Necro Poison before?” The smile on Wilbur’s face froze. “Necro Poison?” Mable nodded. “Yes. The Necro Poison is known as the most potent poison in the world. Anyone in the medical field should have heard of this poison to some extent.” To the side, Anthony smirked playfully when he heard those words. Sure enough, the Necro Poison inside Mable was not treated yet.

"The Creditor didn't just attack us here. It infected the global sync before it dissolved. The Spring-Million... the children born into the peace... they’re starting to forget. The gray is spreading." As Chapter 158 closes, the personal debt is settled, but the world-debt has just defaulted. Across the planet, the indigo haze is turning into a suffocating shroud of gray. The people who had forgotten how to hate are suddenly waking up with the taste of old metal in their mouths, and the office-logic of the Consortium is beginning to rewrite the streets of New York.

Talk about texture,colours, theme and meaning, Pretend your world had not just been broken yesterday. The other voice, The bed. The silence. The freedom to finally, fully shatter. The mere thought of the first path exhausted me more deeply than the twelve hours of sleep I have had. The energy it would require to powder my face, to use my voice for something other than sobbing, to care about something as realistic as art when my entire love life had just proven to be a lie. It felt Impossible. The hurt was a living thing, a heavy, wet blanket wrapped around my soul, killing any spark of…….

"It's just… flying that far is gonna take forever. What if we die from the heat before we even get there?" I sighed. "Forget it. Maybe I should just call Raven and try to work with her." Before Blazewing could answer, I picked up my phone and dialed her number. Her voice came sharp and mocking. "What, can't handle the heat anymore? Finally coming to beg me?" I quickly explained, "The temperature's rising all over the world. The glaciers at the South Pole are probably gone by now. You've seen how much it's been raining lately." "So what? What's that got to do with me?" she shot back, totally indifferent.