Poisoning The World Novels & Stories

Ancients send their own people to 'nudge' the civilization in the right direction, the direction decided for them by the Ancients. World leaders, artists, people in different levels of power, all of them are sent to these worlds by the Ancients, to slowly get you ready for the end. For example, almost all of the monsters and demons that were portrayed in your "movies" are actual creatures and races found everywhere in the universe. The myths and legends foretold in your stories and scriptures are all real as well. Everything that you saw and experienced in your old world was chosen by the Ancients. Even clothing, languages etc were all picked out for you," she said with a serious face. She

“She was poisoned with a mixture of dogonyara and minxeto grass, a deadly poison combination from the witches of the east. The original work of the poison is to destroy the womb and fallopian tubes of whoever that ingests them, making sure that they will never conceive a child in their lifetime. This is a very vicious poison and was banned by all kingdoms of the world eighty years ago. It's unexpected that I will once again encounter this evil, in the imperial city no less.” Gbim! Gbim! Sweat covered every inch of my skin, and I barely noticed that my hands were shaking. No, my whole body was trembling and I suddenly felt a chill that ran deep into my bones. “Slowly, take it slowly, I can't

But you are spreading your poisonous Tentacles to many innocent beings! My, you bring a lot of pains and sorrows with you. You came in as silent as Madam Silence, As if you were afraid to be noticed No one knew your name or your nature Till a long time came to pass You went stealthily from nation To nation, polluting the environment Insouciant as you went. You are not an epidemic That can kill a lot of people In a short time and at last get Arrested and convicted. You are a slow killer, opening the

She found it quite difficult to understand because it was in medical language. "We have found ricin poison in Mr. Simon's body. Actually, the substance integrates with the cancer drug Mr. Simon is taking, leading to the mistaken belief that there is no poison present. This ricin seed, however, is the deadliest poison in the world. There is no medicine that can counteract it, and within minutes, the victim will die," Sammy explained. Olivia was already convinced that Simon was poisoned, but knowing such facts left her devastated. How could he have poisoned his grandfather?

I didn’t speak either. “This is what she does.” Jude said suddenly. “This is exactly what she does.” I frowned. “Jude—” He stopped pacing. His eyes snapped to mine. “She doesn’t fight directly.” He said, his voice rising slightly. “She poisons. She manipulates. She destroys from a distance. Now she’s trying to turn the world against me, and make me look like a maniac.” Roman sighed, and added. “And the worst part is, the world is willing to believe it.”

I had called him earlier, so that we can talk about the person that had killed Nadia's parents and why I am been fingered as the one. “How is everyone down there?” I asked as I got closer to him while my eyes shifted to the old parking garage behind him. Things in the mafia are not exactly what they seem, you only see what we want you to see. To an ordinary eye, this place might be mistaken as an old garage but beneath it are over three hundred worlds most deadly Italian men waiting to strike anytime. I have always had a thing for underground designs, and I plan on creating a whole new world under the ground someday.

" Just as I finished speaking, we heard footsteps. Jessy burst into the room, eyes wide as she saw the mess. She rushed toward Wayne, trying to help him up. "Wayne! Are you okay? Did that vicious woman hurt you?" Wayne swung with all his might, slapping her squarely across the face. Jessy's cheek swelled instantly, and tears streamed down her face. "What was that for?! "They must've poisoned your mind. I knew it—your mom never liked me, she's always wanted to get rid of me. "Wayne, you're the only one who ever cared about me." Wayne stood up and kicked her right in the face.

On the way to the hospital, he kept calling ahead, making sure that they had beds and equipment ready. At the same time, he turned to me. "What did they eat before this?" In my past life, after Andrew and Sally recovered, they had their stomach contents tested. The results showed mercury poisoning. The cause? A takeout meal they had eaten that afternoon. Someone had laced it with poison. At the time, Andrew and Sally assumed that Dylan had ordered it, so they didn't think twice before finishing the entire meal. Even up until my death, we never found out who had placed the order.

The copper walls of the tub glowed faintly, as though the engravings were channeling something deeper than heat. While they waited, Jerald wandered toward the desk where the women worked. His eyes scanned the open pages diagrams of plants, chemical structures, strange runes. “What happens to the poison after you take it out?” he asked. One woman glanced up. “We keep it. Every toxin tells a story of where it came from, who made it, and how it kills. Amara has built the largest poison registry in the world.” Jerald’s eyes narrowed. “So, this place isn’t just for healing.”

The gravity of the situation weighed heavily on her, knowing that this was not just a random act of poisoning but a calculated and sinister plot crafted by human hands. "Rudra," Sashi began, her voice tinged with urgency, "do you know where this poison is found? Who could have created something so lethal?" Rudra's expression grew somber as he nodded, his eyes reflecting a mixture of knowledge and sorrow. "Yes, Sashi. This poison is not a natural occurrence—it's man-made. It was crafted by a tribe of people who live in the dense forests between the borders of Kerala and Karnataka." Sashi's eyes widened in disbelief, the image of a secretive tribe lurking in the shadows of the wilderness paint