Strong Poison Book Novels & Stories

She stared at the empty space and the huge shelves of books. "What next, Phoenix?" she said, walking towards the bookshelves. "Walk to the thirteenth shelf on your right. You will find books on poison," Phoenix said, leading her to the shelf. "Good, pick the fourth book at the left side corner of the shelf," Aurora counted the books and grabbed the book. Boldly written on it was "The Potions for Poison." "How did you know that such a book exists here?" Aurora asked as she flipped through the pages.

The book seemed ordinary, like the one my ancestor wrote, but something told me that it meant something important was in it for him to secure it like this. I scanned through the book and stopped when I got to their weaknesses and how to kill them. I saw a few of the things I knew about. Fire, sunlight, garlic, decapitating, staking through the heart, holy objects, and so on, but my eyes stopped at the one thing I did not know before. It was a weakness, though, but I have never heard of it. "Vervains," I muttered and read the write-up on it. It makes them unconscious and weak. "Wow."

“That’s what the old man told me. Also, I saw a record about Necro Poison in the book he gave me. It wrote that it is the king of poisons and counters all poisons...” After a pause, he added, “But it seems there are no records of real cases in the book. He probably hadn’t encountered a situation like yours.” Mable nodded slightly, a bitter smile appearing on her lips. “So, whether the Necro Poison can neutralize other poisons is unknown, right?” Without real-world examples, the records in the book might be inaccurate... Rory stared at Mable and moved his lips as if to say something, but in the end, he swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue and remained silent.

Izzy asked. I smacked my hand on my head. I can’t believe we didn’t put this together a long time ago. “It is a book that was handed down over centuries. Basically, a book of recipes for potions. I remember being a kid and looking at it with awe.” Caleb groaned. “We are so dumb,” he said. “The recipe for the poison was probably in there.” “Are you sure?” Izzy asked, shocked. I shook my head.

"The fourteenth herb she has no clue about. She wants us to provide some references to see what rare toxins exist in the world. Mr. Leon are there any books you can recommend." "Let me think. There do seem to be books that document all the toxins." They sat down together again to discuss about wolfbane. Time passed unnoticed, and it was getting dark. They were unaware of it. Danger crept in with the darkness. Princess Adele, "They lost track of time as usual, didn't they?" "Yes. Everyone has left. Now there are only two of them left in the library." "Very well. Then let's follow the plan." ***

Patrick, Dominic's beta, had taken his leave and quickly exited the place before Dominic could call him out for his mistake. Now, fryege carefully pulled out the book from his bag as if it was made of porcelain and held it in his hands. It was an ancient book with a large hardcover and its pages yellowed and delicate. Freyge showed his asset proudly to the mage who could only stare at the book in shock. “Where did you get that?” Looking at the book, he walked near and flipped a few pages carefully, not quite believing his eyes. It held information on curses, potions, and hexes along with ingredients, where to find them, the brewing process, and a lot more.

Brittany walks toward her dresser and pulls out a wooden box from one of the drawers and places it carefully on the vanity. The box looks just like the black one she gave me. Brittany opens the box. Inside are red perfume bottles. Dozens of them. They are identical to the poison bottles she gave me. I stare at them, confused and horrified all at once. “What...” My voice comes out faint. “What is this?” Brittany smirks. “These, are the stronger poisons.” She picks up one of the bottles delicately. The red liquid inside swooshes with the movement.

He bowed and was gone as quickly as he arrived, leaving the heavy satchel behind. I lunged for the bag the moment the tent flap sealed. I untied the cord with shaking fingers and pulled out the book. It wasn't ancient and brittle. It was a modern reprint, but the cover read: Healers' Lore: The Legacy of the Wounded Crown. It was a medical text, disguised as a historical relic.

Miguel, on the other hand, looked for it on the Internet, in various online stores and auctions. Unfortunately, it turned out that this book had only a few copies and was therefore extremely difficult to find. Most shops either did not know about its existence or never had this book in their collections and only heard legends about it. It could mean two things - either this book simply did not exist, or it was so dangerous that only the initiated had it in their book collections. Maria rejected the first option because she trusted her dreams and gut feelings now even more than before. Therefore, Miguel believed that the second option must be true, and it gave him hope that if they could get

July 19 finally came and that day, from the very morning, Meredith felt that the opponents were approaching. Around noon, she notified everyone: - The army will soon emerge from behind the trees, they will come from the forests to the east, I feel the very strong demon energy. There are a lot of them... More than we expected. They also took the worst scums from the Underworld with them, vampires, strigoi, trolls and other monsters, all children of the darkness.- Meredith said, staring at the forest wall.