Toxic Superfoods Novels & Stories

Rather than respond, he interlocked his fingers while his eyes darted around. I knew that look on his face too well. It was the stance he took when he was about to spill bad news. He would take some time to gather his thoughts together so he would stay calm and use the right words just before he told any of his clients that their test results came out negatively. "Come on, spill," Sera insisted with a panicked voice. "This is a slow-acting toxin that I believe they are using to suppress your Alpha's healing gene. The dominant compound in it can sever a mate bond over time, making the body of its host attack itself from the inside."

Fred was silent beside me, he didn't even drink his juice. "And why would I want to do that? You're my rapist dad, I'm a bastard because of you. I'm sure you have other bastard children that could take my place...." I kept on talking while eating my food. The bacon was crispy and thick, the omelet was creamy, and the fries were always tender but not greasy. Grandmother knows that these were my favorites, she was apologizing in her own way. "...points for the delicious breakfast grandmother. Now, I really have to go..."

“My job is to fix it, not enable you to keep destroying it.” “And what exactly can I have?” he said, folding his arms, voice soaked in sarcasm. “Oh, we’re going clean, baby." I turned toward him finally. "Omega-3s for inflammation. Anti-inflammatory foods that actually work. Vitamins D, B12, zinc—the building blocks your body is screaming for. Green tea with turmeric instead of that battery acid you call coffee. Hydrating electrolytes that won't fry your nervous system." I paused, watching his face cycle through horror and disbelief.

The fat man steps into the restaurant with his faith” he wins. A fat man has little hope when seeing too many men who are eating those dishes with their happy faces. His wife took the food already, and sat near to him. The fat man can’t believe in his eyes. Those dishes from vegetables, tofu, and mushrooms are also too beautiful. It means the cook used too many food additives. So it is not good for the health and brings serious diseases.

Lia inhaled and exhaled roughly. "I have here the toxicology report" she raised a folder, labeled as confidential. "All of the patients' test results contain traces of solanine," she said, turning to Kamilla's table and fixing her attention on her. "Solanine is prevalent in all nightshade families. People ingested it on a daily basis through their fruits and vegetables. It can be found in a variety of foods, including tomatoes and potatoes. A safe amount of solanine is not harmful to human health," Kamilla nonchalantly explains.

Brain development fuel. Foods to limit (or avoid):Raw or undercooked meat & eggs – "Bye bye, medium rare," Damian sighed.High-mercury fish – No swordfish, king mackerel, or excessive tuna.Unpasteurized cheese or milk – No brie or camembert unless pasteurized.Caffeine – "Limit to 200mg a day. That's about one small cup of coffee," Dr. Cardenas said. Damian whispered: “I’ll go switch her to herbal tea.”

while I tried to remember if I had left the oven on. My current date, a fitness influencer named Jax who had more teeth than personality, was currently explaining the benefits of raw liver smoothies. "It’s all about the ancestral nutrients, Sera," Jax said, flashing a blindingly white smile. "Gives you that primal edge." "Primal," I repeated, swirling my glass of sparkling water. "Fascinating. I usually just go for a double espresso, but I suppose pulverized organs are an option too."

he muttered in a husky tone. I tried to push him away but to no avail. I gritted my teeth as I glared at him, “Why would I listen to you? Have you forgotten we're already done?” I scoffed. His gaze became sharper as his hold around me tightened, “He’s not a good person, Brianna” I wanted to laugh. How ironic that he's the one to warn me about that. “And so are you. So, if you want me to get away from me, you better leave me alone as well because you neither a good person, Lorenzo”

It was not that funny, right? “Ah, did I say something wrong?” She stopped laughing when she found I was not throwing my head back with a loud and terrible laugh. “No, you’re actually right.” I nodded, agreeing with her statement. “By the way, what does he eat?” I ask her, going closer to the huge desk. Maybe he eats some kind of ‘arrogance’ and ‘being an asshole’ fruit? “That tasteless food.” She tells me monotonously.

The internet defines a toxic relationship as "any relationship [between people who] don't support each other, where there's conflict and one seeks to undermine the other, where there's competition, where there's disrespect and a lack of cohesiveness." The problem is... sometimes there's excitement in competition. Sometimes the disrespect and lack of support just makes you want someone more. Sometimes, the passion and intense feelings outweigh the negatives.