Toxin Novels & Stories

He was obviously purposely walking slowly because he wanted me to catch up with him and that is something that can never happen in my reality. The words that fall out of my mouth next bring me back to reality…the reality that I am not dreaming. This is real life. “I, Poison Ivy welcomes you to the clan of the abominable dream stand that fulfils the hidden chronicles of the human body which is the only thing allowing the fish to malfunction in the coconut water of the strawberry palm fronds which the seed of the living cockroach which lives in the fourth floor of the rat's apartment shall die in the bathroom of a living specimen." And yes, I said every stupid dumbing word in one breath.

I was thinking frantically, trying to remember everything I’d learned about toxins and venoms and how they moved through the human circulatory system. The way the black veins were spreading suggested that whatever was in Naomi’s system was being carried by her blood, which meant it was contaminating her entire cardiovascular system “It’s acting like a hemotoxin,” I said, more to myself than to anyone else as I paced around the examination room. “Something that’s breaking down her red blood cells and spreading through her cardiovascular system faster than her body can filter it out.”

I saw her nostrils flare as she sniffed, Zoey’s bloody lips. “As l thought she was poisoned but this scent is woodsy”, Zara’s hands began to move over Zoey’s constrictive dress and roamed along her body. I could see her moving her hands over Zoey’s stomach most of the times. “She is not the one being affected by the poison , it was aconitum napellus, since she is a human , she is immune”,

Shadow paused helplessly as he looked towards his feet, “we don’t know…” “Poisoned… by what?” Sarah asked in confusion. Wasn’t Ed and Lara and their way here…. How did he get poisoned? “It’s an organophosphate compound.” Dana narrowed her eyes as she heard what toxin was used; her brain worked through the research papers that she had reviewed at a fraction of a second that one used to blink. She let go of Ben and took her phone to ring Stewart. Toxins was his forte. She remembered that he had some work in this space that she had assisted on during her early PhD days as his research assistant.

Laughter filled the room again, the king’s smile wide as he relished the humiliation he was dishing out. Spencer had been so strong previously. The toxin wasn’t just a way to eliminate shifting, it did terrible things to your body. When I’d had it, I was weak and could hardly concentrate. There were whole days I couldn’t remember what happened to me. The worst part was it took time to wear off. Without that antidote, we weren’t going to get any help from them for a while.

I was their protector, the one they were bound to listen to. But this poison wasn't anywhere being obedient. Compared to Aragon's power and strength, this toxic Ricin seemed powerful enough to let his body go numb. It was prepared using dark magic. And there had to be a human behind all these. Seeing him in that state was my weakness. But after the rejection, I thought everything ended between us. Much to my surprise, sparks were still alive. The moment I touched his forehead, I could absorb that Ricin. He wasn't dead, lying there like a vegetable. The world of poison got simulated, and it was connected to him. The worse he got, the worse my world started tearing apart. Keeping it safe was m

"Wait. Bobby Henderson is dead?" The news hits like a physical blow. Bobby had been paralyzed from the waist down after a brutal border raid two winters ago, but that spinal injury should not have been fatal. When I had snuck into the pack clinic in disguise to examine him weeks ago, I had found something far more lethal hiding in his blood—a rare, slow-acting toxin known as the Scorpion King. The Scorpion King is an ancient, mythical poison, virtually unknown to modern pack doctors. It mimics natural nerve decay, rotting a wolf's core from the inside out.

Benjamin, as an outsider, might not know the properties of this kind of toxin, but she herself was very familiar with it. Dr. Abbot took a deep breath and said, "Benjamin, the antidote for the paralyzing toxin is very broad. There are ninety-six known solutions, and even more outside of those ninety-six. We haven't figured them all out. This is the most accurate of the ninety-six known solutions, and it's already in these pills. If this doesn't work, then only the most precise detoxification method in the other person's hands can make Amanda better." Benjamin looked at Amanda in silence, not speaking.

“His throat was black and I could smell a toxin mixed with the stench of blood” A toxin mixed with the stench of blood. I tried to think if anything would come to mind but nothing did. I knew nothing about drugs, talk less of poisons. The woman's voice rose again. “It's the Luprax serum” I looked up at her, my jaws clenching. Now, I have to look into the poison called the Luprax serum. The journey will be rough, but I will go any length to clear my name.

"Nathan! What gives you the right to throw Wyatt's gift away?! Apologize to him right now!" But by then, I could not speak anymore. My throat had swollen to the point of being blocked as my vision began to blur. I staggered toward the living room, where I kept my allergy medicine. But after only two steps, Hannah grabbed my arm. "You're not walking away from this. Apologize to Wyatt." "Medicine. Get my medicine..." I pointed at the drawer as it grew harder to breathe, and my chest was so tight it felt ready to collapse.