Toxin Novels & Stories

I couldn't see the child's family anywhere and I wondered where they were but I didn't ask. As we rushed the child to the operating room, I briefed the surgical team. "This child has ingested a foreign object that's wreaking havoc on his body. It's releasing a toxin that's rapidly destroying his organs. We need to remove it and neutralize the toxin." The team quickly prepped the child, and I scrubbed in, my mind racing. What kind of medicine could do this? Then it hit me…a whispered rumor in medical circles about a drug called Necrotox.It was an illegal substance designed to mimic a slow-acting poison, one that could hide within

She exploded four times and couldn't handle it any longer. After some seconds, Viper removed it's tail and crawled down to her recently penetrated love spot. Without waste, it entered her from head, making her lips gag and eyes widened. Inside of her, it filled her with venom , exhibiting it's power through her. " Scal Viper". She said it's name before her eyes turned red with a hint of purple lightening lingering through it. Suddenly her magical bowl brightened . Without moving, she streched her hand which magnetized the bowl which flew into her palm.

Lindsay quickly leafed through the stack until she found the pages that contained the results for the cultures and toxicology reports. As she started reading, she discovered that the cultures had come back with small traces of common bacteria, just as one would expect from any cut received in the Sycamore River. The surprise was in the toxicology report. What it said was not even possible. Nothing on earth contained everything that was found. The lab found traces of apitoxin, found in honey bees; latrotoxin, found in black widow spiders; tetrodotoxin, found in pufferfish and other aquatic life; an

"I hope it's worth it, Diablo, that's all I'm saying." There's a lot I can't tell him, like how the case contains a tiny vial of nerve toxin, concentrated enough that one drop will kill in seconds. A single sniff and your face melts away. It's been strengthened to a concentration that could wipe out an entire conference hall full of people, if left unchecked. Which it will do, if I don't get hold of it.

Though Vicky anticipated this, her heart still sank at the mention of Tyler's name. "Are you sure?" "Yeah," Jennifer whispered. "The toxin doesn't harm the body, so it's very rare." She paused and continued, "There isn't that big a demand for this sort of toxin, and there's only a limited number of people who purchased it in the past. After all, no one would care if they're hurting their victim's health if they wanted to ruin someone's face."

The last time I'd seen him this frantic was when I'd gotten badly injured pulling him away from rogue wolves. We reached the hospital. Helen was pale against the white sheets, looking fragile. "Riven, I'm scared. I'm not going to die, am I?" "I'm sorry. I couldn't protect our baby." "Don't blame Natasha. She just... acted without thinking." Riven took her hand and pressed it to his cheek. He kissed her forehead, then turned to the doctor. "How is she?" The doctor exhaled slowly, shaking his head. "The toxin is derived from silver wolfsbane — extremely rare. An antidote would be nearly impossible to source... unless—"

I couldn’t afford to break now. "Aacckkk" I cough violently. A cough ripped through me, a violent spasm that sent pain jagging across my ribs. The sweet–rotten perfume hit my nostrils harder, more intoxicating. Pheromones, but wrong. Corrupted. Weaponized. My stomach twisted in response; the toxin was working from the inside out.

Now to find out if an antidote already exists for it. Slipping back into myself I look to the doctor. “What if it is a toxin that eventually paralyzes the individual? I wonder if you have an antidote for that type of toxin?” I questioned. He looked at me eager to share, “We rarely see that toxin. I had not thought of it, but we can try to see if it clears the sample,” he replied excitedly.

"Someone trained her to survive this." The implications settled like stones in my gut. "How long till she wakes?" Maelin busied himself with unpacking vials of murky liquids, their colors unnatural in the candlelight. "The toxin's a hybrid. Mostly diluted neurotoxin - lethal in pure form. But there's something else mixed in." He crushed dried leaves between his palms, the powder glowing faintly blue as it hit the air. "Dragonroot, if I had to guess." "Daggermouth root only grows in the Wastes."

What made a person so cruel? For the first time I realized that my feelings of hate toward her had become toxic. I tried not to think about them, but knowing I'd be facing both her and Zander next period wound the dark emotions tighter and tighter around my heart, and I couldn't ignore them. She was like VX, the most lethal nerve gas in the world and categorized as a weapon of mass destruction, or so Mr. Neff said in freshman Biology. If one drop of its gas made contact with your skin, you were toast. Yeah, that was Zena. Or should I start calling her VeX? I chuckled to myself, drawing a few curious gazes. Ruthie would get a kick out of the new nickname. Until then I needed to concentrate on