Venom Pool Novels & Stories

Adam continued, pointing toward a larger, circular pool, “is where the werewolves of age sixteen are tested. The pool assesses the strength of their wolf before they are fully accepted into the pack. Only those whose bond with their wolf proves strong may step forward.” I stepped closer to the pool that had ostracized me. The water’s surface rippled, but not from our movement. Bubbles rose from the center as if the pool were breathing. A faint scent of something sweet and salty floated upward. My fingers itched to touch the water, and as I leaned in, I felt a pulse; El recognized something ancient. The pool reacted to my presence. Adam stiffened behind me, his usual composure faltering. “Dor

“Even the method is unfamiliar. No trace of puncture or injury that should have allowed the toxin to enter.” Leonel’s jaw clenched. “Someone did this deliberately.” I stepped forward to Lucien. My gaze swept to the blackening veins, and something snapped within me— something unfamiliar yet so familiar flushed across my mind. ‘Dead Viles.’ Dravara’s hiss sliced through my mind. “Dead Viles?” I inhaled sharply. “Are you sure?” I whispered out loud, not caring who heard and who didn't. “Impossible.” Kaelthorn's voice rang, cutting the silence. “That poison is banned all…”

“I didn’t even hear you.” “It’s okay,” I assured her, and I approached her desk. “What’s going on?” “I found something strange about the venoms,” she explained, and she gestured at a few of the vials. “The ones that we couldn’t identify? I’ve been running tests all morning. Even though they’re all very different, their chemical structures are similar. If my hypothesis is correct, it seems like they were all produced according to the chemical structures of Udosyn.” “Does that mean that the other kinds of poisons were recreated using the base of Udosyn?” I wondered.

The man was shirtless inside the wash basin, soaked inside the cooked Misloco leaves water. "When will this be over, I need to get the hell out of this place," Finlay swatted a maid's hand away because she was reaching for his nipple. "Tomorrow, Finlay. Drococavillain's venom doesn't disperse until twenty-four hours," Daeneria said, which wasn't even a lie, and she didn't want him to leave so soon.

"Not everyone gets this kind of help. You should know how valuable they are." "What is the root called?" Melinda asked looking the charred wood over. "How can they be good for you?" "It is called Heaven's Venom. A type of poison. It can only be grown from the blood of a cultivator hit by powerful lighting. Very good at killing parasites that thrive off of eating synapses." Ren said politely. "The parasites grow and grow till they burst out. Making it difficult to move around beforehand. With the little critters eating away at one's synapses it makes it to difficult to do much of anything."

"The effluent is being pumped into the subterranean aquifers. It is saturated with unrefined Moonstone runoff and 14-B necrotic residue. It is the source of the 'Golden Fever' in the perimeter packs. The water is the poison, King Leo." Leo looked at the Unlearned standing behind him. The starving scavengers were staring at the violet fluid with a primal, desperate thirst. They didn't see the shifters inside. They only saw the wetness. "If they drink this, they turn into statues, don't they?" Leo asked. "Fatality probability: ninety-four percent," the Admin stated. "The remaining six percent will finalize into 'Failed' assets within forty-eight hours." Leo walked back to the central console o

Light’s flickering, tendrils of black smoke unfurled from behind him, curling around the council members closest to him. They appeared in the underground atrium a second later, interrupting the elders who were chanting a prayer in unison. “Why did you bring us here?” Ronin spit. “We need Dr. Reynolds!” “He won’t be able to help us,” Nikolai stalked over to the hecatolite pool, getting in and floating Liora just near the water’s surface. “Luna’s been poisoned with a very rare, very old toxin called kneiom.” “Knee what?!” Lucien quipped, rolling up his pant legs and getting in the pool beside Nikolai. Thaddeus and Caius followed suit, wading in the water until they stood opposite.

Somehow hearing whatever that was made me dizzy. It was mocking me. Speaking without words. But I couldn’t be distracted. I dipped my hand into the pouch at my side. A special present I'd requested from Vann — black sap venom. It was meant for putting down beasts of burden that were too wild to be tamed. It was an extremely powerful poison, the kind that fed on rot and spread even better in decay. I popped the cork with my teeth and smudged the thick sludge across my claws. It burned my skin. Good. It would hurt the beast more.

It had a strange, milky viscosity to it, a chemical sheen that caught the harsh light of the room. "Liquid fire," I whispered, the realization making my stomach drop. "It’s a localized coagulant neurotoxin. Arthur Vance’s old research from the Oakhaven facility. They’re coating the rounds, Vulture. Even a graze will freeze the lungs in twenty minutes if we don't counter it."

Inside, the roar of rushing subterranean water was deafening. ​"The aqueduct," I said, pointing to a dark, swirling pool of black water at the back of the cave. "It dips deeply below the bedrock and channels straight up into the lower dungeons of the Keep. It’s a three-hundred-yard swim. One breath." ​Vesh stood at the edge of the freezing pool. Without a word, she reached up to the clasps of her heavy, bone-white helm. ​I held my breath, my heart pounding against my ribs.