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This is not a story about exotic foods.
Nor does it try to tell an epic tale.
This is a story about a ill-fated reporter whose luck shifted for worse, when he was transferred from lifestyle department to foreign affairs department.

CoverPage credits goes to ArkaneStudios(Prey)... I don't own the rights to this cover and will remove it instantly if the artist wishes so.

Poison Study

Maria V. Snyder



Acknowledgements

 Without the support of my husband, Rodney, this book wouldn't exist. Thanks, dear, for all the printing, the copying, the critiquing, the willingness to be a single parent from time to time, for not complaining about conference fees, for being there when the rejections came in, and the million other things that I don't have room to list!
 To my children, Luke and Jenna, for understanding (most of the time) that I'm not playing on the computer (really, I'm not). To my parents, James and Vincenza McGinnis, thank you for always believing in me. To my sister, Karen Phillips, for reading the book and for giving me the support that only a sister can give. To Chris Phillips, for his good ideas, and for putting up with all of us. And I can't forget the babysitters: Sam and Carole Snyder, Becky and Randy Greenly, Amy Snyder, George Snyder, Melissa Read and Julie Read - without you I would still be on Chapter Two.
 Many thanks go to my fellow Muse
and Schmooze critique group
members: Shawn Downs, Laurie
Edwards, Julie Good, Lisa Hess, Anne
Kline, Steve Klotz, Maggie Martz, Lori
Myers, Kim Stanford, Jackie Werth,
Michael Wertz, Judy Wolfman and
Nancy Yeager. Without your help
and support this book wouldn't have
made it this far.
 A heartfelt thanks to Helen French.
She made the call I had been
dreaming of, and her enthusiasm
for this project has been wonderful. Thanks to Mary-Theresa Hussey, who
has been an excellent editor. Thanks
to my agents, Sally Wecksler and
Joann Amparan-Close, for helping
with the contract.
 Very special thanks go to Alis
Rasmussen, who took the time to
read and critique my manuscript.
Your advice was truly invaluable.
 To my husband, Rodney, for all the
support he has given, is giving and
will give. I'm spoiled rotten.
 In loving memory of Frances Snyder,
Jeanette and Joseph Scirrotto.
 "They would talk to you and make
jokes while they were feeding you
poison.''

-Kathy Brandt, a good friend.

who lost the battle, on
chemotherapy

Not My Book!!!

This book belongs to Maria V. Snyder!!!

I have no rights to this book I just think that it is a great book and it was not on this app so i decided to share it on here for all of you amazing people to read and enjoy.

I am not sure if i will share the other books or not it all depends on how well this book does.

But honestly this is one of the best book series that i have ever read and i hope that you guys enjoy it.

VOLUME 1
October 3, 1976 - Alana Hales is born
1981 January - Alana's mind stabilises at age 4
1982 November - A month after father's death Alana starts school
1982 December - Alana meets Jake Matthews
1983 January - Alana is given a violin by Mrs Linda
1983 March - Alana starts official karate lessons under Mr Matthews
1983 May - Katherine Hales' condition worsens
October 3, 1983 - Alana's 7th birthday she receives her triskelion
1983 November - Alana has discovered a stalker, crafted her basic Mindscape and Capricorn I created
1984 January - Capricorn II
1984 March - Inventory system Aquarius is created
1984 May - Child services, Capricorn III, Aquarius II
1984 August- Katherine Hales' death
1984 October - Alana meets Vincent de Azrael at age 8
1984 December -Azrael invites Alana to live with him
1985 November - Capricorn IV, Aquarius III, Pisces I created 
1985 December - Knockturn Alley with Azrael
1986 February - Alana meets Roul
1986 November - Alana steals from the Ashworth Summer Estate, Pisces II
1987 January - The Hit on Archie Tryce and the formation of The Nest
1987 March - Hit on Italian Nicholas Borges
1988 April - France, Aquarius IV, Pisces III
1988 May - Germany, Gregorovitch, Capricorn V and Illegimency
1988 July - The Romanians and Azrael's death
1988 August - Destruction of the Wallachia Coven
1989 August - The Italian Otavio Russo arrives in Britain

VOLUME 2
1990 August - John Dawlish, The Ministry of Magic and the introduction of Alana Vincent
1990 September - The train to Hogwarts, the reappearance of Jake Matthews and Ravenclaw sorting. Leoen Volkov and first classes
1990 October - Capricorn V, Aquarius IV, Pisces III. The Potion Book, Fencing Club and Samhain
1990 November - Astronomy Lesson
1990 December - Yule with Otavio, hunting with Raymond
1991 January - Alana explains her 'job'
1991 March/April - Chiara Lobosca and Nymphadora Tonks
1991 June - The salamander incident and the Weasley twins. Capricorn V, Aquarius IV, Pisces IV.
1991 July - The final feast, the Goblin bank and the brawl on wolfsbane
1991 August - Lilith Bathery and the Werewolf pack

With a gift bringing hope, comfort and relief, it was only fitting that Gaia bestow a curse of equal measure. A child to reap what it could not. A child born of death's greed and life's carelessness. Fate was rewritten then with the dignified scrawl of an unknown deity. Screaming and kicking at the divine injustice of it all, a new life was born into the world. Out of the frenzied passions of a drunkard and a drug addict from the shadowed back streets of London came Alana Hales. Out of the tattered folds of deaths cloak came the worn soul of one Alexis Crevan. 

I don't own Harry Potter, The Gamer, the Labyrinth, or any of their characters. If I did, I would be rich.

It's not a big coffee house, and there are few customers for the time being— only three people beside her. Although she tried to read to a book, she had a bad time concentrating and there was no good reason for it.

She's stopped the attempt to read and looks around her in the cafe. 

There is a man sitting alone, and two women are at another table. The man is looking hard at a spot on the table before him. He is either thinking something very seriously or being depressed. It couldn't be that he is so fascinated by that exact spot on the table!

The two women are chatting non-stop with a lot of smiles. They are about same age. They don't have any resemblance.They are likely to be either friends or distant relatives.

She's always thought that everyone has their own interesting story. Probably she thinks that way because of her being a writer.

And, just now a new customer has come in. She sees that he is wearing a hoodie which covers almost half of his face, and a pair of big sunglasses. 

Hmm...this one is likely hiding from somebody. Still, she figures there is also possible that he just wants to look mysterious. There are other chances too, though. There is always an exception.

He's even put his head downward a little bit. Except that being tall, there is nothing to tell. He takes a seat at a table at the opposite corner.

She could continue her thoughts endless, but she can't sit at a cafe all day long. She's got to leave.

She goes out of the cafe. Her car is pretty noticeable from a distance since it is a red sports car. 
***********************
She is watching a 9-PM international news program on TV after having dinner. 

A disaster, an accident, some president visiting some country, these are headline news for a while now. Why are bad things always happening? 

Here comes another news. 

The news presenter says, "As readers all over the world have already known, the release of second book...blah blah blah...blah blah...blah..." 

She's already predicted what readers would say, she think to herself. Her readers would love it. 

True. Most readers love it, but...but...

"Many critique reviews say that Hannah Lee's lack of passion in romance is very obvious in this book. The Everyday Post's review even says, 'She shouldn't include romance in her books at all, she is very bad at this."

Whatttt!!!! Her shout is loud and deep, echoing a few times.

Hey guys! Nice to meet and know you!
Here, I wanna try to spend my free time for make a novel. I'm sorry for not continue the awaken monochrome novel, because i lost my laptop and also i didn't remember what was the ideas of the story itself. So, I chose to make a new novel in here to make up the regret I got for losing my laptop and draft novel.

My novel will be named as 'Ambition-System : Monochrome'. I'll give you a quick review about this novel. It tell you a story of a Prince who try to bring a glory to his Kingdom. That's all the ideas of this novel. I don't want to make a heavy and hard to understand story like before, because it's too hard for brought an ideas and spent a lot of times.

I still don't know what to do, my plan is to continue this novel by using other novel and when we got an enough appreciation, I'll change into a new book so it'll not disturb you.

The chapter only contain no more than 1500 word and will be updated every 2 or 3 days, so it'll be easy to write for me and to read for you. Also, I'll try to use translate website which goggle to repair my insufficient knowledge about english. Reason? Well, my English will make you puke so let's use the translate. Or, do you want to read my english first? Then, puke and changed into translate? Up to you.

And, last. Please read and give me critique or suggestion to improve my story that's all. Thank you so much.

Good!? Bad!? What's the definition of that word?

Reight, the Crown Prince, is stupid and weak. He look like a cat among tigers. But, is that important? As long as he live, he didn't care about anything even the Noble and Military hated him.

Sadly, the death of him answered his question. It isn't important being hated if you're strong and influental, but he was only 'the weak' Crown Prince.

Lingering regret and relieved pressure when he died bring a surprise change! 

He's alive and better than Reight before. The question, is that really him!? or are there any person who control him!?

But, the truth no one expect will come to answer that question someday.

Hey Guys! 👋

I write this Auxiliary Chapter to keep the ones of you interested in how far the next chapter is and when you can expect the release of said chapter.

Also if the case should happen of me dropping this novel you can also read about it in this Auxiliary Chapter.

To get to the point:

Word count of the upcoming chapter:

2300/2500 Words. Sorry Guys that it takes me so long, I haven't forgotten about this story, I habe just been extremely busy studying, and when I had free time I didn't want to write...

Guessed time of the release: 

No Idea. Hopefully not to long.

Plan on dropping the novel:

~ Won't be dropped, I will mix things up for me with my Starcraft Story though so releases will probably be even farther away from each other. For those who only plan on reading this story sorry to disappoint you, but I'm doing this for fun, a point that I often forget. So writing what makes me happy is the most important thing. If the Starcraft Story leads me nowhere and is badly received I will switch all my attention to this book again. Until then wish me luck and check out my other story, should there already be a chapter! ~

Important Stuff:

I have seen that some of you might be unhappy with how the MC turned out. I would like to change that. If you have any problems understanding what and why the MC did something in Chapter "Insert Number" please let me know in the comment section of the right "Insert chapter". Stupid and annoying MCs are one of the reasons why I started writing that's why that critique hit me in the feels. Help me fix any parts that could spark misunderstandings as soon as something feels wrong to you.

A 23 year old Student dies in a motorcycle accident. Not having done anything evil in his short life God lets him choose in what Universe he wants spend his next life. After some thinking he decides the wisest choise would be something harmless like the Pokémon Universe. 

Waking up he has to realize that his new Life won‘t be easy as he wished it would be. 
Now stuck with his new body he has to find a good way to live on his own....

The rewrite is done so please reread the chapters if you want to be up to date I didn't change the plot to vastly but I did change a lot of things. yes I know there are less chapters than there was previously but if I did it for all 19 chapters we would be here until next year.

Right I wasn't quite sure author thoughts were large enough for my inconsistent ramblings so I seceded to use a chapter which I'll probably delete soon anyway. So I'm not expecting a welcome back with open arms I did kinda shirk responsibility as an author to kinda ditch this novel for a while.  

I will be the first to admit that the rewrite took longer than it should have done. I won't lie it was mostly due to procrastination I hate writing sometimes the way the words don't form precisely how I want them to the way scenes and characters don't line up. The feeling of hopelessness like I have no control, and I have no idea what I'm doing. Does it have enough depth? Is it nuanced enough so it doesn't feel like I'm importing myself into the novel? I mean no one likes to read a self insert.

On the other hand I love writing the feeling of your own world that you understand more than yourself is amazing, but then again deleting half of it due to you fucking up feels harrowing. 

I will freely confess this was a cobbled together project no thought was put into it I only really wanted to show a few friends and myself what I can do that I can also make a book that I don't just comment and critique but I can also achieve something that I can take pride in.

I guess what I'm trying to say this isn't really a triumphant return I don't want to just pop back in like nothing happens that's not true nor fair to the readers that stuck around. I guess this is more of a reality check I'm going to take more time so things like a rewrite should never happen again, and maybe I should confide more into other people before I deem my work shit? I'll try and work on my confidence if you keep reading deal?

Aside from chapters probably taking longer Things should eventually ease into place hopefully. 🙃

Bullets fly in the nightmarish crucible where death mixes with molten blood in the flames of war.

What’s not to love?

This is a story in a city of death, the cold lonely streets where people breathe their last, suffocated with the tense atmosphere, and piano wire. This is my story, my own tome of survival so those who dislike the darker side beware, because it gets pretty dark when you come in here.

For those interested I’m doing this novel for me so expect inconsistent updates, but at minimum I’ll post once a week maybe more we will see how it goes.

When I began writing the biography of Death, I was not sure where it would lead me. Real life inspiration and the darkest recesses of my mind competed to see which could be the more sinister. To a large extent I blindly followed them, and merely wrote down whatever sweet songs of madness they crooned to me along the trail. 

Like most writers I wrangled friends and relatives into giving me feedback. One, a millennial snowflake, was invaluable. They seemed to consider this fantasy nightmare I had created, to be some sort of manifesto. For the record this book is pure fiction. Fiction inspired by real world events in a few cases, but fiction nonetheless. Like all works of supernatural horror, this book is meant to be entertainment. It is perhaps a meditation on the zeitgeist of the modern west, but it is still as fictional as 1984 or A Christmas Carol. 

Another person seemed bothered by the apparent moral contradictions in my lead character. To this I can only say that a man is the sum of his contradictions. People love to apply the rules to others, but find reasons to grant themselves exceptions to their own rules. I did not want an incorruptible white knight monster. I wanted a complex and thinking human monster. To my way of thinking his inconsistency was his most human feature, even after he leaves his humanity behind. 

Should anyone find a mirror image to themselves in these pages, then it is only their own ego. The sum of this work has been so thoroughly washed in the waters of horror and fantasy that no living or deceased human could ever be reasonably compared to its contents. 

No rational person could ever compare the buffoons portrayed in these pages to a real life counterparts. Any person contending to the contrary is either a snowflake melting in the flames of my mad vision, or a lunatic in desperate need of having their mental faculties examined by a competent professional, I have time for neither. The fact that this book is fiction cannot be over emphasized. 
 
 -Arthur Thomas VanDelay May 2019

Death, a Biography, is a fictional horror novel. It is crass, violent, profane, and not meant for the light hearted reader. Imagine living in a world surrounded by fools. For years your frustration grows, and no matter what you try to do you cannot free yourself from the preverbal ideocracy. Nom DePlume is just such a man, only one day he is granted the dearest wish of his heart. Nom, a grad student working as a truck driver is: intelligent, well educated, and the sort of person who always can find a reason to have a chip on his shoulder. One day while driving in Texas he finds that he has the ability to wish death on those he hates. Being scientifically minded, Nom proceeds to experiment searching out the scopes of his new found powers. He begins in Texas, a state he despises. As he moves on from each experiment, he picks his prey to match some facet of modern western life that he hates. Each receive a fate customized to match what Nom feels they did wrong. Nom then travels home to Michigan after initially defining his new role in life. In Michigan he uses his powers to settle a few old scores and family business. A run-in with an old friend convinces him that he is being selfish for not using his god like powers to better mold humanity. The end of the book sees him taking on the leader of the free world. Nom now personifying Death, learns that he has a true foe, Life.Nom will return.

The quiet place that Edward found ended up to be a small and quaint bookstore that also sold aromatic drip coffee. While he did plan to bring Scarlet out for a shopping trip after playing at the arcade, he wasn't quite expecting the girl to choose such a place. They ventured the less crowded areas of the city and stumbled upon this old gem that Scarlet immediately fell in love with.
The lady of the bookstore had cataracts and seeing difficulties. However, she still welcomed the couple, more than happy to have customers.
"How can I help you?" she asked and ushered them to a seat.
The bookstore was rather tiny because of how many books there were cluttered in the small shop. There wasn't even a menu to offer, just an option of coffee with milk or sugar or tea. Edward wondered how such a place was able to sustain until now and the old lady hobbled back with the order of two black coffees.
"Scarlet, are you feeling better now?" he asked.
The writer nodded with a small smile. Normally, she would feel claustrophobic in small enclosed spaces but now, the tiny shop cluttered with books made her feel at home. As a writer, this was like a dream come true to be surrounded by books and coffee. However, she couldn't tell Edward that yet. 
"I'm fine," she smiled to reassure him but Edward wasn't thoroughly convinced. It wasn't because Elfie told him not to trust a girl when they say that they're alright but because he was still genuinely worried about her.
Even though she wasn't able to see clearly, the old lady brewed the drip coffee with practised ease, her body remembering just where everything was. Edward and Scarlet glanced back when the air was filled with a delicious aroma. As coffee addicts and appreciated, they knew that this old lady's skills were top-notch. No fancy machines, no fancy beans. Just pure skills and a touch of motherly love.
When the two steaming cups came, Scarlet offered her gratitude and told the old lady that she loved her shop. Edward could see the true joy and enthusiasm as Scarlet talked about the books that the old lady collected. Her collections were a little out of taste for the younger generation so she was pleasantly surprised when the bookish lady started talking about them.
"You must be a true lover of the old kind of literature. Most young people prefer to glue their eyes onto phone screens. Back in my days, getting our hands on any one of these would have been considered a luxury. I used to flip through the same book until the pages were worn simply because I couldn't afford new ones. We traded books with friends so that there was a healthy variety to go about. Young people nowadays are too privileged but they don't treasure it."
Edward sipped his coffee and didn't know how to ease himself into the conversation between the ladies. He knew that Scarlet was a little bookish. According to Elfie who studied with her for a brief period of time, the girl was not only smart but also hard working. He knew that Scarlet liked reading because she had a bookshelf in his guest room. The books on her bookshelf were very diverse so Edward didn't know what Scarlet liked. She didn't seem to be collecting anything in particular but after hearing her talk about books with the old bookshop owner, he now understood her better.
She wasn't simply collecting them. She was a true master when it came to books. Those books that she kept must have been special. Scarlet's memory was incredible. Edward knew that he had better memory abilities than most people because he was trained as a spy. He had a photographic memory but Scarlet's abilities surpassed his own. She didn't just remember things quickly. She was able to analyse them quickly as well.
For every book that Scarlet read, she remembered the names of every character, every scene and could even quote their dialogues to the old bookshop owner. Her analysis was very different and her opinions about each masterpiece were very detailed almost as if she was giving it a critique. If Scarlet could remember everything from just glancing through a book once, why would she need to keep any physical copies of books with her? Now, that made him curious. Learning new sides to Scarlet was always something that excited him. For everything new he found out about her, Edward couldn't help but fall for her more and more.
"You have not read it? What a shame," the old lady sighed when she brought up a book that Scarlet never had the chance to read before.
Hobbling over to one of the tall but overly tall bookshelves, she started to climb a wobbly stepladder and Edward quickly stood up and offered his assistance. Scarlet watched as her boyfriend played the role of a gentleman and blushed. How was it possible that she was able to get such a thoughtful boyfriend like Edward? She still found it hard to believe that they were dating and just the thought of calling him her boyfriend made her heart seize up so fully that she found it impossible to breathe.
Impressed by the courtesy of this young man, the old lady nodded in approval. The young lady was delightful and this young man was kind. They made a good couple and even though they were strangers, the old lady was starting to treat them like her grandbabies. She had taken a liking to them and decided that she would gift this book to Scarlet as part of their fated meeting.
"Is this the one?" Edward asked from the top of the stepladder.
The old lady nodded. "It is. Thank you, child."
The teen climbed down carefully with the book in his hand and Scarlet watched as her boyfriend suavely delivered the book into the shop owner's waiting hands.
"This is the book," she said and pushed it into Scarlet's hands. "You should have it."
Scarlet took a look at the dusty hardcover and dusted it lightly. "How much is this?" she asked.
When Edward heard that, he quickly reached for his wallet but the old lady chuckled and shook her head. She saw what the young man was about to do and she couldn't let him do that. University students should save their money for more important things. Books like this hardcover would be very lucky to have an owner like this young lady. Finding a well-read youngster nowadays with an old-fashioned sense of manners and respect for the elderly didn't come by every day. She liked them very much and thought that this would be a lovely gift to commemorate their meeting.
"It's not for sale, it is a gift," she smiled. "A gift with a prayer that someday you'll come by again to keep this lonely old lady company. I used to be able to talk to my husband about books but ever since he passed away, I talk to walls. My children aren't interested in good literature, what can I do? My grandchildren prefer playing Boxcraft over picking up a good read."
With a sigh, the old lady grabbed Scarlet's hands tightly with a strength that one wouldn't expect from a frail woman like her. Her eyes might have been covered with cataract but they reflected clarity and wisdom.
"Take care of it. Someday you will come to understand it the way I do. I know that you are a very intelligent lady but don't let your heart be clouded by logic. Listen to it sometimes, love can save you when everything else fails."
Scarlet looked at the romance novel and blinked. It wasn't the kind of genre that she usually read simply because she preferred to read about a character going on an adventure to accomplish something. It didn't matter if they were doing it to fight noble battles or if they were doing it for revenge. Scarlet liked to read stories that inspired her to be stronger, smarter and better. There was an insurmountable wall by the name of Anastasia and Scarlet had always felt weak and small whenever she was reminded of reality. It was only in books that she could find the courage and borrowed the bravado of heroes to face her fears.
If there was anything being an actress taught her, it was to fake it till she made it. With her talent, Scarlet knew that it wasn't easy for other people to read her. Yet, this old lady who she had only met for less than an hour could see right through her, all her vulnerabilities, flaws and insecurities. The fear that she suppressed like a monster locked in a vault was threatening to break the chains of control and Scarlet's heart trembled upon hearing the words.
Edward didn't know what it was that caused such a reaction but he knew it when he saw that flash of fear in her eyes. It was there for only a brief moment and anyone would have thought that it was their imagination because Scarlet reigned it in very quickly and thanked the old lady politely before making payment for the drinks and leaving. However, Edward knew better. He has been watching Scarlet for a while now and that smile wasn't fooling him. It was the fake one that Scarlet gave to the camera. Still waters run deep and what he saw might only be the tip of an iceberg, waiting to be discovered.


At age 10, Scarlet Liu Xiu Wen was tested with a Mensa IQ of 156.

By age 12, she was publishing books with the pen name Permanent Frost. By age 14, she was a successful vocalist-composer in the band called Britannia. By age 16 Scarlet had a successful career as a model and actress going by the stage name of Liu Xiu Wen.

However, there was a secret that the world didn't know. Away from the limelight, Scarlet took on yet another persona online as Pirate S - the eccentric half-genius. Everyone who lurked in the forums knew her name. Known for her unusual takes on life and mostly popularly for her "Human Observation Diary" blog, Scarlet enjoys the nerd life in secret.

Human Observation Diary has always kept to a very standard format but one day, a reader pointed out that the blog has recently been differing from its usual format. Intrigued by the trigger, Scarlet investigates her latest human observation - an online NEET by the name of Jedd77.

From further interactions, Scarlet finds herself helplessly drawn to him. As their friendship develops into something more, Scarlet has to make a choice.

To give up her secrecy and allow Jedd77 to be a part of her life? Or continue the game of cat and mouse even after the face reveal.

***

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