Novel & Cerita Amortentia Potion

It took me minutes before I arrived to the first page of the ‘Potion Section’. “Animal Transformation Potion, Appearance Potion, Beauty Potion, Disguise Potion, Elixir of Life, Hair Growth Potion, Happy Potion, ..” every word was fascinating. I didn’t know things like these existed. Then after a few seconds, “The Love Potion.” I mumbled as I found the page that would bring me into my own death. “Two alive love bugs, three cups white wine, three cups red wine, nine apple seeds, and nine fresh rose petals.” I immediately read the ingredients and tried to familiarize the steps myself.

I applied the ointment on Amarantha's arms, spreading them across her body. "This is one of the many antidotes of poison my late grandma had compel me to do even though I had always hated it," I smiled softly. "Very potent and most effective for any kind of poison whatsoever," I assured Cassius as I continue to spread and rub the ointment over her. "It seemed I was poisoned as well following my second moon ceremony. Crystal had said it was the food or not." I rolled my eyes teasingly. "But I'm glad I was compelled by my Grandma to have such skill about potions for poisons." Cassius helped Amarantha seat upright to lean against the headboard as I continued with my little act of kindness.

Having said that, she charged outside and grabbed my potion box, flipped it open in front of everyone, and said, "See! There's one bottle missing!" Then, she took out the prescription and read it out loud, "Sativamus Grass potion. For anesthetic purposes only. Take precautions during Full Moon's day, for it leads to violent ecstasy. This is proof! She poisoned all the soldiers in this camp for some unspeakable purpose!" Everyone was looking at me. Will stepped forward and tried to block me with his body. Mana and Mata stood next to the sides of my body and looked up at me. "Miss, why don't you tell them that you haven't done any of this?" Mana said.

How indecent! "Fine, fine, stop yelling! I'll return the pendant to you!" Ambrose replied curtly. Then he put the jade pendant back on Ophelia! The next moment, he checked the elixir box. There were dozens of elixirs in it, and it included the Seven Exquisite Elixir! He chuckled. 'I finally found it!' Ambrose was in a great mood. He smiled at Ophelia and said, "Pretty woman, don't glare at me. I'm only taking a few of your elixirs."

she asked, looking at the liquid with a suspicious look, though she was clearly hurting too much to put up a real fight. "It’s a tonic to stabilize your system and stop the black veins from reaching your brain, and it will give you the focus you need to deal with the people who betrayed you," I lied, while I kept my face perfectly still so she wouldn't see the truth. The potion was actually a blend of nightshade and fermented wolfsbane, designed to sharpen her aggression and turn her into a mindless killing machine the next time she saw a member of the Blackwood family, because I wanted her to kill Silas before he had a chance to explain himself.

he hissed, leaning down until his frame completely swallowed me. I couldn't breathe.The vial sat there between us. Aiden's hand slammed onto the table. The crack echoed through the room. "This potion." His voice was deadly calm. "The one you claimed came from your grandmother." My stomach dropped. Aiden laughed. The sound held no humor. "We tested it out in the lab." The room spun, my pulse thundered. Aiden leaned closer. "It contains a concentrated blend of poisonous herbs and dark-magic spices designed to destroy a wolf from the inside out over a matter of weeks."

A light bulb went off in my head; Mama Owen's potion! Hands trembling, I conjured the ingredients needed for the potion; betel nut, mugwort, black pepper and a black candle. Feeling a break in the barrier, I cted quickly. I focused on transforming the herbs from their solid matter to liquid and lit the black candle. Once its wax dropped on the floating liquid, it turned Egyptian blue. Sweat beaded my forehead as I concentrated. The barrier came crashing and the demon advanced. With my mind, I flung the liquid at it. The demon screeched when the liquid made contact with it, weakening it.

The scent was sharp yet soothing, a blend of Veythra roots, Lunaria leaves, and a touch of Nocturne tree sap, which only grew on the northern mountain slopes. The potion was not just a medicine; it was a legacy from her grandmother, a wise woman from the once-respected Oracle clan, which had been destroyed by Alpha Kenzo's ambition. “It's a sedative,” said Elara, trying to sound calm even though her heart was pounding. “To help Amelia recover and so we can move without leaving too many traces.” Alex looked at her sharply, his dark eyes catching the lie behind Elara's smile. He had lived too long in the world of Alphas, humans, and half-mythical creatures to not recognize the trick of scent c

"Is it true? Did Cara really find a way to detoxify thanorite?" Amanda stood before the fireplace, her hand gripping a porcelain cup so tightly the veins on her arm bulged. The fire’s warmth did little to chase away the chill crawling down her spine. "Impossible. Cara can't have the formula. It was lost to the Ivyshade pack fifty years ago. None of them remember Glacialis Herba anymore." "But the Blood Moon warriors already left this morning to retrieve Glacialis Herba." Amanda inhaled deeply, suppressing the rage surging within her. Slowly, she set the cup down on the table, turned to her daughter, and said firmly:

Finally, she lifted a small glass bottle filled with a pale, shimmering liquid that seemed to pulse faintly with its own light. “This is a potion of cleansing,” Leonora explained, handing the bottle to Alice. “I made it from healing herbs that my mother taught me to gather, combined with water from the purest spring I know. It’s meant to cleanse any form of dark magic and purify the heart. If anything can remove Corazon’s influence, this will.” Alice took the bottle, her hands trembling slightly. She gazed at the potion, its faint glow filling her with a renewed sense of hope. “Thank you, Nana. This might be exactly what I need to bring Johnson back.”