Belladonna Rough Novels & Stories

What can I use? My eyes caught something in the garden. A small patch of plants—dark, glossy leaves, almost shining in the sunlight, and deep purple berries hanging like droplets of poison. I knew that plant. Belladonna. A rush of excitement shot through me. Could it work? I stared harder, my thoughts racing. Belladonna was dangerous—deadly even—but in small doses? It could be exactly what I needed. Just enough to knock him out. Just enough to give me the time I needed to escape. It wasn’t a perfect plan, but it was a start.

“Last night, I visited King Guaya. He talked about the visitors you saw the other night. They demanded for Banabella, but we denied them their request. King Guaya lied to them that she’d been acutely ill and had died two days ago. The prince did not believe this. He and his men left, saying no word. King Guaya followed them as though leading the way out, and furiously, a soldier threw a parchment at his face and that was when they left in anger. The next day, another group returned, demanding for Banabella. And as they rode off, with no hopeful response from King Guaya, a soldier hauled another parchment at his face. “The first letter read: ‘I, Prince Habeb, the Prince of Suramy demand from

Having to kill our mate broke something inside both of us. Leaving us with little faith in fate and feeling as if the Moon Goddess had cheated us out of our happiness. ‘Arcas’ I called to my beast. I hadn’t spoken his name in many moons. I was met with silence as usual. I reached over to the bedside table, opened the drawer, and pulled out a bottle of belladonna. It took a lot for me to feel the effects of alcohol, but I liked the taste of it, and belladonna is a sedative herb to us. A drug, so, mixing it in with the bottle, I then proceeded to tip the bottle back and took three big gulps of the heavy, dark rum.

It was the highest means of torture that I knew about. "I don't but I know some where can get the Belladonna, deadly Nightshade." She suggested. "I don't want that too." I said with a frown. "Just get me aconite and let's just hope it wouldn't be the bane of me." It was play on words for anyone who knew that aconite was also wolfsbane. "Alright, Alpha." Selena bowed as she left the room and the numbers decreased to only two, I and Sophia.

I felt like I was floating in clouds, my head feeling so light. When it finally ended, I opened my eyes slowly, looked down, and saw the mess I’ve made. It all landed Belladonna, on her stomach, on her face, and some even got in her hair. I said nothing, just stared at her. She looked down at the mess on her stomach before she touched it, coating her finger with it. She looked at me as she brought the finger slowly to her lips and licked it. “What a load you were carrying,” she said. “You cum a lot. Is that normal?”

My heart sank, but I couldn't allow defeat to set in. “Where can we find Belladonna?” I asked, determined to do everything in my power to save the triplets. Cierce pointed towards the mountains near the Colorado River. “There you'll find the plant. Belladonna fruits are black and round. It's the antidote we need,” Cierce explained. I nodded, ready to go, but Hunter intervened. “No, Fierce. I'll go with some wolves. We can't risk anything happening to you,” he said. I understood his concern, but the urgency of the situation compelled me to act quickly. “Hunter, we need to be fast—every minute counts. If we go together, we can expedite the process,” I argued.

He asked himself and his eyes darted to the young men who were both smiling mischeviously "What the fuck happened!!" He growled as he continued staring at them "Well,while you were busying playing with the maid downstairs,I gave her bellandona,so she just went unconscious for some minutes" Kai said with a smirk on his lips without minding the deadly glare he got from Diaz At the mention of "bellandona"Diaz lips gave a slight smile How could he ever forget "bellandona??" Bellandona was a rare plant used as an antidote for deadly nightshade in the ancient days,he had gone completely mad that he completely forgot about the rare plant which could be used to save his beautiful pet

The air was heavy with the scent of old parchment and the faint aroma of herbs we had gathered, remnants of our brewing experiments that had turned our space into a chaotic study. Days had blended into nights, our world shrunk to the dimensions of this room, and our determination fueled a feverish urgency. If we hoped to combat the darkness lurking in our pack, we needed to decipher these secrets that had been buried for too long. Rose, furrowed in concentration, leaned over a particularly worn page. "Tanner, look at this," she urged, excitement lacing her voice. "This section on the effects of belladonna suggests it can amplify emotions but also cause severe paranoia. If Seamus used this on

She kept her head down, and her aura pulled in tight. Nothing to see here. Just a girl and her plants. Professor Halloway, a kind old man who smelled of peat moss, walked in and clapped his hands. "Settle down, everyone. Settle down. Today we are discussing the Atropa Belladonna and its uses in modern pharmacology. But first..." He started saying then stopped talking, he looked nervous. He adjusted his glasses. "We have a ermmm... a guest auditor today." He continued to say.

Still nothing. I study her and add. “If you love nice-smelling fresh flowers, I want to get you at least two hundred stems of Gardenia. I know they smell so good.” When she speaks, her voice is flat and monotonous. “I’ll prefer a Belladonna.” I frown. “Belladonna is a poisonous flower, Bethany.” She flashes me a mean glare that has me quickly apologizing. “Sorry, but it’s a poisonous plant that can cause madness.”