Belladonna Rough Novels & Stories

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.”

“Are you tripping? This isn’t the moment to flirt!” “No, Ramona, he didn’t mean a beautiful woman, but the plant Belladonna. It’s often used as a medicine, for example as a sedative or a fever remedy. It’s also abused as a drug as it induces hallucinations. But it’s regarded as highly unsafe as the entire plant is toxic and the berries as well as the leaves can be deadly even when consumed in small amounts,” I explain without taking my eyes off Hendrick while I feel my mouth going dry. Lisa groans and I can see the eye roll without even looking at her. “Agh, now you are acting all intelligent again. You were on the trip for weeks and not once did you sense something. Idiot.”

it was Balbina who asked this question in a confused tone. Aelia just rolled her eyes at Balbina's silly question and replied, "those are different plants of the species belladonna which are used by ladies and if you remember, those plants have a sweet fragrance unlike this one. The plant which Stephano has in his hand is hernbane, whose oral consumption can paralyse any person or worst can kill him. If a person's skin touches this flower or leaves, it can cause severe rashes and itchiness on the skin. "

“They were afraid that we’d take the girl away to be sold. That’s what Orion…Deimos did to their children if he wasn’t pleased with them.” “Where did she even get the Belladonna?” Deacon asks. “You don’t have any in your herb garden?” “Yes, but not that much. I don’t use it a lot.” Belladonna, in minute dosages, has some healing properties. I always expressed my fears about having it on the property, but Deacon grows it in a greenhouse that he keeps locked and he’s the only one with a key. “Check your garden anyway, make sure no one went in there.”

Still Mavericks POV “Do you think the belladonna is doing the job, why is she still walking, should we have used the Wolfsbane?” he asked, sounding curious and stupid at the same time. I recognize that plant he just mentioned. It is called belladonna, and it is a type of nightshade plant that is poisonous to werewolves and humans. Belladonna is a slow poison, and Val still has a chance to survive it. But if they had used wolfsbane on her, her chances so survival would have been next to none. Who are these people, and what are they up to?

I say, for him to get over the stupid possessive things I can feel coming out of him and his wolf double. Ragnar steps forward. “Belladonna is the only thing in the whole world for which there is no cure. They make it from grass grown from dead wolves. It's unnatural and the gods can't help it. I am really sorry. “No,” I whisper, a sob breaking from my lips.

After his embarrassing business, he stared at me for a while before dropping the pot beside him. The content of the vomit looked weirdly purple. Yes, I was right about him being poisoned, but I never thought it could be something as deadly as deadly nightshade, popularly known as Belladonna. A deadly plant that only grows around the banks of Fleur River. I had a run-in with it when I was young, and I don't think I would ever forget the experience. I touched the plant because its flowers were pretty, and it had a strong sweet smell. I was around ten years old, and my father took me to the first village to see one of his relatives.

God, this is awkward. "Giuzde, why are you guys so quiet?" Said the girl beside him. She had wavy, jade-green hair which she had tied in a high ponytail, and her chocolate brown eyes seemed to hold so much warmth just like how she smiled at me. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Belladonna. My name is Rosellia Laurel, you may call me Rose or Lia. I'm in my third year. I am one of the Pillars and is known as Jade Mantis."

Artemisia looked at the confused woman, that was clearly poison and, particularly, the young woman already had both feet in the grave to drink anything made with the devil's plant. “Don't look at me like that, you're more dead than alive, so there's no better medicine than one that becomes poison.” Leonore took a glass and left two fingers of the liquid as purple as wine, the smell of belladonna filled the room and the redhead held out the poisoned glass to the young woman. Artemisia could have sworn she saw purplish smoke from the outline of a tombstone. He must have been delirious. “Well, if I die it will be a favor I do a lot of people.” Artemisia said and took the goblet, enjoying the lo