Bfdi Leafy Novels & Stories

“Is it the…?” Darrion pointed his index finger to the table and Jai followed his pointer. He could see a strange looking herb, like a coconut’s leaf but smaller, and the tip of it was blue and glowed in and out like a firefly. “Is that the—“ “Blue-tip Fern. It’s here,” Darrion smiled. Jai grinned in response and observed the table once more. “There are more than fifteen, what, bouquet over there. Do you think we’re going to use them all?”

I replied simply, keeping my voice clipped, hoping I didn't mess up in any way. “Fertility, you say? Enlighten me,” he rumbled, his deep voice making my heart beat loudly, despite myself. But I ignored it and made my voice seem as nonchalant as I could. “Well, the leaves are a very special one. It only appears every five years and once you have it, it can be used to cancel your fertility, till it's minuscule and I won't be able to conceive anymore,” I made sure to tweak every aspect of the Ash leaves, till it became a fertility plant so that Damien could easily believe that. With how I had said it and described it, it won't be long before Damien falls for it and decides to give me the map af

“Go on.” “We identified a compound that traces back to the Nightshade black leaf,” he said. My brows furrowed. “Nightshade black leaf?” I repeated slowly. He nodded. “Yes, it’s a very poisonous leaf. Extremely lethal, even in small doses.” I sighed, rubbing my jaw. “I know about this plant. But we don’t have it here in Shadowfang. Neither does it grow in the neighboring packs or surrounding regions.” “You’re very correct,” Javier agreed, nodding solemnly. “It doesn’t grow here at all. Which is why this discovery is… concerning.”

I know what’s at stake. Moving quickly, I navigate through the overgrown path, careful not to make too much noise. Every shadow feels like a pair of eyes watching me, but I force my legs forward. It doesn’t take long before I spot Blissleaf. The plant is smaller than I expected, its silvery leaves shimmering faintly under the moonlight. It grows in clusters near the base of a fallen tree, hidden beneath tangled roots. I crouch down, reaching for the delicate stems. My fingers graze the leaves—

While Luis sitting on the angular side, they don't seem to notice my panic mode because they appear to be discussing something important. What exactly is it? I'm a little curious. Hmmm... But nevermind. I'm starving. I can't focus on whatever they are discussing if I have an empty stomach. And if it is a crucial problem, I know, even I’ll do my best to help them, still I have nothing to help them on solving that problem. Let’s just focus on my own stomach. Uhmm... But I have no appetite. I just need to make my stomach comfortably warm. In order to keep my stomach warm, I need to drink something warm. A boiled Sambong leaf was more than enough, and these leaves are known around the world as "

She walked over to the cabinet, pulled out a thick book, flipped through it, and turned it around to show me the page. My eyes scanned the image, jagged, gray-green leaves with small crimson veins running through the center. It looked deceptively ordinary. “This doesn’t grow around here.” I murmured, “I’ve never seen it in the manor’s greenhouse or the herbal stores.” “It wouldn’t.” Miranda confirmed, “Cindale Leaf only grows in the high-altitude wetlands of the Eastern Provinces. We had to get our sample through an international medicinal supplier. Which means whoever brought it in or smuggled it. Or had access to merchants who import rare herbs.”

I replied. I looked at the strange array of treatment Adrian had brought back. Just one singular leaf, a grey pebble and a little flame. How was this meant to cure a bruised ankle? Back at school, we’d learnt that resting, icing, compressing and elevating would help treat an injury such as Rachel’s. But looking at what Adrian had brought back was startling. “Give the leaf, Marco,” Adrian ordered. Adrian gently stroked the leaf on the bruised area of Rachel’s ankle. Rachel winced in pain, and scrunched up her face, the leaf evidently aggravating the pain even more.

"There was a lovely one by the fountain. Another by the roses. One under that big tree that would have been perfect—" "I needed to come further out." "Why." I held up the basket. "I need your help finding something." "What something." "Specific leaves. Grey-green. Slightly bitter smell. They grow out here past the dead patch near the palace." Jade's eyes narrowed. "Medicine leaves." "Possibly." "For who." "For. General health purposes." "Remi."

Bima scrambled inside. The room was filled with strange plants. They glowed faintly; some emitted mist, others were covered in thorns. And in the center of the room, under a special grow light, sat a small plant with beautiful silver leaves. That was it. The Mutant Soothing Leaf. "Gotcha!" Bima shouted, his eyes lit with intensity. He approached the plant and quickly plucked three leaves with his trembling, stinging hands. [Mission 'Obtain Mutant Soothing Leaf' Completed!]

I could still hear the murmur of the others talking, concern colouring the tone of their conversation, but I pushed away the feeling of being watched and spoken about. I breathed in a lungful of bitterly cold air. I felt it fog against my lips as I exhaled. But my next breath was warmer, and my next one warmer still. I opened my eyes, right as Rhiannon gasped. “The leaves!” I looked up. Buds were bobbling along the branches of the tree, unfurling before my eyes into bright green leaves, which grew darker the longer I watched. Compound leaves, I noted distantly. It was an ash.