Blake Belladonna Novels & Stories

In fact, he might just despise her more than he despised the Bride. ____ ____ Belladonna avoided the mirror, like a plague, throughout that day. It was easy for her to do that. She had been very busy in her study, preparing the ingredients according to how she remembered the instructions that had been drawn out on the wall, of the underground cave of Badura. It had taken her so much time to grind the dragon stone into a fine texture, and blend the sunflower along with it. Eli had asked her about the sunflower earlier this morning, he said the pendant was strange and the necklace was irremovable.

"They’re too bright. The mud is washing off. We need to hide them." "How?" Tristan walked to his desk. He rummaged through a drawer and pulled out a small glass vial filled with a milky liquid. "Belladonna extract," he said. "Diluted. It’s for… recreational use. Dilates the pupils." He held it up. "If your pupils are blown wide, the black swallows the violet. It will make you sensitive to light. Your vision will blur close up. And you’ll look drugged." He offered it to her.

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.”

CHAPTER 2 BELLA "Fifteen minutes to the Stop in Honeyville, folks," said the loud voice that woke me up. Jacob was still asleep,his head snuggled on my lap."I promise to make things so much better for you,Jakey. I will not let anyone ever hurt us again." I whispered to him while running my fingers through his hair. As we got off the bus, my jaw hung in awe.The only words that came to mind were WOW! WOW! WOW! I looked over to Jacob,and his once scared looking eyes were gleaming with excitement. I smile down at him and go in for a hug."Welcome to our new home town Jakey" I tell him. This town is truly beautiful. It oozes a positive and happy vibe I never thought I would bear witness to. Every

"Please, don't say such things. The walls have ears, and the King... he has the shadows." "The King is a parasite," I countered, my thumb pressing against her pulse. "But I have a way to make him starve. I know you’re a healer, Elara. I saw you sorting the tinctures. You know what grows in the South Quad under the gargoyles." Elara’s pupils dilated. "The Belladonna-Root. The Widow’s Kiss. No... mistress, it’s too dangerous. It’s a paralyzer."

She dared me to stay quiet and I nearly peed in my seat. “T-he… Belladonna. She said I was in contact with the bad guys. And that I should help them sieve them out.” I said in a small whisper. “Ahhh. Belladonna. She’s one of the best. Although she can come off a little broody and very much self-conceited, that's what makes her perfect.” She said almost dreamily and got up, then gracefully stepped out of her seat. She walked to the bookshelf, the sound of her heels against the wood creating an enchanting sound.

She took a moment to find the words as though they were going to be her last. “Well, um...Belladonna has the ability to cause severe intestinal cramps and intense muscle spasms. If not measured correctly, the person taking it could end up having hallucinations and a high risk of running an extremely high fever. And in the worse-case scenario, the person taking it may even end up dead.” Alexander fought hard to not clench his jaw at the dark thought. No. I will not end up losing Evelyn. She will not die! He never took his eyes off of her as he pulled himself back. He let out a contemplative hum.

Alexander, laying on his stomach, lifts his head and scuffs his nose. "Why don't you call out to him? He's bound to be here somewhere! Or the rest of the wolves that were with him as well." Xander suggests. "Someone out here? Who are you?" Blake turns on his heel and glances every inch reachable by sight. A small stir out in the far startles him. Grasping his dagger from behind his jeans he dreads the fact to have to fight anyone. He is tired, worried about Selene, and blood thirsty for Damian's head. The last he wants is to be surprised by someone who dares to cross him at this moment.

She quickly began to help the lady in hiding her weapons. "You are right" Linda agreed as an afterthought. Just then Blaze walked in with a mysterious smirk on his face. Linda bowed and excused herself, leaving the couple alone. "What happened?" Bella asked eying him with a smile. Blaze wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her towards him. She is wearing a black gown, which is the signature color of the dark realm. Her dress hugs her waist and flares down to her feet. The shimmery material is shimmering when the sunlight hits its surface.

commented Angelica. “He took the name of the inn literally.” I sighed, staring at the wooden board above the entrance that held the name ‘Nightshade Inn’ and a carving of the nightshade flower. Toto added, “Just like how the plant is very beautiful and appears to have emerged from Paradise, this inn sheltered those beautiful girls. Yet, underneath those magnificent green leaves and gorgeous red flowers with extraordinarily beautiful shapes and fruits that look like waxy-looking blackberries, Atropa Belladonna is dangerously poisonous.”