Blake Belladonna Novels & Stories

“I have methods to counter all the things she has been planning so I have nothing to worry about. Both me and the shadow Wolves.” “Oh is that so.” I said and she nodded. “Keep doing what you are doing though. When due time comes, you're going to reap the benefits of everything that comes with it.” I nodded. “Thank you, Mistress.” “Here” she brought out a blue pill from her purse and handed it over to me. “Take this.” She said causing me to raise an eyebrow. I'd never seen a thing like that before. I collected it from her hand and swallowed it. It tasted slightly bitter.

Lightning flashes, giving me a single glimpse of the weapon before darkness takes over again, and it’s enough to make my blood run cold. “This is my favorite blade,” she explains as the witches circle around me again. “Do you know what it is? It’s a dragon talon, shaved down to be flat, but it maintains its ridge. I see how sharp your talons are. I’m sure Morgathra will have uses for yours.” “And his scales,” another witch chimes in. “And his blood!” another exclaims. Belladonna snaps her fingers and a hovel appears, a trapdoor lifted by two witches that must lead deep underground. My breath catches in my throat as I eye Belladonna wearily. “Where are you taking me?”

“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.”

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.

I was shuffling closer to Trey when he came sliding over spitting blood to the side. "You can keep her! You wanted her so damn bad then you can take care of that useless bitch!" Trey growled in response and stood up. Seconds later a hand Yanked Brandon out of sight and into the Blizzard, I reached for Trey but as soon as I did, he too was yanked away… "No! Freckles run! Go!!" "Bax! Help me!" Then the Blizzard leveled out all at once, the snow settling in a single wave. Brandon was pinned by one zombie and Trey was currently fending off three. I ran to help Trey.

“And if you stall me, they’ll be the least of your problems.” “Threats already?” she chuckled, but it was dry. “I had almost forgotten your charm.” She turned, reaching for the shelves that climbed the wall behind her. Her fingers, gnarled but steady, skimmed over jars and tins, bottles sealed with wax, bundles of herbs dried to dust. “Nightshade it is” she said, pulling down a black-glass jar. “One wrong breath and it paralyzes the lungs. One pinch too much, and the heart stops cold. You’re welcome”

Kyle taunted him. "Victoria is a fucking bitch, una troia, while my true mate didn't had her first kiss, she waited for her mate instead of being a greedy slut, so don't say that she can't be confident because she can and I believe in her." Blaze said through his gritted teeth and left the restaurant, leaving his family in stupefaction. (A whore.) He sniffed to find his mate and smiled when he felt her close to the restaurant, he knew that she wouldn't leave him alone.

Before Stephano could explain him, Aelia replied smirking, " It is belladonna, Europe's most poisonous plant. " "Belladonna! Is it deadliest? But ladies consume belladonna in order to dilate their pupils to look beautiful and as far as I remember, this plant is named belladonna because it is used as beauty product." it was Balbina who asked this question in a confused tone.

Again, Helena reported to Dominic that Belladonna had taken her pills and that she had witnessed it herself. Belladonna wrote down the evil deeds and cruel torture that Dominic had done to her, according to her memory. However, she scratched it out again so that what she had just written was unreadable. She did this because she didn't want to be reminded of the horrible memories she had just experienced.

"Especially family members." "I could forcefully enter and you won't be able to stop me, you know that right?" I got up instantly, needing to see who it was at the door. I pushed open it, coming face to face with her. She doesn't need an introduction. Camila De Luca, a.k.a Belladonna. The De Luca's only daughter and a certified psychopath at heart. In our world, she was not to be trifled with. In other words, she was worse than even me, the devil's spawn.