Blake Belladonna Novels & Stories

"Oh, your that child Blair's other mate found. The one that is tied to Fallon and her's dead children." "You're not my ma?" "I'm the beginning and the end before there was Blair." "You're Belladonna." "Yes, but it was eons before Blair-Boo came to be." "Is this because of Sarin?" "Yes and no." "Tell me what this all means."

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.

“We agreed not to allow another woman from Muzagah to be sacrificed to the gods of the Suramite to pacify them for Habeb’s sins. We believed that the gods will destroy us if we grant the prince his request. Believe me, my son; I cannot wish to achieve wealth by sacrificing sweet Banabella to Moguzule, that merciless god. Never! She is my daughter. Later, we called out the six girls to spot out the genuine one. It was an easy task. The girls gathered themselves shyly and stood before us for scrutiny. Banabella stepped out. At first, she tried prevaricating; but when scolded by the King to speak only the truth, she said things that were similar to what the prince had said. There were no contra

"It was when she found out that she was pregnant with you that she got a foresight about you. In her sight, she saw how you would kill your father, destroy the empire and end all the imperial bloodline. So she tried to run away with you to prevent the tragedy." "So, are you telling me that I was a cursed child since birth?" I asked Lord Arche while looking at the God's pretty, galaxy-like eyes, but he just smiled bitterly at my question instead. At this point, I didn't know whether I should cry or laugh. Now it kinda makes sense. I've heard Bella’s name was given by her mother. Now I could see how her name really suited her. Belladonna. Beautiful lady. But also the name of a fiercely poisono

The diameter of each flower is about ten inches. "Hmm, not bad. Maybe it is enough." Kaleela then give a check on her list, "Okay. So bat's wings is compatible with goblin's teeth. Should I add dandelion's root too? Hmm. How about the pesticide? An ounce of Belladona's powder should be enough." She moves her hand so quickly until her handwritten was unreadable. Her cherry lip grumbling something as if she was chanting some spells. "Meow." A black cat pushed it body to her leg.

Poison is a woman's weapon. Chewing my potato, I retrieve Sola's text on poisons. Nightshade... Also known as Belladonna... 'used historically as medicine, poison and cosmetic... Cosmetic? I read on... Belladona...'Beautiful lady... the juice used historically in Italy to enlarge the pupils of women to enhance their appearance... Fuck me... I flick a page or two: Symptoms of belladonna poisoning... dilated pupils, rash or flushed skin on the face, neck and upper body, accelerated heartbeat, epileptic spasms, vomiting...

Once she's gone and I'm in the clear, I continue walking in the direction of the garden, and I brighten my flashlight once more. I go past the temple, and I see it. Close to a hundred-meter-square land sits over hundreds of belladonna flowers. Oh my God. They're using poison to treat Harry's father? Does Harry know about this? The doctor who prescribed this flower as a cure didn't want to help Sir Smith. It's a slow death for him. Belladonna is the most poisonous flower in the world. And they're making Sir Smith drink three cups of it each day. Someone is trying to kill the former alpha.

I haven't been privileged yet, so I don't know his plan and can only stare at him, too. Kyle takes a deep breath, averts his eyes, and fiddles with an empty cup on the bedside table at the end of Harley's bed. "I have been poisoning both Ian and Leonard with belladonna. It is a sister plant of wolfsbane; just as effective without the nasty aftertaste. In a few weeks, neither of them will be able to shift."

She stepped aside; her eyes held pity for me. I gave her a nod and stepped out of her room. Later that evening, I returned to the library with purpose. I hurriedly scanned the shelves for any book with botanical knowledge, and luckily, I found one. It had a faded green cover titled 'Botanica Obscura: The paralytics'. I pulled it out, my trembling wet fingers swiped through the pages until I stopped on a drawing of a delicate flower with jagged petals and veined leaves: Atropa belladonna.

“Now that we've seen the evidence. I'm sure the council would like to know what this liquid is.” Tony said. They all nodded in unison. “It's belladonna mixed with wolfsbane. A powerful combo that could be used over time to poison someone slowly, and the best part about this evil mixture is that the belladonna masks the wolfsbane effect so it cannot be traced.” The entire room erupted into murmurs. “I hope the council understands how this woman is guilty of killing our beloved Alpha.”