Cunningham's Encyclopedia Of Magical Herbs Novels & Stories

It was already past noon, I took my bag off my shoulders and held it in my hands as I entered the kitchen. I placed the bag on the counter, took out the herbs, night blooming nightshade, Moly, holy basil and Mandrake, there was just one last ingredient which I needed and I had it in plenty. Magic. I stretched my hand up to the kitchen cabinet to pick up my magic book. I just wanted to check out if there was guide to cooking Nightshade. There were different ways to cooking them and Moly,Basil and Mandrake were all compatible with each other.

Cleopatra read through her fingers scanning through the whole book, she flipped a page, “The antidote! The antidote is what we need” *** “We need three herbs to make this antidote…”, Edgar began, “Fairycelery, a plant sold by merchants, stinklette a herb found near partially submerged flowers, Burrshoe, a plant found commonly growing in discarded armor…” “We are going on an adventure?”, Iris asked wide-eyed. Dylan shot her a look, “Where do we look?” “The book doesn’t not state…”, Edgar picked up a scroll tucked in a shelf, “This map will help you"

Gudrun throws some herbs into the fire, leaning forward to breathe in the smoke. When I walk over, she hands me the pouch and I reach in taking a handful of herbs. I recognise sage and yarrow. And in my head I go through their magical properties. They are cleansing and calming the nerves and they will ground us. I close my eyes imagining how smoke will engulf my nerves. After a few seconds I feel my mind opening up to the surroundings and I hear the fire singing to me. I open my eyes repeating the words Gudrun had said, then I throw the herbs into the fire. I breathe in the spicy smoke. When I open my eyes I feel how it calms me and makes me more focussed.

asked June as she frowned slightly while looking at Gerald. “Oh? Do you know anything about it?” asked Gerald who was now sure that June knew more about the herb than he did. “The thousand-year-old panax ginseng is an extremely valuable herb in Magic Land… After all, it only grows once every thousand years. With that in mind, it’s currently about time it grew again!” replied June. Hearing that, Gerald found it almost inconceivable! To think that the herb Nori was looking so hard for was in Magic Land all along! No wonder they weren’t able to find it on holy mountain!

“It is a plant that was nurtured by the gods when they walked these lands. In the books where the rare herbs are listed, the page containing its name is missing. There is a myth that merely calling its name or looking too long at it can spell doom, even through the pages of a book. Only a few lines of its description remained. Whoever tore the page out was likely in haste. However, they successfully got rid of the name and image.” “So, how do you find this nameless herb? Was its location mentioned? How do we know the right one when we see it since you have no image of said herb?” He queried. “There is no certain way, Your Highness. Only speculations,” she replied with a smile. “Stop giving h

No one returned the same. But the scent… I knelt beside a strange herb, unlike anything I had seen in my studies. Its leaves glimmered like liquid silver, and the stem pulsed with an eerie blue glow. I knew this was not just rare. It was sacred. The kind of herb that only grew where magic still slept. "What are you?" I whispered, reaching forward. The moment my fingertips grazed the stem, a rush of wind spiraled around me. The flowers bowed as if in reverence. My wolf howled inside my head. And then—

Before he can react, I stood up and ran for the herbs. I giggled when I heard a growl but I know he wouldn’t had let me go. I was looking for that special herbs, chervil, they’re known for their properties and are used for centuries. I found chervil, took them and cobnuts. I made an ointment by pounding them in stones.

Then I entered the shack. Oh, so that’s why they had crucified the forester. Herbs had been hung on the walls, and it was quite a sight. I knew a bit about that stuff, thanks to Rene. Some ingredients were essential for necromancy, like the mandragora root. The forester, apparently, was an herbology expert, seeing as all the stuff there had been harvested at the right time and positioned in such a way that no incompatible herbs were next to each other.

“Our girl has been talking about her best friend since she came last time. She even told her dad about her.” Abby’s hand tightened around Carly’s. “You are my best friend, too.” Carly’s smile was big as she leaned in. “Don’t be afraid, okay?” Abby nodded. “I trust you guys.” I had to clear my throat. I don’t know why, but I started to feel choked up. “Okay.” I stepped back top the bowl and lit the cotton. I added the herbs I needed. Dried acorn for protection and personal power. Adder’s tongue for healing. Ague weed for hex breaking. Bamboo for hex breaking and protection. The pit in my stomach grew bigger. So many of the herbs were for protection, healing, and hex breaking. Usually, only on

Hopefully, she is able to give us a solution before I lose control. We meet her in her room. As usual, she's busy with her magic. The aroma of burning herbs fills my nostrils, and I trace it to a small pot hanging from the ceiling. "What's that?" I ask Vivian, stepping into the room. She looks up from the stones she's pounding in a small mortar. "It's a herb that strengthens magic." This doesn't sound right to me. I glance at Cecile and she doesn't seem to support Vivian's actions.