Dark Fire Potion Novels & Stories

The liquid immediately turned dark red and boiling as if Amanda heated it up with invisible fire. “It’s a concoction made by powerful dark magic,” Amanda told him. “The blue liquid is a rejuvenation potion. When it’s combined with dark magic, it turns dark red.” “What did the concoction do to her?” “Mira was mostly injected with Dark Roots concoction. It’s a type of herb mainly used to mess with someone’s mind and fuel the worst side of that person. It’s a common practice by dark witches to make their victims go mad and uncontrollable. Because of her demon wolf, Mira is almost immune to any known magic.”

"The only way to destroy the 'thing' is to send it into oblivion. The most readily available way to do it for humans is through the use of Fiendfyre or Basilisk's venom. Fiendfyre is the best choice available since I can control it and the thing was not physical." Erik walked back to where Larry Potter was seated. The boy was still unconscious, but was having his bleeding forehead treated by Auror Tonks with a piece of gauze. Director Bones followed after him. Erik then retrieved a little flask from an inside pocket in his blazer that was closed with a dropper. He opened the flask and approached the dropper to the boy's scar. "Move it, it is phoenix's tears."

“No more open fires and oversized cauldrons. Now it’s non-stick cookware over gas flames.” His grin was bright. “Convenient.” She began to add the spell ingredients. “Burdock root and milk thistle, dandelion for purging, cypress and wormwood for binding, vervain, basil, lavender, mugwort to consecrate.” She added a sprinkle of powdered mer scale. “Mer for the tide. Fairy dust for air. Hair of dryad for earth. And strands of a phoenix feather for fire,” she added at barely a murmur, distracted by the feeling of power building in the potion.

We all sweared Dwarfs were just some made up species in a children’s book, but turns out they are real. The next week I was with Elder Darnell learning 6 Dark spells: Cloying Darkness, Darkvision, Flood of Darkness, Night Vision, Troubled Sleep, Weak Dark Bolt. I swear to the Moon Goddess the Bolt spells are my favorite ones to learn. For these 6 spells I did great and picked them up quickly.

She continued on mixing the portion while I wrote the spell to go with the portion. All our attention soon turned to the smoke coming out of the cauldron as the portion changed colors from a deep shade of red to light pink. The spell heavily relied on dark magic ,a huge amount of it at that . We all knew the danger of using it and we all knew that there would be repercussions to using such a forbidden spell but we were all ready to deal with the consequences. “Bang!” Freya carefully added the vampire blood to the portion before breaking the glass jar into shard’s.

I had shown them who I was. Back in my room, I looked at my hands. They had made the fire. They had hurt those girls. The hands shook a little, but I didn't care. I needed to be stronger. I took out the old dragon book Eren got for me. I looked for a special potion. A "Fortification Draught." The book said it would make me and my dragon one. I got all my hidden plants and herbs. I mixed them in a small bowl. The liquid turned dark red and shiny. It smelled like smoke and strength.

Dark responded. "Fine then." Belphagor said and clasped his dried bony long hands together, a light in the color of a lava shine around his rubbing hands and when it faded a small bottle with black liquid was on his plan and he fling it at Dark who caught it effortlessly. "Be sure of what you are doing Dark, I might not like you but you are always in my heart."

The flick was so long that Azar himself was surprised to see the power of his fire magic multiplying. Radcliff quickly dissipated Azar's firepower before setting the arena on fire and causing damage. However, he extinguished Azar's fire quickly by absorbing it into himself. "Amazing, isn't it? Do you feel your firepower increase many times over? It is the power of Urvarth's fire dragon that once resided within my Fire Breath sword. With the help of the white dragon's power, Urvarth's power can be channeled through the Dragon Potion,” said Radcliff with a wide grin.

he says as he pats the side of my face with his hand. I nod my head, and he backs away. I move to the spot on the floor where I left my mortar. I work quickly, grinding up the different ingredients. He wants this potion to be stronger. A chill runs down my spine, knowing what I have to do. I trace my finger along the small cut on my neck, getting my blood before it dries up. Adding my blood to the mixture fuses my magic to it and allows me to tap into darker magic, blood magic. I then say the words needed to ensure the magic comes to life.

[Dylan] I listened with wide eyes as Gamma suggested that I use "An hour should do." He said, stretching the dark, viscous liquid he had spent the last few minutes preparing. The liquid seemed to swallow the light around it, curling with a slow, deliberate motion. I looked at the liquid in the cup, with stories I have heard rushing through my memory. The stillheart potion was real after all. I stretched out my hand to receive the transparent glass from Gamma but withdrew from it immediately. From what I have heard, the stillheart potion was one of the most deadly potions in the history of werewolves.