Dark Fire Potion Novels & Stories

“You don’t look like you hate me anymore.” “Where is the way to your room from here?” I ask. I would know, but only the royals were ever allowed down the secret passageway. His brows furrow and he shakes his head. “Dunno.” I grip both his cheeks, forcing him to look in my eyes. He blinks slowly as I repeat the words to him. “Two turns right,” he answers and starts to scrape his skin again. I pull his arms down and he snarls at me, his eyes devoid of any recognition. They are bloodshot and weary. I recognize the poison, having seen the symptoms once in a visit to infirmary while I worked as a maid. Bloodfire, made from Dreamthorn, sunscorch blooms and belladonna. First, delirium. Second, the

The creepy-eyed witch said. “What is Darhana?” I asked. “Well, it is a cocktail-like potion made of poitin, absinthe and wolfsbane. If he were a regular werewolf, he would at least be in a comma, or, more likely, he would’ve been dead by now. I am puzzled how his Lycan is still in control after this amount of Darhana, especially given that he is in his human form. Take him to the stretcher in my tent, and I will make the concoction.”

Elizabeth didn’t look for this hint like the other students. “As far as I know, more powerful than garlic is the potion called ‘burning silver’ or ‘silver flames’, as some call it. Unlike potions that contain garlic and keep the vampire away from the person who got such a potion, ‘silver flames’ can hurt it very badly. They burn the vampire.”

The Dragon seemed to have shaken himself and was already gliding through the grasslands, breathing fire down at the SHS guns pointed right at him. Elijah's massive grey dragon gave a huff of relief at the sight of his son and rushed after him to scale the wide area where SHS guns were laid. 'The potion worked, Little Wolf.' Dom informed Iris, who had been impatiently waiting for news. She sighed in relief. Master Aikis had collaborated with the Capricorn Witches to create a shield against SHS dark magic, so that only the chemical might render the person slightly weak for a while but couldn't reach the animal. The potion had been distributed to all of Dom's army.

Raff whispers, kissing along my neck. Drelduin purrs and sends a puff of smoke our way. The smoke swirls around us, then over to the Brazier. We watch and I chant the chant found in the family spell book that destroys an enchanted object that was created by anyone in our family. Raff tosses the herbs I asked him to prepare earlier today and, instead of a match, we use the most powerful fire available; Dragon Fire. Drelduin’s body rumbles and he blows a steady and concentrated stream of flames at the object and soon we hear a loud crack followed by what sounds like a scream and a powerful blast of power that knocks Raff and I back. Drelduin’s tail swirls around, stabilizing us, before he shif

Suddenly there was a flash of light from the portion, Deluna raised her head up as her eyes turned purple before reciting the final incantation: Protego sitalalum, umbra rea Abstergo malum, astra mea. Guard me, The light guardians, From danger and darkness, I pray The potion glowed with an ethereal light, its energy resonating with Delunas' magic. The surrounding air shimmered, creating a protective barrier. The potion was activated, and her essence was safeguarded. With a satisfied smile, Deluna turned and sealed the vial, her task complete. The candlelight dipped below the horizon, casting the room in a soft, lunar glow.

Zander was completely focused on me now, his computer and paperwork forgotten. “He was nice at first, but then when I went to come on break, he started getting pushy about joining me. Ash told him I’d catch him on fire, and we’d roast marshmallows while he burned.” Zander smiled. “Ash and his sense of humor never fail. I bet the Vampire avoids you from now on. Fire is one of the few ways to kill them.” “So, are Gargoyles the only ones immune to fire?” I asked.

“You are so beautiful, dark dragon,” Madchen reached her arms around his neck, never wavering her gaze. “As are you, Madchen, and I love you,” Drago crashed his lips onto hers, searing her mouth with his passion.Black wings erupted from his back, engulfing Madchen in a cocoon of protection. He didn’t care that he was standing stark naked in front of his gathering family, all he cared about was that Madchen accepted him for what he was, a dragon who had found his mate.

I shout to the kids as I swing my sword and slash that ugly man right to his chest making him fall on the floor before us as the fire continues to burn him into ashes. I Look at the bottle I am holding to see that it is the red bottle. Lady Husea said that is a potion to create fire. That is lucky. “You! Kill them!” I hear another shout so I look towards the 3 ugly soldiers who were just watching a while ago.

Colter had casted this magic and targeted them; he was only waiting for Dyron’s signal. He felt his rage build now as the dark energies in him thrashed, he exerted more energy into his thoughts and the flames grew larger. To the king and Colter’s amazement, they were still alive, in pain, but still alive. Their screams would be horrifying to anyone who might have heard it, but Dyron was simply laughing, basking in the pain and misery they were inflecting at his now used up servants. Colter had casted ‘Chimera Flames’ at them, it was a fire that would cause utmost pain to its victim but will not kill them immediately, hence granting them a slow and excruciating death.