Deadly Nightshade Tattoo Novels & Stories

I’m not anyone, I’m Aaliyah, assassin of the Italian mafia known as Shadow of death. There is no stopping me when I start. Every single last target had to die was my motto. If you didn’t plan to die any time soon then don’t approach me. But I had to restrain myself from killing the last one because I knew Dominic probably wanted to question him so I only knocked him out. I was back to normal and I turned my attention back to the people who were standing a few feet away from all of this that had just happened.

But now I became hesitant even though I was excited in the forest. Seeing my hesitation, Evelyn sucked on my waist. "Step up; Alpha is waiting for you." Done, she pulled up her sleeve to reveal a tattoo. "My tattoo is here." This is the first time I've seen it at such a close distance. It's a very delicate tattoo. The symbol of the Black Moon, surrounded by a black moon, in the center is an image of a mighty black wolf sitting with its back to the moon. It's haughtily, as soon as I saw it, I loved it.

"Belladonna... meaning 'beautiful woman'... Symptoms of poisoning... dilated pupils, rash or flushed skin on the face, neck and upper body, accelerated heartbeat, epileptic spasms, vomiting... Yes, that pretty much covered what I saw..." Although facing down to the page, I look up under hooded lids. Juliana's face is twisting... Her weight begins to shift... "Also known as Deadly Nightshade..." I lick a fingertip, turning the page with a large deliberate movement... "Family name... Solanum... A family of plants including Belladonna and the other nightshades plus various plants of agricultural importance including... tomatoes, aubergines and... the potato." I snap the book closed, taking a st

I had spent nights researching werewolf lore again, going through centuries of scattered myths, contradictions, and desperate warnings written by people who swore they had encountered “the beasts.” And one word kept appearing. No idea why I ignored it the first time. But it was more common in my new research. It was Nightshade. Belladonna. Deadly in the right dose, subtle enough in the wrong hands to look like nothing more than a simple digestive issue. According to half the sources I read, it was one of the few natural toxins that could bypass a werewolf’s extraordinary resilience, slow them down, make them weak, maybe even take them out entirely. This time, I would not confront him head-on

 '' Il tuo vero amore che hai visto ogni notte".( Your true love whom you used to see every night.)Nicola chipped with happiness when he observed the portrait for good few minutes. "Yess Nicola Sono veramente sicuro che non sia lontana da me .. mio vero amore ... voglio sentire la Darkest Shade of Love con lei.'' ( I am damm sure she is not far away from me..my true love..I want to feel the Darkest Shade of Love with her.) "Sir..I hope your life...your happiness will complete soon.."Nicola said in his broken English accent. "Ohh..Nicola you should take some English lessons..I feel sorry for you when you can't join me to other countries due to your lack of knowledge of the English.."He laugh

“Like I said. You’re dinner.” Suddenly, lights flicker on, illuminating the large room. I’m sitting in the bottom of an empty pool inside what looks like an old hotel. The vampire in front of me is tall and pretty, with brunette hair falling around her face in waves. She motions to something on the floor, and I turn my head down, looking at the symbols painted on the tile. Symbols that when laid out properly during a ritual will block my powers. It’s a Witch Trap, and they’re usually laid out by witch hunters to render us powerless while they kill us. Motherfucker. I can’t even call Binx if I wanted to.

The idea of being in Kade Nightshade’s debt pissed me off. “Thankfully,” Nico continued, “he Shifted back before he finally died. The other dead died as wolves, so we couldn’t get anything from them.” “What did you get from him?” I asked. He crouched down and turned the body slightly. He pointed at his chest. “Do you see that?” I frowned and crouched, too. I stared at the chest, not seeing much due to the blood that coated him. Eventually, I made out a shape tattooed on his body in silver ink. It was a crescent moon dripping with blood. “What’s that?”

God, I wanted to believe her so badly. But time would tell. ............................................ I sank into bed that night with my pendant still around my neck and Maya's bracelet fastened on my wrist. Two talismans. Two reminders that at least two people cared if I lived or died. Sleep came to me quickly, but it was not restful. I stood in a forest clearing bathed in the moon's light. A full moon hung up, impossibly large and bright, it was so close it felt like I could reach up and touch it.

he said with a smirk as if he just won. I laughed at his words because he just fell into my trap and admitted what he did. Nightshade was the Gaisreen equivalent to wolfsbane. As such, its use was highly prohibited and punishable by absolute death. That meant that every life would be stripped away before he was killed for his offense. He just admitted to it in the presence of four Gaisreen. “It’s a great thing that you were always an absolute idiot. You just admitted to a crime punishable by absolute death,” I pointed out with a smirk of my own.

He quickly grabbed the sharp knife in his coat with his other hand and attack Zitrey, however as quick as lightning his opponent get a hold of his hand once again, without even blinking and taking away her gaze at Z. Since awhile ago, when X kicked this scaredy-cat's ass, her stare didn't leave at Z's nape as it shows a peculiar tattoo; a silver moon with a skull inside of it. The skull was penetrated by a dark blue bullet on its frontal lobe. Black clouds surround the skull and the silver moon as if it symbolizes 'death' or 'darkness'. Seeing this Zitrey cold expression became darker. "X sort out your things immediately." their Boss commanded. He still wears that warm aura yet has a cool an