Deadly Nightshade Tattoo Novels & Stories

Tank sighed. "I don't know if this would anger you but I took none of your word to heart." I jabbered. "Night blooming nightshade can only be plucked at night and my time here says it's just eleven am." "Why is that?" He inquired. "Let's just say its a dynamic plant. If you pluck it under sunlight, it would be a very powerful toxin and it can kill from a single touch but at night when it blooms, the toxins come to rest and it becomes a sure, simple." I explained, though I doubted that was anything close to simple.

“They’re part of the antidote for nightshade poisoning.” She glances up at me, and I catch the quiet excitement in her voice. Nightshade is a hallucinogenic for our kind. While it’s not incurable, the effects last for weeks. “An antidote for nightshade?” I ask doubtfully as I scan the forest for any possible threats. She nods excitedly. “It’s able to stop the effects within a couple of hours. I know. I tried it out on myself.” “You did what?” All my attention is now on her.

ELARA Lovey doesn’t even look surprised when I grab her arm and drag her into the center of the pack hall. “What is this,” she cries, struggling. “This,” I say loud enough for everyone, “is what jealousy looks like when it turns ugly.” I throw the vial on the floor. It shatters on the floor with dark liquid spreading out from it. “The healer confirmed it,” I continued. “its called Nightshade and it's from the station you had access to.” The students started murmuring. Lovey shakes her head, as tears spill from her eyes. “I didn’t mean to kill her. I just wanted to scare her.”

I said. "That would be a wise idea, young alpha, as when this evil does emerge it's going to come straight for Deadly Nightshade. I can tell you now this evil hasn't been seen in a very long time. I am not sure exactly what it is, but i know that the species was thought to have been wiped out many generations ago. Deadly Nightshade is in trouble and you need to do all you can to protect your pack." Sebastion says as he stands up, shakes my hand and leaves.

My eyes drifted down to his torso, and my breath caught. God must have enlisted his finest artist to carve Killian Knight. The tattoo, a haunting web of thorned vines, began at his right hip and sprawled across his torso. Its black branches reached his heart, with another branch peeking over his left shoulder and spreading down his arm to his elbow. The intricate design, hidden beneath his clothes, was now fully exposed.

Derek’s voice was sharp. The doctor nodded. “I found traces of an unusual substance in her system. Something that shouldn’t be there.” “What are you saying?" Derek asked first and Cathy crossed her arms too. I sat up straighter, my heart racing. He hesitated for a moment before answering. “Nightshade.” “Nightshade?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. “Are you sure?” The doctor nodded grimly. “Yes. It’s a potent toxin. It’s not often used, but when it is, the effects can be devastating. You’re lucky the Coastal Moon pack has the antidote. Without it, you could’ve slipped into a coma or worse.”

“Jax is halfway to the border as we speak with a bag full of cash. And there's no ‘escaping’ here for you. At least not through the door” I stumble, the world spinning. “Jax…he…he really left me?” She doesn't reply, just reaches for her pocket and pulls out a tiny bottle. Inside is a dark, glittering liquid that swirls like oil mixed with something else I can't fathom. “This is Nightshade Marrow” she says in a low whisper, placing the cold bottle in my palm. “Smear it across your lips. The second their skin touches yours, they'll be dead. It would look like a heart attack, like they died from extreme excitement”

It smelled faintly of sweet almonds. ‎"This isn't silver," Elena said sharply, her mind racing through her mental index of botanicals. "It's Death’s Nightshade. A rare, engineered biochemical toxin meant to paralyze the cellular regeneration of a royal wolf. If I don't neutralize this in three minutes, his heart will stop completely." ‎The warrior drew his dagger, pressing the cold steel right against Elena’s throat. "If you are lying, Omega, I will rip your throat out myself." ‎Elena didn't even flinch. She looked the terrifying warrior dead in the eye. "If you want him to live, put the knife away and hand me that blue vial on the top shelf. Now!" ‎

Lysandra asks as we run. "Somewhere they'll never think to look." "Where?" "You'll see." We reach the border just as the first hints of dawn touch the sky. A figure waits there. Cloaked. Hidden. "You're late," the figure says. "We're here." I step forward. "Do you have it?" The figure produces a small vial. Dark liquid swirls inside. "Essence of nightshade. Mixed with wolfsbane. Enough to kill even an Alpha." I take the vial carefully. "And the location?"

He was about to talk when my mother interrupted him. “Because it's not your strength. Avery, something that's easily given can also be easily taken. Do you know my moniker amongst the other packs?” “No…” I replied with furrowed brows, “Nightshade. A Nightshade is a beautiful flower and just like a rose has thorns, a Nightshade is very poisonous. Beautiful yet dangerous, pure but at the same time evil, that's what a lot of people see me as.” “Are they right?” I asked my mother gently, she didn't seem like a dangerous person to me but that was probably because I was her daughter.