Harry Potter Wolfsbane Novels & Stories

I click the picture and the description pops up. 'The plant, Aconitum napellus, or Wolfsbane, is the commonly known cure or weapon against the fantastical creatures, known as werewolves. Though this isn't just a mythical plant whose only purpose is to fight those creatures of the night, it also contains many other dark and deadly secrets.' She was poisoned?!

Lucas sat at his reading table, he held a flora design magazine and was going through the different flowers in it. The room was neatly arranged, Ruby had ensured that he grew up to be neat which was paying off, Ruby entered his room carrying a pot of wolfs bane, the praetor wolves sent to deliver a message to Reginald had some of it on them and gave it to her, Wolfs bane killed normal werewolves by touch but its scent was to help them tame and have self-control in cases like mortal combat and wars, she was so glad they could give her a pot of it, it would tame Lucas in case of any danger in the human world.

I whispered, almost to myself. The healer’s eyes softened as she met my gaze, her expression one of both pity and professionalism. “Wolfsbane can mimic the symptoms of pregnancy. It affects the body in a way that makes it seem as though a child is growing inside you, but in reality, it is a dark magic, a spell that messes with your body’s natural rhythms.”

I whisper, “Gloc.” He looks down, “Wolfsbane is poison for us. The people behind the glass walls knew that. They were smart though. They knew what we craved, what could be placed into our system that we had no choice but to cling to it. From what I knew, they were able to mix Wolfsbane with this stupid fucking thing that made us addicts.” “What was it?” “It’s so fucking stupid,” He repeats, lifting his head. I flinch. His eyes were completely bloodshot. “Who knew werewolves would go crazy over Wolfsbane mixed with stupid fucking Anise.”

Ronan's Alpha command slammed into me, a wall of force that sent me flying backward. I crashed hard against a stone pillar in the restaurant. A wave of agony shot up my spine. The force of his command wounded my wolf, and it let out a pained howl. Worse, a fine powder wafted up from the floor, stinging my nose. Wolfsbane. The poison was made to incapacitate werewolves. Even a tiny amount sent a wolf into excruciating pain.

I whispered, closing my eyes briefly as tears of relief welled up. But then his expression turned serious. “Lily, you were exposed to Wolfsbane,” he said. I frowned, confused. “Wolfsbane? What’s that?” The doctor sat down in the chair Mer had vacated and explained, “Wolfsbane is a plant that’s highly poisonous to werewolves. Even the smallest amount can be deadly if ingested or absorbed into the skin.” My eyes widened. “But… I’m human,” I said, trying to piece everything together.

Hunter jerks on the bed so suddenly that Aria’s eyes snap to him and she tells him to calm down, like some fucking child. I go to the table by the left wall and place the suitcase on it. I tap in the code, open the latches and bring out the wolfsbane, a golden liquid substance with flecks of bright blue in it. Roman said Hunter used to buy it in bulk and have it shipped out despite how dangerous it is to werewolves and how he knew his clients would use it against people like them. He had to sabotage that business and bring it down and Hunter was not happy about it.

You're a special one, babes Me: well if it isn't weed, what is it? Lia: hold on. Let me do an image search Lia: Do not smoke that shit! That's Wolfsbane. Bad for werewolves. It Will literally put you in a coma!! Me: Really?? That's actually scary Lia: where did you even get that?From a crackhead on the side of the road?? Me: ugh, it doesn't matter. I'm Disappointed I can't smoke it... Lia: don't do drugs. That's a no-no

"She is the biggest threat this pack has ever faced." "Should we inform the Alpha?" Marcus asked. Finn shook his head quickly. "No. The Alpha is blinded by his emotions. He cannot see clearly when it comes to her." Finn reached into his cloak and pulled out a small leather pouch. He handed it to Marcus. "What is this?" Marcus asked. "Wolfsbane," Finn said quietly. "You may need it when the time comes. Just be ready." Marcus stared at the pouch with wide eyes. Wolfsbane was a deadly poison to werewolves. Even a small amount could kill.

“She’s still under your little spell, Mother. Loyal. Gullible. She’ll do anything I say. And you, I’m sure, can get your hands on a little... yellow wolfsbane.” Nora’s eyes light up. Conan steps back, shaking his head. “Yellow wolfsbane? Are you insane?” he snaps. “That’s banned under the Accords. It’s the most dangerous poison known to werewolves—lethal in even the smallest dose. Its use is punishable by death!”