Hierbas De Moxi Novels & Stories

That faithful moment that changed her and her sister’s life forever. Rie dried her face using the towel hanging on her shoulder and then walked out of the bathroom. She weakly sat down on the bed. She no longer knew what was happening. Rie was still drinking tea made of flax seeds every night. Flax seed was one of the major ingredients for a sleeping potion.

"Now, tell me everything you know." Brittany took a deep breath, her hand rubbing her sore throat. "You'll need a rare herb called 'Amoris Sol'," she said. "It's only found in the A****n rainforest, and it's extremely difficult to obtain." Jessica's smile faltered for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure. "I'll get it," she said simply. Brittany looked at her skeptically. "It's not that easy," she warned. "The herb is guarded by a tribe of Amazonian warriors who will kill anyone who tries to take it."

“And you survived all three times.” “That’s because wolves heal fast.” I finally laughed quietly for the first time that night. The room relaxed a little after that. Even Mira smiled slightly while organizing the books on the table. After everything that happened recently, the normal conversation almost felt strange. Damon sat beside me and looked toward Maya. “What herbs did you actually use?” Maya lifted her chin proudly. “Lavender root, silver leaf, moon grass, and—” “Moon grass?” Mira interrupted immediately.

“Yes, little moonlight?” I walk over and set a neatly torn piece of paper in front of him. He lifts it with one hand and studies the names scribbled across it. “Herbs,” I say, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “Ones I remember. Some are already here, like the white sage, burdock root, and calendula, but I need more. These are rare, but I can’t complete the healing grid without them.”

Lira said without hesitation, her voice firm with resolve. She immediately moved to the shelves, her eyes scanning the meticulously organized bundles of herbs we had worked so hard to preserve after the rat infestation. Her hands moved quickly but carefully, assessing our stock of yarrow for bleeding, comfrey for bone mending, and the precious, rare moon-leaf for countering silver-poisoning.

Leaps over it and the stairs. He needed a laboratory in the basement. Only there were the right herbs. Without wasting time looking for the key, he kicked the door, kicking the lock, and went inside. He laid Deja on an empty table and rushed to the shelves. Wormwood, thistle, mountaineer and elecampane. Quickly grind dry leaves into a powder and throw into water. Small pot on fire. Faster Faster!

“Well, child, there you have it. There is nothing to fear. You shall thrive in a new place while I shall spend the twilight of my life in solitude and peace.” Relief instantly flooded Monique as she glanced back and forth between Jacqueline and Belinda. It didn’t occur to Raina that it was strange that a shop like this that felt traditional and ancient still operated here in such a modern place. She frowned, wondering instantly why Mia here in the first place. “What did Mia want?” she finally asked, causing the ladies to look over at her. “Do you happen to know what she needed the ingredients for?” Monique sighed. “The ingredients are for old world traditions very much like the moon tea Beli

"The special herb Alice made for Sabrina every time she announced a pregnancy. The soup she insisted on preparing herself. She told you it was for fertility. It wasn't." I stared at him, my brain refusing to process the words. "You're lying. You’re trying to twist my memories." "Pennyroyal. Tansy. Blue Cohosh," Cole listed them off, the names sounding like curses. "They are toxic herbs. In high doses, they act as abortifacients. They induce contractions. Your mother was buying them from a holistic shop in Chinatown called Golden Lotus. We have the receipts, Leon. We have the credit card statements with the dates matching every single miscarriage."

"Something that worries me even more." "What?" "These herbs contain traces of Mortwert." The name meant nothing to me. "What is that?" "A very rare abortifacient. Causes violent miscarriage in pregnant wolves. It only grows in specific regions and very few healers know how to identify it, let alone use it safely." Mira finally looked at me. "In fact, in this entire pack, only two wolves have the knowledge to work with Mortwert." My blood went cold. "You and who else?"