How To Make Potions Stronger Novels & Stories

He questioned, looking as she was examining the petal. "Yup. I see you are trying to create a potion that would make something that is weak get strong for some time" she told. He looked at her, not wanting to tell her she was right. He was actually trying to create a potion that would make Cora's weak cub a little bit strong in her womb. Even if she was doing all Cora was told to make sure her cubs survive, they also needed external help. He thought. "Instead of using primrose petals, scrap that and use blue ivy's instead" she dropped the petals on the counter and looked up at him. Then she was he was closely watching her.

Men are so easily controlled. I continue to read. It’s mostly a record of self-loathing, regret, and mega-arrogance as she figured out how to perfect her various potions. A reanimation potion that scared her. ‘It has to be injected into a fresh corpse. Don't use.’ The extra strong health potion that can bring a wolf back from the brink of death. ‘If we carry this in battle we’ll be unstoppable.’ And then. ‘Jericho found his second chance mate. I can feel it. I won’t allow it. He's mine. As soon as I’m strong enough, he’ll take me back.’

She exhaled deeply. A grim realization struck her, and her gaze narrowed. The potion. She had made it herself—specifically to weaken supernatural strength and power for prolonged periods—and she had never thought she would end up a victim of her own concoction. Her eyes darted to Elias, his smug expression making her blood boil. They couldn’t use their strength, and the most stupid idea lingered in her head. At first, she thought of breaking her fingers so they could pass through the cuffs, but just how many would she need to break?

She cleared her throat, “Anyway, ingredients can be stuff like herbs, crystals, bits of nature, or even parts of an animal. They all have their uses. For instance, if you wanted to create a potion that’ll protect you from harm for twenty-four hours, you’ll want to start off with moon water and salt. Now let’s say you wanted it to not only protect you, but cause harm to anyone who might hurt you, then you’d add a bit of cayenne, or maybe even some ruby dust.” My head began to swim as the words and phrases she threw at me bounced around my skull. “This all seems very…in depth. How am I supposed to learn all of this?” Last night I tried for hours to find some increment of magic within my body,

I had to warn them. Tonight. I would tell them tonight. But first, I needed to clear my head. “How do you know how to make this stuff?” Elise asked, pulling me out of my own thoughts. She stirred the bowl every time I sprinkled some more herbs into it. In order for this potion to work, we had to ensure that it was mixed constantly and mixed well. Otherwise, it’d work for only a few moments, and then the body would become paralyzed. “Trial and error,” I said, hoping that she’d drop it.

“See, how his blood is black with toxin. But don’t worry, cure of this spell is pretty simple.” A vial of some orange liquid was poured into the drip, she explained the puzzled audience in detail. “This particular sorcery is often used to intensify or accelerate the process such as freezing or melting. The executer was smart enough to use this for enhancing the outcome of the poison: mixture of toxic mercury, wolfs-bane and silver.” Then she placed three more vials on the table and instructed to use them carefully. After this quick healing session, that witch was about to leave when Elijah wrapped his arm around her petite waist.

There wasn't a moment to spare. I began to concoct the Potion of Charm, mixing the essence of elderberry twigs and bitterroot swirled around in the cauldron. It bubbled ominously as it boiled down into a thick liquid. I added a few petals from the vial of nightshade, observing as the liquid turned a vibrant shade of pink - a clear sign of its strength and effectiveness. It was intoxicating yet familiar; like ripe berries and vanilla mixed together. The scent alone was enough to make anyone fall under its effect.

I place a handful of dried Mugwort into the cauldron followed by a handful of dried Lemon Balm, Hibiscus, and Wormwood, I watch as each ingredient changes the colour of the water. I give that a small stir before I add some of Skylar’s Succubus venom and then give it another slow gentle stir until the water returns to clear, I then pull out about 2 dozen small vials. I fill each vial with the finished clear potion and place them in a holding container.

For the next three days, Ash did not come back, and I received many messages from Scarlett on my phone. His sexual journey with her was very pleasant, and I could feel it. I found the loyalty potion and strengthening elixir that Ash had hidden in our home. The Moon Goddess told me that it was an ancient magical potion created by a promiscuous ancient Alpha King. Drink the loyalty potion to give your partner the illusion that you cannot get an erection, and use the enhancing potion as an antidote. This not only prevents your partner from feeling that you are unfaithful, but also enhances sexual performance.

He placed it in Sera’s palm with a reverence that made my skin crawl. “This is a stronger version of what we used before,” Sera explained, her eyes fixed on mine as she held the syringe up to the light. “The same blend of herbs, wolfsbane, and nightshade, but concentrated. Ten times the potency.” She smiled again. “After you pushed me out during your heat, I knew we’d need something with more... impact. Of course, we haven’t had time to test it, but what’s the worst that can happen?”