Ironroot Novels & Stories

The air wrapped around us, each gust whispering secrets from centuries before. Among the soft shrubs, we found several valuable herbs: Nightspine root—used for pain relief and sleep, though dangerous in high doses. Moonleaf clover—extremely rare, glowing faintly under shade, known to boost a Wolf's recovery speed after shifting. Then, there was crimson tendril, a curling plant with deep red veins that only grew after rainfall—potent in healing, but toxic if harvested before its bloom. Each discovery brought a jolt of excitement. Neva was thrilled. She pawed at the ground gently when she sensed something rare, careful not to damage the roots. We made a good team.

The healer interrupted his celebration. “Ivy’s wolf is on the weaker side. That’s why the pup isn’t stable and she’s experiencing bleeding and anemia. We suggest treating her with bloodroot. The problem is, it’s extremely rare…” “I don’t care how much it costs!” Aden said immediately. “I’ll buy it.” “It’s not about money. Bloodroot only grows in Southland. Even in ten years, you might not find a single one.” Suddenly, Aden remembered something and turned toward me.

It was part of my cover, part of the truth I mixed with the things I needed to keep secret. “Which compounds?” I looked up then. His face was completely neutral. Attentive, yes, but no hint of accusation, no gleam of triumph. Just quiet curiosity. It was exactly what made him so dangerous. I listed three legitimate plants. “Ironroot for strengthening bones. Nightshade berry, for sleep draughts. And rivermoss, good in salves for deep cuts.” All things I had, in fact, purchased. All things I sometimes bought from Mira.

“Twenty-two years ago, now, any of it?” Silas answered, slowly, like a man pulling a splinter. “My grandfather’s journal. A line I skimmed on the night I told Griffin about the old grievances.” He closed his eyes. “Nightroot grows in the region in one place, where cold springs run over limestone and the river braids. The meadows. Ravenwood’s healers searched for a second bed for forty years and never found one. Silverleaf grows beside it.” “Harrow’s remedy,” Sloane said.

With a faint bitter edge, like frost on leaves, and it went through me so sharply I had to put out a hand to the doorframe. Rows of plants stretched away into the glow. waist-high, with small pale leaves that shimmered silver at the edges. And tiny white blossoms that closed at the tips like folded hands. Moonwort. Hundreds of them. More than I had ever seen in one place in my life. I walked slowly down the center aisle, one hand trailing over the leaves. At the end of the house, a scrubbed wooden bench stood against the wall. On it, stacked in neat towers like a small city, stood row upon row of round metal tins.

But Kael did. I heard the breath go out of him. It was a single sharp sound. “What is that?” I asked. “A plant. Silver-leaved, with a white root.” Orrin turned the tube. “It has not grown in this country for a hundred years. It was burned out of the northern hills by order of the first Alphas. It’s very rare. It’s very difficult to prepare. A dose small enough to be hidden in a cup of sweet wine would do nothing at all to a person.”

I didn't respond. "Perfect family, Perfect job. Perfect ways to get away with anything" I look her dead in her eyes and she glanced at me once before looking down and giving me beads and flowers to start the crowns.

, Iris pointed a picture of it, it had white flowers and brown stalk, “It can be found in the Teal of Gulf” Ivan marked it out In the map. “And finally a Burrshoe”, Cleopatra said. Iris flipped through the pages of the book for a while before she found the picture, it was a plain small plant with very green leaves, “A plant found commonly growing in discarded armor…” “Is that all it says?”, Dylan asked. She nodded, “No location “That is a real tricky one”, Cleopatra said, she began pacing, “We do not have much time, I fear for the lives of the people of Averna…”

Roy is presently in a 70:30 situation, which meant his chances of dying were high, due to the amount of wolfsbane he was injected with. “He was injected with wolfsbane.” he finally replied. “What’s that?” Kimberly asked, her eyes furrowed in confusion. Elijah nervously ran his hand through his hair. He didn’t want to scare Kimberly, but she deserves to know the truth. “It’s a substance that temporarily numbs the wolf in a werewolf. Vampires use it when fighting, as an easy way to kill our kind.” “Roy is going to be okay, right?” she nervously asked.

" She raised her eye brows and stretched her neck. She wasn't in the mood to know about any flowers at all, not when they are more important things to face right now. "I guess you are dumb in some aspects hun." Mama Liya mocked. Jane just rolled her eyes. "Who in the world spend alot of times learning about flowers?" "People who are dumb like you." Her grandmother said sarcastically and laughed lightly. Mama Liya wanted to motivate Jane again, cause she thought her granddaughter's hope was fading due to the things happening. "Black Eyed Susan is a flower, a special strong flower to be precise. Am telling you this because, I want you to have the spirit of a Black Eyed Susan. It a flower that