Magical Herb Properties Novels & Stories

If I didn't know that Ann was a pretty truthful person and she's genuinely good, I would have sworn she was a scammer of some sort. “You're crazy.” Lana said, her blunt words cut through the room. “Look, it sounds crazy but have you ever heard of the feral herb before? The feral herb exists to do much more than agitate the spirit and body of any supernatural within a hundred miles from it during a full moon, no.” “The second and not so talked about ability of the feral herb is possession. Body and soul possession.” I saw Lana's head turned towards that cauldron, seriously staring at the black muddy mass of goo in it.

When I opened the door, she was still sitting where I had left her. She was quiet. Almost lifeless. I walked over to her and handed her a small pouch of herbs, an old remedy used to suppress magic when it became too unstable. “This will help,” I said gently, crouching beside her. She looked at me with tired, confused eyes. “What are these?” She asked, her voice was soft and uncertain. “It’ll help keep the dark magic under control,” I explained. She just stared at the herbs, as if unsure whether to trust me or the magic inside them.

I nodded my head at the direction of the table. Morgana glanced at me and at the bowl. She picked up the bowl and smiled at me. "It's a porridge potion." She answered and I arched my brows in confusion. "What's that for?" "I made it specially for you." She stirred the content in the bowl. I peered into the bowl. The so called portion was a sticky white substance. I bet it'd be better as hell. "I think you being a weak power carrier made you vulnerable to Sage's attacks. Hence, I made it for you. It'll heal you from the internal injuries his powers might have caused and this will also strengthen you." She told me and stopped stirring.

Finally we reached his lovely house, it was a beautiful house with wooden walls and roof just like I had in my world such a wolf taste even though there was nothing extraordinary about the house and green plants in front of his house but when he opened the main door of his house a whip of scent came inside my nostrils and I inhaled a deep breath, I could sense a strong scent of werewolves, not just one werewolf but two different werewolves. Lucky me!

The three of them went on with Elmbridge school tour, and Miss Harmony presented the rest of the College surroundings to the girl. “There is the Herb Sanctuary, Elizabeth. Here you can come during the herbiology lessons, but also after classes to learn everything about herbs and plants, which you find in both the sceptic people’s gardens and in ours. Though, some of them can be found only here, in the gardens of Elmbridge School. They can help you get powerful spell-potions and have many healing powers. Some are familiar even to sceptics and they use them to heal and cure diseases. Of course, the spells in potions are not so long-lasting, not as powerful as the spells we learn over time, but

At the thought of him, I decided to be forward and ask. "You haven't seen a necklace with a silver chain and a red gem in the shape of a teardrop attached to it, have you?" She shook her head. "Not in person, but I saw something about a necklace, in my spellbook. It was called the Seal of Gabriel. Is that the one you're talking about?" As she spoke, her voice raised an octave. She obviously knew that it contained magical properties. Witches could probably use the necklace to increase their power.

The silver poisoning was taking its toll on the Alpha's body. Chloe cleared her throat and I looked up from Tor's embrace. She raised an eyebrow as she held out a cup of tea. "I'm afraid you won't be getting out of this visit without drinking one of my brews," she said with a smirk. Tor narrowed his eyes at her and then at the mug in her hand. "What kind of foul business is this?" he asked, his nose crinkling. "It is my own brew, actually. A silver poisoning antidote made from dried moonflowers, yellow dock, and witch hazel. Plus of course, a bit of magic," she finished, giving me a wink.

She had a disgusted look on her face. "It may look that way, Luna, but it's good. I concocted it myself." Shahera said in an attempt to wash away Ivorie's worries and doubts. "You do remember that this is a spell and not a physical wound." She said, gesturing to her arms and legs. She gave the healer an incredulous look. Shahera nodded with confidence, "I know. The herbs possess significant magical properties. They were amongst the herbs used to perform the ritual that got you revived." She explained.

One of the Alphas asked doubtfully. I could understand his doubt, and I wanted to see how Exalia would react to it. Exalia seemed to be prepared for that question as she nodded, “That might not necessarily be true. It's a common knowledge, one which I'm not sure if it's true or not. But, According to what I know, we can use herbs, such as garlic, which serves as a purifier and protection. We would just make sure all our warriors had this plant on them. And, even more so, we have iron daggers and salt circles, which are effective in disrupting magic and weakening these supernatural beings.” Exalia explained in detail, and the room fell into another prolonged silence.

Making them only see a fiery, dark pit of lava near the first step up. The hall up above held the soul trainers, potionist and herbalist, meaning I might have to protect Kris and Lenah from magic much more here. My nose was already becoming familiar with their magical scents from just being here less than a hour. Herbalist could poison you with any type of plant. The soul trainers could go as far as manipulation and telekinesis, like myself, and The Herbalist uses stones to disturb the balance of your energy. Leaving you all human. "Let me clear this room!" I linked Kris, trying to hide my unseen emotions.