Mermaid Potions Novels & Stories

Lila set the crystal goblet down gently beside Eira’s hand. “This is a low-grade cultivation potion Father bought at great cost from the Black Rock trade caravan. I know you’ve struggled to awaken your wolf core, and this potion will help clear and strengthen your meridians. I brewed it myself in the apothecary. Sister, if you drink this, can we put this all behind us? Be good sisters again?” Eira stilled her fork, her gaze falling on the pale blue liquid. Her newly awakened Moon Sense flared to life at once.

Sunshine screams as the mixture flying through the air strikes her down. I step inside the protection ring. I reach out to make an opening and pull her onto our side to protect her, but before I can pull Sunshine into my magic protection, one of the minions grabs Sunshine. He hits Sunshine one time with the salty-smelling potion, and it penetrates her body.

he said, as a devilish smile played around his lips. He walked over to a minibar and brought out wine and a glass cup after which, he poured himself a drink. When he had filled up his glass, he walked over to the fridge and brought out a bottle of water which he threw at me, I subconsciously caught the water amid the air and quickly remembered that I was supposed to be a clumsy whore, I quickly let the water drop but before it hit the floor, he has with some type of magic or super speed gotten hold of the bottle.

"Bring me her alive!" The woman submerged in the wine inside the tub, emerged again from between the sovereign's legs, trying to suck in a breath of air. "Help me imbeciles!" yelled Guildor at his acolytes rising from the tub. His voluminous body dripped huge amounts of water. He leaned with his right hand on his black staff made of ebony with a silver hilt in the shape of a knob. A medallion embedded with a black opal in the shape of a half moon hung from his neck. He had snatched both from his father long ago.

♤Ven♤ People say I'm a human. But they don't know blood doesn't flow in my veins. If there's something, that's poison. I'm a poison damsel, I'm an immortal. My birth was cursed and death was craved. My breath can make anyone struggle for air, my one scratch can kill, my eyes can hypnotise and my smile can seduce. Yeah, I'm a human. A human, made of poison. ◇Aragon◇

Alex grunted, and it eventually grew louder. He announced after the uproarious laughter, “I have to settle my unsettled trade with the legendary merchant, (Alex shouted ferociously and crushed the liquor glass and the glass pieces made him bleed) Hexa!” *****

Throne said, his voice soft, his eyes paternal, "Maren and I will do our best to keep that crown from being a problem to you guys. But you three, this pack, needs something good and bright to dwell upon. And if you ask me, it would be a good means to stick out your tongue to the deranged sea gods. Prove to them that they have nothing on you three." "I know I'd like to stick out my tongue to that dreadful mermaid from last night." I said and Elijah chuckled softly. "Great." Thorne said and clapped, and got up again, "I'll go tell Maren right away. Oh right, Jason, take this." Thorne said and brought a vial with blue liquid in it. "thanks. What is it?" Jason asked, as he accepted the little bo

I exchanged a look with Miranda and her jaw was set as she stared at the diagram. Miranda was a seer, but her true expertise lay in potions. The one she used had the ability to temporarily immobilize Eryndor's powers. It would wear off eventually, and his abilities would return, but by then, we hoped to be long gone. She stared at the diagram for a while before she dug into her bags of potion stripped to her waist. "Aha!" she exclaimed once she found what she was looking for. "I knew I was going to need this." She walked to where the diagram began and threw down the bottle on the lines. It exploded and green smoke came out.

The Luna was telling Raven about the herbs in the garden, “Right now it’s mating season so we have grown and harvested a lot of Motherwart. Agaricus for calming the beast. Nightshade grows here. Old crane grass here…” Bloodchild signaled to the general to go. He took out one of the vials and handed it to Anika. She took it and nodded. Setting her sights on Raven she launched forward and leapt through the air crashing the potion on top of her head. “Sleep hybrid. We don’t want you here.”

Inside it, I had added a location potion, a tiny piece of Mira’s dress stolen from the room where she had been held captive in Eradrakor, and a few precious mermaid tears. I took a dagger and sliced my palm, letting a few drops of blood fall into the bowl, then smiled, heart pounding with anticipation. “Time to get to the bottom of this,” I muttered, placing my palms on the crystal ball. Soon, it would reveal the face of the one I searched for. I closed my eyes and chanted, “Cum omni necessitate potestateque Hecates, appareas ille, potens et antiquus, quem voco.” Warmth seeped under my palms. I repeated the spell louder, “Cum omni necessitate potestateque Hecates, appareas ille, potens et an