Novel & Cerita Mermaid Potions

“Angel? Why do you watch me being tortured by this witch? Aren’t you to guide and protect us? Liam looked away “Let’s move to the point. I want you to make a love pearl for me. She scoffed. “And why will I do that? She showed her a black concoction that was kept in a glass potion bottle. “Mermaids fear this. True or false? “Keep that thing far from me. “It’s nothing but Kraken’s ink. I have a lot of it. It burns merpeople’s skin. Don’t worry, I won’t pour it in your water. Unless, you don’t cooperate.

Delilah opens her bag and pulls out a fishing tackle box and a glass vial. The vial is already half full with a light pink liquid in it. “What’s that?” I tip my chin toward her. “Juice of cranberry and spring water from my coven’s realm. I’m going to add several herbs to it. None of them will harm Beta Lenora or her baby.” She explains as she pops open sections of the tackle box and pulls out pinches of dried leaves, adding them to the vial. “The combination of the ingredients and the will of my spirit… well, the will of my spirit and the blessings of the Goddess Hecate are what give the potion its power.”

Maria hastened the process for us and had the potion ready by the early morning of the third day. She packed the bottle and handed it to me. Unable to contain my curiosity, I took it out for a closer look. It was a bottle of deep blue liquid, exuding an aura of formidable power even to the naked eye. I took a sniff and immediately regretted it; the stench was unbearable, far worse than the smell of decay. A potion like this, I thought, might just be lethal if consumed.

"Y-Yes, my lady! I am of the Wolf Clan from the Carpathian Mountains, with modest skills in herbology and alchemy passed down from my grandmother." "And you say you managed to stop this Sophia from using some sort of potion or spell against the household?" Meredith pressed, her full lips curling into a sneering smile. "Show me what you confiscated from her at once before I lose what little patience I have left." The maid immediately performed a simple incantation. She murmured strange words under her breath with her hands moving through the intricate gestures. Two small glass bottles slowly shimmered into existence in her outstretched palm. To the naked eye, they appeared to be plain, empty

"Yeah, it's from a mermaid. Not easy to get, either. I had to trade three enchanted pearls for a single scale." My eyes widened. "Enchanted pearls?" I had only ever heard whispers of them-pearls that held magic strong enough to grant luck, heal wounds, or even bend fate itself. Elliot smirked, clearly enjoying my reaction. "Yep. And before you ask, no, I'm not telling you where I got them." He tapped the side of his nose. "Trade secret." I pouted slightly but nodded in understanding. "What does the scale do?" He hummed, mixing the crushed scale with the other herbs. "Mermaid scales have powerful healing properties. They can accelerate recovery, clear toxins, and even strengthen your body. If

She was a hassle but was also very rare. I was only thankful that Mericel had not spotted her. Her soul is one of the most powerful ingredients to reverse the effects of silver. Also able to reverse the effects of any poison. I quickly sealed the lid, not wanting her soul to escape. I turn to Ares. "Just give me a few minutes to whip up the potion and it will be ready." I uttered. I may not have shown it but I was very anxious. Ares could see right through me which was not at all surprising.

“Amulet’s like that are dangerous, and using them is just as bad.” “I won’t have to use it,” Corvu’s voice responded, “, have you heard how much Daemonaria are willing to pay for an amulet like that?” “What color was it?” “It was an amethyst.” “Humph.” The barkeep sounded pleased, “Keep that one close. You never know where she got that amulet from. It might be why she’s here. Just see if she’ll give it to you.” They were after the amulet? It was just like Patricia said. She was human and understood that Daemonaria would want this amulet, and that included Corvu. He was only being nice to me to get to the amulet.

Then, clad in fuzzy blue bedroom slippers with pom-poms on the toes, baggy jeans, red belt, and braless, she waited. The sorceress took up the mortar and pestle. In went the deadly nightshade, the wild elephant's ear, the bladderwort, and the stinking smut. Blobs of mercury slid over the powdered herbs as she had carefully poured it from the vail while covering her nose and mouth with her feathered sleeve.

My name is Mercury Roderick. I have been mute since childhood. I was told by my mom that I didn't cry like other babies when she put me to bed. Instead, I had stare at her with my big baby blues, and my lips quivering slightly. Then I grasped her finger and broke into a toothless grin. Something which stunned the doctor, nurses and my dad.

"That crazy wolf Dylan actually made you drink some unknown potion!" A healer and the leader of the warrior patrol had both come. They told me that Dylan hadn't damaged the alarm in my house and had entered using the spare key that he had left there previously. They had tested the potion, and it did not contain any poison. It was actually a Memory Awakening Potion, which could only be found in the areas ruled over personally by the central Alpha King. This potion had already been approved through clinical trials. It would not be easy to make a complaint against Dylan regarding the incident.