Misha Milkweed Novels & Stories

"Come here." His tone was extremely gentle, as if I was his most precious treasure. He tightened his grip and rubbed against my waist with one of his big hands affectionately.The heat seeping through my clothes set my body on fire."Don't resist,” he ordered as he kissed me.I closed my eyes, kissing him back, wanting more."Say you choose me…" he whispered in my ear, sending chills down my spine.I couldn’t help but tremble in desire.However, all I could do in response was push him away.“I’m sorry, but I can’t…”***Ever since Mia was born, misfortune haunted her. Nothing worked out in her life. She was desperate for a way out when two powerful and unbelievably gorgeous alphas saved her from her

I didn't even know that I was a second option to her. "What exactly are you going there to find?" I asked her. "I'm going there to find Arnebia euchroma, it is a very rare plant and can only be found in western warrior packs. My physician told me that it is the only cure for Michael's spell" she replied. "Arnebia euchroma" I repeated. I've never heard of such a plant before, definitely it is indeed rare. "Yes," she replied. I then nodded at her, repeating the name of the herb in my brain. I was still thinking about that when I heard something that really shocked me to the core.

Misha. Ghost growls in disgust. Misha appears at my side, with painted lips and hungry eyes. Her arm snakes around me, her voice sickly sweet. “Hi, babe. I have been looking for you". I looked and her calming the urge to push her away. Looking for me? What a load of bullshit, all she had to do was follow my scent". "Did you see that human girl? The disrespect. Who does she think she is, parading herself around with Adrian like she belongs here?”

Maybe-- “Mifepristone,” Mother says, her eyes darting to Drake. My blood runs cold. Mifepristone. The pill that causes a miscarriage. The one that ends everything. I run towards Mother from the armchair Sarah had settled me in and grab both of her arms. “What? What did you say?” Drake’s eyes narrow. He rounds on Wanda. “What food could have that in it? What could she have eaten?” “Mifepristone,” Wanda repeats cooly, pushing me away from her, not a trace of emotion in her soul. “It’s not normally found in staple food. It’s possible someone laced her food with it.”

Madness. The small shrub, Madenolia insansum, grew beautiful blossoms that came in shades of white to blush pink. It was under the poisonous section of the book, coming with a warning to steer clear of it as even a brush of the petals could allow the toxic residue to infiltrate the skin and enter the bloodstream. Though little was known about it, it was believed the toxin could reach the brain and destroy neurons, over time resulting in insanity, or madness. It only grew on the very high mountain tops, somewhere near the present location of IceSword Pack.

Hmm. Currently, we are at the riverbed, Jax and I, but far from the usual crowded or overpopulated areas of the pack. The thick trees around us would even conceal us from nearby eyes even if we were spotted. And the plants surrounding us are Akon- Greek and when translated means dart. The dart plant or monkshood, name comes from the sepal, the outer part of the flower, that covers the bud as it develops and supports the petals. The sepal resembles the cowl that monks used to wear. But it is more commonly known by most as 'wolfsbane'.

Arthur replied sombrely. “Which one?” Osho asked with narrowed eyes. “How many are there?” Ajax asked, surprised. “Many, actually,” Osho sighed. “Some are just to poison a person and slow them down. Some are common and have many antidotes. But some are very rare and very dangerous. And those don’t have many antidotes.” “Looks like he fed her the rare and dangeours one…” Rah deduced. “I think he gave me Vallaria,” Mila sniffed, and while everyone else looked confused, Osho gasped.

It turned out to be so, truly unmistakable. Gregori looked closely at her, pointing to a nearby tree: “Do you see those white flowers, growing in clusters? That is Milkwood pine flower. Milkwood pine flowers usually only emit a scent in the evening, even if you go a few hundred meters away, you can also smell a faint scent. "It's really fragrant!" Amanda nodded and looked at the dictionary with her finger pointed. Gregori smiled, absentmindedly for a bit, and then continued: "But many streets they planted a lot, it was too strong. Or a lot of people say that milkweed is rotten, just like everyone has different feelings about the smell of durian.”

Misha was stuck getting her hand out in the washing machine. She bleached her hair in midnight green color, although it might fade for a lighter color over time, she's satisfied with what it turns out like how she's satisfied how everything turned out in her life. Because she'll paint it on a different color before it fades. She knew Blanche or Cleo Martinez as she was, ever since she was little, she always looked up at her. Although they may be the same age, Misha was a lot smaller compared to all the agents they trained in the organization.

Philip shoved the Multidew Herb into Wynn's hand as if he was giving her something ordinary. “Mila, come and eat this.” Wynn beckoned to Mila. Mila ran over, took the herb from her mother, and stuffed it into her mouth. “Wow, Mom, this is tastier than chocolate. It’s sweet and melts in the mouth!” Mila grabbed her mother’s hand happily. Wynn swallowed the herb and felt it melting in her mouth. The sweetness made her feel comfortable all over. “Hey, Mom, you’re all dirty!” Mila covered her nose and exclaimed.