Nezuko Vines Novels & Stories

Genevieve asked. "The forest," Nova answered. "I collected all these plants. Eric's going to teach me about them." "Very nice," Genevieve said, rising to her full height. "Well. I have to go out and take care of a problem with the florist. He's been providing me with the wrong flowers the last two parties." "Can't have that happen," I said, trying not to sound too sarcastic. "I know," Genevieve said, grabbing her purse from the counter and ignoring my tone. "I'll see you girls later tonight. Let your father know I'm out if he comes home before I'm back."

I followed her line of sight but saw nothing. Vines rose up from the floor and wrapped around the air. Violet’s arm pulled backwards, bringing the vines closer. A pained grunt was heard, making me realize that it was actually someone that we couldn’t see. “Pull your gift back or else these vines will turn into wolfsbane. Now, that’s some pretty painful shit from what I’ve heard. You have fifteen seconds to decided,” Violet told the invisible person. To make her point and psych out whoever the fuck it was, a new vine appeared as the seconds ticked by.

"I saw that attack. That was–" "Ready with your rope?" Jai asked, ignoring her comment. Beto took the big roll of rope on her shoulder and showed it to him. "Ready". It was a thick vine with small leaves still around it. The diameter of the vine was roughly the size of a five year old's forearm. "Isn't that the dangling roots of Habakiri?" Kasuga asked. Beto nodded. "Yeah. Now how are we going to rope this thing?" The beast grunted, earning a look from them.

Naoko swiftly settled into her mecha, eager to test out the theory she had in mind. The mecha pilots flew towards the bunch of trees that has Honeytrap crawling up its trunks. Honeytraps were a kind of creeper plants that was full of huge leaves along its thick vine-like stalk. Several bright red flowers bloomed along its stalk as well but beneath some of the flowers there were jug-like pockets well-hidden among the leaves.

The pale green vines descended until they finally arrived above Vina, who again could only give up because she couldn't move her body. All the vines were like living snakes wrapped in leaves, continuing to creep and crawl Vina's bed until it was covered in leaves. Vina thought that what Sapta had done would be limited to that, but in fact, she was wrong. Two or three of the vines ran down her injured arm, wrapping it around so that Vina's arm seemed to grow from a plant that lacked photosynthesis. When finally one arm was wrapped neatly with vines, Vina was able to move her body again. Before the girl tried to pull her arm free from the grip of the plants, Sapta stopped her.

“I don’t feel good. The world is spinning. What’s happening to me?” He pulled his hand back. And I saw it. A small, jagged twig between his fingers. A reddish vine curled around its bark. Nightshade Hollow. The Deadroot Vine. A rare, insidious tool. Saps your energy. Feels like death. Knocks you out before you realize it. “Why?” I whispered, stumbling. “Why did you use that on me?” His face was stone. “I’m sorry, Eira. I can’t let you leave.”

For good measure, Willow unleashed her power in full measure, growing poisonous vines from the ground in every direction except at the pole. "Someone is here. Shoot at them!! Where the hell is my guards!" The mage's shout is loud and clear, closer than Willow expected. Sensing her direction, Willow made a vine grow. This kind of vine can be found only in faeland. It renders a person unconscious for a few hours no matter how powerful he is. She let the vine do her job, cutting the shouts of the mage mid-sentence. She then stepped foot beside the vampire, carefully removing the chains with the runes Brenda gave.

His eyes widened in shock when he saw what was inside it. “Why are there so many stalks of deadwood?” “That’s not deadwood,” Vans said. “It’s Japanese honeysuckle. They’re very thin and tiny. They’re the culprits for clogging the pipes under the tub.” Julian’s brows furrowed. “What are they doing in the bathtub?” “I heard Nina say that Japanese honeysuckle is beneficial in alleviating eczema, which Sean has. Diana often bathes him with Japanese honeysuckle.”

Wayne had just cleaved through one tree's stems with his sword when he looked around to survey his men's condition, a horrifying battle ensued around him. These trees were invaders, they were not native to this plane. Little wonder he had not noticed their presence; their scent had been inconsequential because he had not expected to be assaulted by trees. They were widely known as the Jubboko vampiric trees, a species of leafless sprouts, that survived on blood, existing mostly in the realm of the vampires. They might have possibly crossed over from the rift in the veil and were currently traveling towards the village settlements.

Who knows? Zergenth blew the wind on Draco's body to dry his clothes. Then they stepped together along the trees by a hidden secret passage and walked further up to the top of the highest mountain. The thicket of bushes and trees shifted places and opened previously unseen paths. Warabe Jizo ran and jumped around to move. Mannendake shifted the grove of bamboo trees left and right, opening a previously dense path with bamboo trees.