Nightshade Novel Novels & Stories

But then I took out another vial. “Nightshade.” The only potion that could neutralize wolfsbane. I pulled open the cap. “You see, I don’t intend to kill you. Not yet. Letting you die so quickly would be a kind of mercy—and you don’t deserve mercy. So I'll let you have a drink.”

I click my tongue at her, "You introduced yourself to me as my new best friend, remember? Best friends should have each others phone numbers. Now hand it over, sister." Hestia hesitates once more but puts her phone in my hand. I smile in satisfaction and quickly enter the digits, sending myself a quick text to save her number on my phone as well. I hand her phone back to her, "Now, what should we do for the rest of the night? Do you know any good shows?" Before she could speak, the elevator chimes through the condo, signaling that someone was home. Dread comes upon me as footsteps echoes against the walls. A womans fluttery laugh is heard and my happiness is gone. He brought her here.

He leans closer, his voice lowering. “I have someone on the inside,” he reveals. “A loyal little asset within the palace who has been adding… small doses of nightshade into your food.” My blood runs cold. The deadly nightshade, poisonous enough to cause hallucinations and death. “Just enough,” he continues, almost thoughtfully, “to weaken you over time. To keep you in check. To remind you that power… is never truly yours.” Rage flares inside me, but it is quickly overshadowed by the throbbing pain still pulsing through my skull.

I screamed into the darkness. "Seraphine, I need help!" She appeared instantly, materializing from the shadows like a ghost. Her eyes widened when she saw Viviana. "What happened?" "She said she was poisoned. By the vampire council. She said—" "Move aside." Seraphine pushed me back and pressed her fingers to Viviana's neck. Her expression darkened. "Nightshade poison." I froze. "Nightshade? But I thought—" "Not your Nightshade bloodline. The plant. Deadly nightshade, mixed with vampire blood and dark magic. It's one of the few things that can kill a pureblood vampire." She looked up at me. "This was meant to be a slow, agonizing death. Someone wanted her to suffer."

Prince Antonio retorted sharply. Anxiety gnawed at my stomach like a persistent pit. "Estrada isn't a threat," I countered. "She is just another pawn in, like the rest of us." The older woman joined the conversation, moving closer to me. She looked displeased. "Luna Wilhelmina, Severa, Lady Eris, and Prince Kinnsion all had high levels of Nightshade in their systems," she explained. "Finding Nightshade in this region is no easy feat, so the fact that all four of them were exposed to it raises concerns about who discovered it and how they were able to turn it into such a deadly substance."

"This is the work of the Northern Covens. They don't just want to kill him; they want to torture him." He looked down at Nash, whose skin was rapidly becoming clammy and pale. The purple veins had reached his jawline now, branching out like a sinister web. "He's strong," Kai noted clinically. "Most shifters would be convulsing on the ground by now. The Alpha blood is fighting it, but it's a losing battle. Concentrated Nightshade is a neuro-paralytic. It targets the nervous system. First the extremities, then the lungs, finally the heart."

sort of way, then turned to me. "I'll give you a hint... The answer is somewhere stem down." I repeated the hint in my head a few times before I noticed it. He was right! The passage mentioned something about the roots, which brought my attention to the nightshade and ginger plants the question referred to, knowing that I was able to quickly answer the last three questions. "Got it, thanks!" I twisted to face him. "No problem." He made full eye contact with me when he said it, but when he caught Brandon's gaze, a smirk tugged at his lips as he silently scoffed and returned to staring out the window.

There were different ways to cooking them and Moly,Basil and Mandrake were all compatible with each other. What I wasn't sure about was nightshade, especially with the story surrounding it. I opened the book and placed it on the counter, flipping through it's pages for a cue. There had to be something about nightshade in it, the book was about fifty years old, older than I was.

I thought you’d want to take a look, just in case. Thank you, Nova, I said, looking at her axolotl. We walked into the library, and she asked for a small manuscript. The man is stiff, vampire maybe? Place it in front of us. I opened it. The first page was empty, and I turned one more page; the language was ancient. Reading out loud: the shadows will rise, and the darkness answers to one only, the real queen of the forgotten souls. Uhhhmm, Nova, I think you got the wrong book. It doesn’t say anything about Rune healing.

Fireflies danced like wandering stars, and the air was thick with the scent of earth and blooming nightshade. Veyra paused as the trees opened into a hidden meadow. It was beautiful—wild, secretive, and bathed in silver moonlight. A sea of deep purple blooms stretched before them, their petals curling like whispers. The flowers pulsed softly under the moon's gaze, releasing their heady fragrance into the air. She inhaled deeply, something in her chest loosening. "Nightshade," she murmured, stepping forward. Zevi nodded. "They only bloom fully under the waning moon."