Poison Witch Novels & Stories

She spat on the ground, eyes filled with such disgust as she declared, “I’d rather die first!” Soon. “So you did what? You poisoned my mate?” I said, stepping forward, eyes unreadable. “Of course I did. I gave her a special potion concocted by the witches in the legend. And guess what?” she asked with a smug look. The look in her eyes sent a chill down my spine, and I felt a grave sense of foreboding. Her next words confirmed my fears. “There’s no antidote, it doesn’t have a cure!” she sang merrily in the quiet clearing.

She paused as we stared at her with bated breath, waiting to hear the final conclusion She licked her lips before parting them "It's a poison that was specially concocted to kill werewolves. The witch created it with dark magic by mixing a few other unknown things with wolfsbane. The rogues dip their claws into it and the poison goes into the blood of whoever they slash with it and......... kills them" My breath caught in my throat as I went completely still What? A poison? A poison that was concocted with dark magic? To KILL werewolves? Dean let out a disbelieving scoff

“It is not something you find easily and it is not something ordinary poison makers can create.” I folded my arms.“Then who makes it?” “Witches,” she said simply. That answer made my jaw tighten.“Of course.” Leslie continued. “The poison was first created a long time ago by a witch who lived near the territories of the Blood Tithers.” My eyes narrowed.“The Blood Tithers?” “Yes,” she said. That name was not something I liked hearing. “You’re telling me this poison comes from their territory?” I asked. “Yes,” Leslie replied. She walked back to Summer and gently checked her pulse again.

“Two heads are better than one.” “Bitch, you failed me over and over.” Demi shook her head and motioned with the gun. “Sit.” Reluctantly, I moved to the couch and encouraged her in her plight. It was to stall her. “A binding potion would have been perfect for your case. It’s not too late. I know a good witch.” “Some potions are hard to get. Since the she-wolf used one on the Werewolf king, they were swiped clean from the black market.” She finally opens up. “I was lucky to get the poison. Do you know what I had to give up for it?"

“She was poisoned with a mixture of dogonyara and minxeto grass, a deadly poison combination from the witches of the east. The original work of the poison is to destroy the womb and fallopian tubes of whoever that ingests them, making sure that they will never conceive a child in their lifetime. This is a very vicious poison and was banned by all kingdoms of the world eighty years ago. It's unexpected that I will once again encounter this evil, in the imperial city no less.” Gbim! Gbim! Sweat covered every inch of my skin, and I barely noticed that my hands were shaking. No, my whole body was trembling and I suddenly felt a chill that ran deep into my bones. “Slowly, take it slowly, I can't

I spat on his overcoat. “Do you see!” Mathis turned and gestured to the spittle seeping down his shirt. “She’s still possessed by the witch. She told me this one commands her.” He turned on Udora. “What?” Udora blinked in horror. “But I’m not a witch! I don’t command Saria. If anything, she tells me about!” "It’s true!" I cried. Trying to defend her. Mathis gave a whistle that echoed through the corridors and foyer of WitchFall.

he said. “Then fight me,” I replied through gritted teeth. “Are you sure you want that?” He sneered. “You should know that as we speak, a specially concocted poison is working its way through your body. Mordecai’s witches have been working on it for years, since Felicity received the prophecy and we learned you were still alive. It’s liquid silver, but we have altered it. It is infused with wolfsbane and adjusted, so it is as pure as possible.

But not for more. "Arghh!!" Instantly she was sitting on the ground trying to control her own body. The sword was long forgotten. The problem is everything about me contains poison, even if I hypnotise someone, it sends poisons into his body. Maybe because of being a shifter wolf, it took a certain time more to affect her. Poor girl! The toxicity went to her veins for a long time. "What's happening?" She was looking at me with horror. As if I am telling you!

She continued, "Very soon, your witch which lies dormant in you would begin to show itself. You were able to hypnotize that man at your shop because it has activated only a bit. The witch is as powerful as the wolf but more cunning. "What do you mean by cunning mum?" Lucia asked with enthusiasm. "It's cunning and yes, both belong to you, but they can be manipulated if you don't learn to control them. You should learn how to. Another battle would break out and your safety and the safety of some people would depend on how well you were able to control your beasts..." She said and went mute... She began to fade with the darkness until no trace of her was seen.

he said coldly. " Jackson the guy that had tried to mark her in the club, knew who sent him, but he was poisoned" " Did you find out who poisoned him" " No, but it was a ratchen poison" " Ratchen poison" Vincent repeated. Ratchen poison was a poison popular among witches, it was a way for people to do their bidding, and only a witch had the cure to the poison. " And it seems the same person that sent Jackson had also sent those humans," Bronte said.