Toothless X Nightshade Novels & Stories

Noah's face became pitiful as he looked at Azura. At that moment, Azura directly stepped on Noah's feet. It made Noah scream in pain and grab his right leg which Azura stepped on. On the other hand, the silvery white-haired man with pitch-black eyes shook his head when he saw the two of them. "They're doing it again," he muttered. When Lux listened to the man's muttering, she laughed and greeted him. "Zack! How about your break? Did you have enough sleep?” Lux asked him.

I direct a side glare to the dolt I have for a driver and he looks away immediately, his jaw clenched and his eyes fixed on the road. The gates to my pack are opened and I look at the insignia. A plant cast in silver. Nightshade. The stuff of legend. Even more potent than silver if administered in the right amount. The Nightshade pack is deadly. I am deadly. Yet a woman escaped my grasp and the grasp of my pack. Quinn Alucard looks at me with wary eyes when we get down from the car but I ignore her. Her and the child in her hands. “Hunterrrr!”

she nods towards the sitting jars placed in front of us, “-we can make a start.” “Don’t get me wrong,” Ash looks towards Marie, his tone resilient as he raises his concern, “-I completely trust you and all, but, nightshade? I don’t know much about that stuff, but from what I’ve heard, it’s supposed to be bad, right? Why are we using that? I thought it was poisonous,” he gulps down his own words.

"So how was your exploration? Do you like our new home?" Kyoko stamped a foot and swayed her tail, giving a little whimper. She looked to me and flicked her tongue. "Yeah, I know there isn't much grass or shade here. But I'm working on that. I've planted more trees and grass seeds. There'll be more shade soon. And you're a nightshade dragon, why does shade matter to you?" She just swayed her tail and seemed to smirk. It was possible my dragon was just giving me a hard time. Nightshade dragons were the most beautiful and hard to tame of the dragon breeds. Among other breeds were Day and Night Glory dragons, Nexus, Water dragons, Nebula, Night Glory, Tri-Horned Wyverns, Desipise, Cavern Lurker

The rouge went to attack her when a dark chocolate wolf lunged at the rouge knocking him to the ground. -“My Luna, what have they done?”- Jonathan Mind-linked to her. She let out a pained whimper as she stood -“They have begun a war….for which….they will…die”- She mind linked back as she felt the effects of the nightshade taking over. -“I…will die…Jonathan….I am going…to do my best to live…but it was nightshade and wolfsbane…the wolfsbane I can fight since I was tortured with it many times…but the nightshade…I feel it taking affect….."-

"See? The bond invites death! Traitors, all of them!" Thorne examined the wound, his expression grim. He sniffed the blade's residue, then met our eyes. "Nightshade variant. Slow-acting. It targets the blood, weakens from within." Rhaedon's breath labored, sweat beading on his brow. Through the bond, I felt his fear, his fading strength. "How long?" I demanded, voice breaking. "Days, perhaps. But this strain... it's bred for southern wolves. Rhaedon's lineage makes him vulnerable. It will ravage him unless we find the antidote. And if it spreads through the bond..."

"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."

“I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.” Gray nods and offers Bo a wide grin. “Maybe. They’ll be a hell of a lot better than us if they do.” We all know the truth though. Lycanthropy is a curse. There is no way to control it. Not on the full moon. “Come,” Bo says, knocking me out of the dooming thought of our near future. He puts a hand on my back, lightly guiding me to start walking. “Alazaer is down by twin hills, waiting for the others to come back,” he tells us.

Madison gasped, and The nurse's smile twitched, Its skin rippled. I didn't wait. “The lumen thorn on your hair.” A voiced growled in my head. I pulled the thin black stick, lying beneath my hair- Lumen thorn and lunged. The creature hissed, face warping into a hollow void with jagged black teeth. But the blade drove deep into its chest, right beneath the false heart. The Nullshade collapsed without a sound, its body crumbling into shadow-dust, I exhaled, chest rising. "Next time, bring a scent."

One down, three more to go. Next, I picked up the first vial. It was a dark, almost black liquid with a bitter almond smell. There were around four poisons with the same property: Belladonna, foxglove, corpselily, and Nightshade. All of them were pure poisons, and I found myself a bit turned around. Which one could it be? All the possibilities were poison, but one had to have advantages. Then it clicked. Nightshade was deadly, but in the right conditions with the correct amount, it could be medicinal. Nightshade causes victims to convulse to the point of shock and eventual death. But it was administered to people with paralysis from snake venom to jolt their bodies out of paralysis. It had t