Toothless X Nightshade Novels & Stories

“Good. Just in time.” As night fell, the two of them rode into a clearing beyond the great forest. In its clear center stood a large tree, a giant and ancient thing, its bark gnarled and twisted like flesh bent under the hands of a supernatural torturer. From the shadows beneath it Drust emerged to greet them. “Ah, those with courage to ride in the fresh night, I salute you,” Drust called out, his arms moving up a little swathed in his robe. Ragala whispered to Weaver, “This one is dark, mistress. Very dark indeed. His soul is black enough to hide the stars.”

She gave me a bottle of concentrated nightshade as well. “Nightshade is similar to wolfs-bane, toxic for the vampire race. It will help you subdue King Trevor to kill him easily.” I sincerely thanked her and began my mission; the disguise of a maid helped me to blend into the crowd. The priest’s speech about the bounty of soulmates allowed me to deal with Sylvia first. It was a fact that vampires would shred me into pieces after murdering their King, so it was my last chance to correct my stupid mistakes. After serving random guests, I presented the poisoned juice to Sylvia, cursing her inwardly. As she was absorbed in the rituals of the ceremony, she picked up the glass and brought it to he

“And if you stall me, they’ll be the least of your problems.” “Threats already?” she chuckled, but it was dry. “I had almost forgotten your charm.” She turned, reaching for the shelves that climbed the wall behind her. Her fingers, gnarled but steady, skimmed over jars and tins, bottles sealed with wax, bundles of herbs dried to dust. “Nightshade it is” she said, pulling down a black-glass jar. “One wrong breath and it paralyzes the lungs. One pinch too much, and the heart stops cold. You’re welcome”

Werewolves of this pack were strong, vicious and ruthless but the alpha and his family had an added advantage. They were immune to wolfsbane. If Alpha Ezra, Tristan's father, was a regular werewolf, I would have poisoned him with wolfsbane and callrf it a day. But his damn immunity complicated everything. Daniel let out an exasperated puff of air. "The poison fang's Alpha family is vulnerable to Nightshade" BINGO! "Nightshade, the Night shade, the common house plant? No wonder it isn't common around here but I think I have seen a maid with it."

I could feel it in my bones as we rode closer to the ancient castle. The stone colors in the mountain side changed from a deep brown to a black void. The grass grew darker until it was black in color as we approached the outer castlegrounds. "You're still sure you want to do this?" Gideon asked me, as we approached. I looked at him, and nodded. I was on the seemingly endless search for answers, and I was going to get them. As we got closer to the walls of the outer garden, I could see vines that looked like they were dripping with black ink. I reached out to touch one, only to get my hand slapped down by Gideon. "Don't touch those! You'll be asleep for a century, easily." He told me, realizi

Tess’s voice was firm, her hazel eyes locked on the nearest shade, her sword at the ready, the ice crunching under her boots, the marrow shades closing in, the plateau a battlefield, the chill a constant threat. “Stay behind me, Lila!” Tess shouted, her voice steady, her sword flashing as she slashed through a shade, its shadowy form dissipating with a wail, the frost dusting her cloak, the wind biting at her skin, the ice shards casting shadows, the plateau a challenge they faced together. “I’ll keep them off you!” She struck again, another shade dissolving, the blue glow casting jagged shadows around her, the plateau a crucible for their unity, the chill a distant threat, their bond a radi

“That sounds like you want to . . . I don’t know. Consume me.” The Thing’s eyes lit with a dark fire. “Yes. It is something like that. But don’t worry, my precious one. It will be painless.” His hands—his terrible clawed hands—reached for her and she closed her fingers into fists and thought, I must do something. Magic, do something! Four shots rang out. Hendricks’s face froze. His mouth opened and blood spilled over his chin and then he crumpled to the ground. “Lauren!”

He laughs, bowing his head in submission at my tone, knowing his crime. "Honestly, I would rather be tortured with silver and nightshade than attend council meetings. Besides, Sir Tavers hates me," he says, raising his head. He does have a point. Silver hurts all shifters, which makes it a good punishment, but it can also be used for torture. Nightshade is deadly to all shifters if not treated and healed correctly. Again, suitable for suffering. "Careful, Theo, I might arrange that for you," I reply sarcastically, and we laugh.

She found herself tracing the lines of his biceps, marveling at the raw power that lay beneath his skin. As they locked eyes, Aqua felt a surge of electricity pass between them, the intensity of their connection almost tangible. And in that moment, she knew she couldn't resist any longer. Leaning in, she pressed her lips to his, savoring the taste of him against her mouth. Damon responded eagerly, his arms wrapping around her as he pulled her closer. Aqua's hands roamed freely, exploring every inch of his body as they lost themselves in the heat of the moment. But as their kiss deepened,Aqua's mind began to wander. In the midst of their embrace, she caught a vision—a flash of a wolf running

“But if I do this, if I try to change, you have to promise me something.” “Anything,” she said without hesitation. “You have to be patient,” he said, his voice almost pleading. “This won’t happen overnight. And there will be times when I fail, when I fall back into old habits.” “I’m not going anywhere,” she promised. He exhaled deeply, his tension easing slightly. “You make it sound so easy.” “It’s not,” she admitted. “But nothing worth having ever is.” A knock at the door interrupted the moment, and Luca stepped in, his expression grim. “Boss, we’ve got a problem. Torres’s men are regrouping. Looks like they’re planning to hit the docks tonight.”