Toothless X Nightshade Novels & Stories

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.

Sleep took me first before I could interpret his words, pulling me under into dreams of silver wolves and blood moons and a fate that I didn't know. But what is Nightshade?

Definitely an improvement. “Check this for poison—” DeLuca began. “Where the hell did you get that?” the doctor interrupted, cutting him off. I smiled faintly as DeLuca pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. The doctor took the vial and walked over to a small glass tank that held some fish. He injected a single drop into the water. Instantly, the fish floated to the surface—dead. Gasps filled the room. “That’s Nightshade Root,” the doctor said, awe in his voice. “The most poisonous plant in existence.”

Derek’s voice was sharp. The doctor nodded. “I found traces of an unusual substance in her system. Something that shouldn’t be there.” “What are you saying?" Derek asked first and Cathy crossed her arms too. I sat up straighter, my heart racing. He hesitated for a moment before answering. “Nightshade.” “Nightshade?” I repeated, my voice barely above a whisper. “Are you sure?” The doctor nodded grimly. “Yes. It’s a potent toxin. It’s not often used, but when it is, the effects can be devastating. You’re lucky the Coastal Moon pack has the antidote. Without it, you could’ve slipped into a coma or worse.”

A low growl rumbled in my chest before I could stop it. “Oh, really?” I said, my voice sharper now, the anger bubbling beneath my words. “Let’s not conveniently rewrite history to suit your narrative, Linus. I also heard about that day—the same day Michelle Westwood was served Nightshade tea. A poison known to drive wolves insane, to force their nature out of control. You’re going to stand here and act like the Twelve didn’t go there prepared for chaos, as if they already knew what was going to happen?”

Nightshade had spotted us, her crimson eyes fixing on our position with malicious delight. "The Royal puppets arrive right on schedule," she called, her voice carrying unnaturally across the distance. "How thoughtful of you to bring the crown of what do you fools call it, the Crown of Harmony.” As the last of her words left her mouth, she noticed something that wasn’t there before our approach. Moon Roses spouting in waves, curling and glowing, the sight of any corrupted were beast, witch, or fae found themselves free of her spell. The tide was already turning, and Nightshade and her sister’s faces had turned pale. The red flames that once were roared had started to dim as well.

Her body trembled with weakness, her breathing shallow. “My lady,” Lila cooed, her voice gentle, dripping with false sympathy. “I brought your tea... the one to help with your pain.” Seraphine’s lips curled into a weak smile, her hand trembling as she reached for the cup. “Thank you... Lila... You’ve been so kind... I don’t know what I’d do without you...” Lila’s smile widened, her eyes gleaming with malice as she watched Seraphine drink deeply, unaware of the slow-acting poison slipping through her veins. It was a rare toxin, extracted from the Nightshade flower—a plant known for weakening even the strongest of wolves.

He was holding a brown envelope. His face was pale and tight. I stood quickly. “Fred?” He nodded once, then handed me the envelope. “The results came in an hour ago. I came straight here.” I ripped the seal and pulled out the documents. My eyes scanned the page. Then stopped. My chest clenched. “Nightshade root,” I read out loud, my voice cold. “And... what the hell is this?” Fred stepped closer. “They broke it down into four components. The dominant one is crushed Nightshade. It’s toxic in high doses, but in small amounts, it causes confusion, fatigue, memory lapses. It also suppresses the wolf.”

The first one made a strange sound before it spoke swiftly to Vaughan now, he almost didn't catch every word, “pointy-horn will help your friend! So you shouldn't worry! The name's Nightshade. And that's Dewdrop. She's a mistcontroller! I'm assuming you know what that is! Oh, human, right? Do you know what that is? It's one of us who can do that!” “I... uh,” Vaughan hesitated, “heard about you a little from an Enerawyn named Lynnette.” He tried to not move much as Nightshade made no attempt to leave his nose, which made Vaughan a little cross-eyed. Not that he could make out any details about the Fae even now that it was this close to his face. “Oh! Lynnette of Clan Starsong? Does your frie

Fuck. Something runs past me hiding in the shadows of the woods. I stop in my tracks, scared of death. I can almost hear my heartbeat. My blood is raging in my veins. "Show yourself," I yell angrily. I hear a low growl and see strange eyes focused on me for a second. I scream and fall to the ground. "Alice! Alice! Alice!" The voices have gotten closer. Something is definitely following me in the woods. I stand to my feet hurriedly. My cloth and shoes have mud stains on them. "Fuck," I grunt. The midnight bell rings from afar in the village. What a hell of a way to start my eighteenth-year birthday. I hear the growling clearly as it draws closer to me. My hands are shaking as I grab the dagge