Uri Milkweed Novels & Stories

“Well, child, there you have it. There is nothing to fear. You shall thrive in a new place while I shall spend the twilight of my life in solitude and peace.” Relief instantly flooded Monique as she glanced back and forth between Jacqueline and Belinda. It didn’t occur to Raina that it was strange that a shop like this that felt traditional and ancient still operated here in such a modern place. She frowned, wondering instantly why Mia here in the first place. “What did Mia want?” she finally asked, causing the ladies to look over at her. “Do you happen to know what she needed the ingredients for?” Monique sighed. “The ingredients are for old world traditions very much like the moon tea Beli

"Thank you, both of you. Your forgiveness means a lot to me." "Now, why don't you two go take a shower? I will have a maid prepare some milk for you, okay?" They nodded, “A special milk, you would enjoy it, I promise.” She smiled sheepishly. As the kids showered, Natasha prepared glasses of milk with a sinister smile. Unbeknownst to them, the milk contained a poison from Veridonia, a leaf that released a slow-acting toxin. She gave the milk to one of the kitchen staff and pretended to be sick. The staff gave the kids the milk, and they enjoyed it, not knowing it was spiked with poison.

That faithful moment that changed her and her sister’s life forever. Rie dried her face using the towel hanging on her shoulder and then walked out of the bathroom. She weakly sat down on the bed. She no longer knew what was happening. Rie was still drinking tea made of flax seeds every night. Flax seed was one of the major ingredients for a sleeping potion.

the sorceress said and reached out to pluck a purple flower from the third level of the shelves. "Oh...nice," was all Cassandra could say. "Are you alright?" Vasilisa asked, coming closer to her. Cassandra jumped and looked anywhere else but the princess. "Yes, I'm perfect. I'm great. Let's keep looking." Together, they found deadly nightshade, stinking smut, and bladderwort. They were all written in scientific names. Under bladderwort, it wrote 'Utricularia caerulea' and under deadly nightshade was 'Atropa Belladona'. Cassandra would never know what they were if she were to look for them alone.

she murmured, just barely loud enough for me to hear even with my sharp senses. “What?” I frowned. “White Cress,” she repeated. “It only grows on House Crawford’s marshlands. It’s rare. The poison it makes is called Bhodin.” I raised an eyebrow.“How do you know this?” “I read about it from a book on Father’s bookshelf,” Leila replied, raising her hand as if to preempt my usual lecture. “Don’t start lecturing me, brother. I know I’m not supposed to sneak into Father’s study, but I’m helping you now.”

It turns out I inherited my mother's looks. Four years ago, I learned about a herb called Black Mandala from Camila. It's a poisonous plant that can allow the parasitic dark melanin to live on a werewolf's body. Eating Black Mandala would damage the vocal cords of the werewolf, even changing their skin, hair, and pupils' color. I found it intriguing and began searching for this herb.

“What is the next one we need ?” “Witches’ mummy”. She scrunches up her face. “Are you sure you are okay ?” “Yeah sure.. All I can do now is move forward right ? So what is witches’ mommy ?” “It’s dried up Sedum telephium”. Gudrun looks all lovey dovey again. “This time it was William playing with the words. He split it up so it sounds like it is the stomach and throat from a mummy. Back then people actually digested a powder called mumia”.

“Then ... according to Merlin's recipe, we have to add: 4 measures of beetle powder, and two and a half more juice of Dionaea Muscipulatore Grande.” The boy wrote the results on the board. Another half of the already existing quantity of unicorn milk. The boy kept calculating on the blackboard. He obtained seven measures of unicorn milk. “Very good, Julian Southwood,” the professor smiled at the boy. The professor made the following mixture on his table: 4 measures of beetle powder 10 measures of Dionaea Muscipulatore Grande juice. 7 measures of unicorn milk After mixing them all in a bottle, he poured two drops of a blood-coloured substance onto the geranium and its flowers became very aggr

It turned out to be so, truly unmistakable. Gregori looked closely at her, pointing to a nearby tree: “Do you see those white flowers, growing in clusters? That is Milkwood pine flower. Milkwood pine flowers usually only emit a scent in the evening, even if you go a few hundred meters away, you can also smell a faint scent. "It's really fragrant!" Amanda nodded and looked at the dictionary with her finger pointed. Gregori smiled, absentmindedly for a bit, and then continued: "But many streets they planted a lot, it was too strong. Or a lot of people say that milkweed is rotten, just like everyone has different feelings about the smell of durian.”

"Someone trained her to survive this." The implications settled like stones in my gut. "How long till she wakes?" Maelin busied himself with unpacking vials of murky liquids, their colors unnatural in the candlelight. "The toxin's a hybrid. Mostly diluted neurotoxin - lethal in pure form. But there's something else mixed in." He crushed dried leaves between his palms, the powder glowing faintly blue as it hit the air. "Dragonroot, if I had to guess." "Daggermouth root only grows in the Wastes."