Vampire Diaries Wolfsbane Novels & Stories

He crawled towards me with wide eyes and tried to reach for the arrow but I shook my head in pain. “What? You need it to get it out,” he hissed in irritation as he tried to grab the arrow sticking out from my stomach again but I grabbed his hand in warning and shook my head again with labored breath. “Wolfsbane,” I hissed from my lips. Our attackers had covered the arrow in wolfsbane. Xavier grew pale as he realized the meaning behind my words. Wolfsbane is lethal to wolves. If our attackers are shooting wolfsbane, then we don’t know what species of supernaturals they are but we know what they are not. Wolves.

“I can't believe that you're on your feet. A few weeks ago, you were writhing on the bed.” He shrugged. “Well, I'm fine. Wolfsbane can do that to you.” “Not just any wolfsbane,” my father said, dropping a file on the desk between us. “That… is a report from the scientists who say that the wolfsbane is a special kind of wolfsbane. It not only affects wolves, it also affects lycans, and is strong enough to kill any wolf and lycan it comes in contact with. That means that you, Kaelan and anybody else who might have come in contact with this needs to be in isolation. We need to find out a way to create a cure.”

Hunter jerks on the bed so suddenly that Aria’s eyes snap to him and she tells him to calm down, like some fucking child. I go to the table by the left wall and place the suitcase on it. I tap in the code, open the latches and bring out the wolfsbane, a golden liquid substance with flecks of bright blue in it. Roman said Hunter used to buy it in bulk and have it shipped out despite how dangerous it is to werewolves and how he knew his clients would use it against people like them. He had to sabotage that business and bring it down and Hunter was not happy about it.

Someone gives him his gun, and he points it straight to my forehead. “You should count yourself lucky,” he whispers. “Someone still wants you alive. If it were up to me, you’d be bleeding on the floor right now, watching me as I take your wife and your children.” “You’re lucky I’m merely holding back,” I mutter. He lets out a laugh. Then, he holds his hand out to one of the men in the room. He hands him a syringe filled with a familiar bright purple pearlescent liquid. Wolfsbane, designed to incapacitate wolves and Lycans.

I yelled, my voice cracking with desperation. “Please Silvia, fight" I screamed, fighting harder against the hands holding me. They were too strong, and I couldn’t break free. My eyes darted around, searching for Adrian or his beta, but they were nowhere in sight. Then it hit me—my wolf was weakening. A small cut on my ankle burned, the pain spreading fast. *Wolfsbane,* Alexa whispered, her voice fading like a dying echo. “No, no, no!” I gasped, realizing why Silvia had suddenly gotten weak too. The wolfsbane was sapping our strength, leaving us vulnerable.

he stated plainly, “Your mate, Asher Zane, is a strong individual, there is no doubt in that. He is the strongest amongst the Wolves but you need to understand, people are trying to kill him so they could take over as King. Even if Asher manages to maintain his position as King, this war is already one sided,” “Why do you say that?” My heart was clenching at the thought of something happening to Asher. “The Vampires have something which is fatal to Wolves,” “Wolfsbane,” I let out. He nodded, “One of the reasons why White Crescents were seen as a threat was because wolfsbane caused no harm to them which is why they could treat other wolves who had been harmed by it,” “Do you mean I can heal S

she whispered breathlessly, her eyes tearful. "Not exactly," Paoli disagreed. He held his hands out to ward her off when she stepped forward like she wanted to hug him. "Sorry. Cross," he reminded. "Oh, I'm sorry!" Emily cried. She quickly stepped back. Then a frown crossed her face when his words sank in. "What do you mean 'not exactly'?" she asked. "Wolfbane won't cure lycanthropy. All it does is stops the wolf from being able to take over the body. All the rage is still there, but now it has no outlet," he explained.

“Especially since you know the meaning of it,” Emrys thought for a moment and paled. “Wolfsbane.” A mere whisper but we all heard him clearly. Aconite meant wolfsbane, a perfect last name for a vampire… Lycans enemy named after the one plant that could end any wolf with one drip and a vampire could end a werewolf with one bite of their fangs just as wolves could end vampires with one scratch. “Who are you?” Chelsa whispered with wide eyes, hiding behind her mate who looked ready to shift at any moment.

It contained everything a wolvire could do, in this case, of course, an ordinary wolvire. Hugo's temper tantrums when a passage in the book explains that Wolvire's wolf-form bite or scratch to a vampire is more deadly than the usual wolf-shifter bite. Vice versa, if Wolvire is in vampire form, then their bite at wolf-shifter will also be more deadly than ordinary vampires. However, that did not apply to the wolvire named Barbara.

She goes very still. “No,” she breathes. I close my eyes. When I open them again, Mara is staring at me in horror, the vial cradled in her palm like a viper. “Do you know what this is?” she whispers harshly. “Yes.” “This is rare,” she says, voice trembling. “It is illegal and lethal. Saphra, this...this is wolfsbane.” “I know.” She looks at me as if she doesn’t recognize me anymore. “You can’t,” she pleads. “Please.... Whatever you think you need to do....there must be another way.”