Vampire Potion Novels & Stories

He smirked into his tea. Sevrin glanced down at his cup like it might bite him. “Do vampires even drink tea?” “No,” Azric said without looking up. “I just want to feel included.” Sevrin took a sip—and immediately choked. Coughed. Gagged. Smacked his chest with his fist. Nyra blinked. “What in the nine hells—” He finally got his breath back and wheezed, “What’s in this?” “Bloodroot, herbs to keep your magic from flaring, and a little lemon zest,” she said sweetly.

I stared at him in even more confusion and blinked my eyes rapidly trying to grasp what he just said when my head start to hurt, the pain started small and it advanced and before I knew it all I could see was black. I was awake again, only this time my head doesn't hurt that much anymore and I remember who I am but I'm not in the same place I was before I blacked out. What is this place? There's blood everywhere, the smell is driving me crazy, I have to leave before I kill someone. I tried to stand up but my legs felt like jelly. I regained my balance and tried to find my way out of this strange place before I turn full vamp. As I went farther away the smell of blood reduced and my urges les

We were immediately welcomed with the familiar smell of alcohol and God knows what, I scrunch my nose in disgust and pushed my way past a bunch of drunk teens, trust me it wasn't easy. Sophia squeals and quickly walked up the marble stairs to Daniel's house, which one would consider gorgeous, but mine was bigger, I'm not bragging though. I sighed and sluggishly walked up the stairs behind Sophia and Cassie. I instantly regretted why I agreed to coming as soon as I got in, I could have been home in my bean bag chair eating chocolate from my candy pot while watching my favorite series Teen Wolf. I stepped inside with Sophia following her to the bar, I see a few wolves playing beer pong and som

Slade could see her red, slightly swollen eyes but chose not to say anything. "The vampires of Hieroland will be on your side," Slade said. "We don't have a good number though." "How many?" "506. We can never win with that number... Now would be a good time to show the trick up your sleeve." Willow looked at him intently before reaching into the inside pocket of her leather jacket and placing the vial on the coffee table. Slade picked it up and carefully observed the brownish-green liquid inside. "This is—" "The potion made from the herbs that you were after," Willow said.

Alex inquired, but his question was met with silence. As the mysterious potion coursed through Alex's veins, unease washed over him. His vision blurred, and he felt a sudden surge of power and vitality, but at the same time, an unsettling darkness crept into his mind. The room seemed to distort, and he struggled to maintain his balance as he gripped the table for support. Azaroth observed him closely, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "Enjoying the taste of power, are you, halfling?" he taunted. "Remember, there's a price to pay for meddling with forces beyond your comprehension."

I flush bashfully, heart palpitating and blood rushing with a burst. I alarmingly look away from our hands, the presence of his hand making my right thigh fidget. He's not staring at me when he affirms, "It was an incomplete array our predecessors who were after that Vampire left behind." "It renders those bloodthirsty degenerates unable to drink human blood. It becomes a lethal poison, several times deadlier than silver, and as potent as the sun" I feel a plunge in my being and rattle wholly into stiffness to hear him say that. My mind races a mile per minute and I refuse to speak anymore until we arrive at our destination.

The writing was slightly different from usual and it was faded but I was somehow able to read it. There were potions for different kinds of things, there were potions for sustenance during Vampire pregnancy, a wisdom potion, there was even a potion that accompanied the transition from human to Vampire. That is, after they turn someone, the person is supposed to drink that potion and some human blood or the person would either turn to ash or go feral. There were so many interesting things to find out but even with the knowledge, I would be unable to make any of those potions because I had never heard of the ingredients before.

With a serious face, Frey started talking about herself. There are two types of vampires.Pureblood and mixed-blood vampires.Pure-blooded vampires are the original descendants of ancestral vampires.While mixed vampires are obtained in various ways such as marriage between humans and vampires, or other ways.Frey is a pure-blooded vampire who has a body that looks the same as a human.Even so, she also has strength that exceeds ordinary humans.

Like us, the merchant never revealed his identity to us, although we found it out anyway. Once, at home, I made a potion using a full-blood vampire’s blood that I bought from Owl. I made poison for full-blood vampires. In the books, it was said that it was almost impossible to brew a potion that would hurt a vampire, or even kill it. But I made it possible. I was seventy percent sure of the potion’s success. I sold it to Owl on my own since Leo was not with me. I got the most money selling that poison. I never thought it was Demian who bought it from Owl. The specialty of the poison was that it was a slow-killer so you would not even notice something was wrong initially.

Did one of the slaves try to poison it or something? Can Vampires even be poisoned? "Khloe." I sat up straighter at the sound of my name. Turning my head up a bit, I spoke. "Yes, Master?" My eyes widened a bit as he held the fork in front of my face. "Try this and tell me if it tastes weird to you." He wanted me to try some of his meal? I haven't seen any of the other pets do that. What if it really is poisoned? Regardless of that, I obeyed.