Vampire Potion Novels & Stories

Vampires don’t always like their lot in life, and many chose to live as humans as best they could. Muttering a chant to Khonsu under my breath, harnessing the power surge through me while I prepare the potion, I can feel tingling in my nerve endings, a sign it’s coming together. I touch the edge of the bowl with a practiced zap, igniting the contents in a black puff of smoke that hovers above the vessel and smells strongly of cinders and ash. A forest fire. Guiding the cloud carefully and expertly with the bowl, forward towards our goal, and then with my fingertips until it hovers around Cornel’s face. I move and sway it around him until he can’t escape it and has no choice but to breathe th

It sounded normal. Stepping again, this time in between bottles, I watched another wave go out. I held up the bag I still had in my hand. What the hell was this shit? Morgan had said it was a mixture of wolfsbane, vampire venom, and pixie dust. But that it was making vampires go crazy.

Elizabeth didn’t look for this hint like the other students. “As far as I know, more powerful than garlic is the potion called ‘burning silver’ or ‘silver flames’, as some call it. Unlike potions that contain garlic and keep the vampire away from the person who got such a potion, ‘silver flames’ can hurt it very badly. They burn the vampire.”

His blood-stained frame left a hideous imprint on my window and left a crimson trail on my shirt as our bodies collided in his reckless descent. I whipped my head around, locking eyes with him as he let out a guttural groan and shattered the arrows embedded in his flesh with a swift crack. My sharp eye immediately identified the arrows as the very same ones my parents used for hunting in our pack, expertly crafted to target vampires with their deadly poisoned tips. Our pack witch had concocted a potent potion that not only paralyzed vampires, but could prove fatal if left untreated beyond a day.

And as each vampire drank, she recited a chant for the potions effect to be activated, "Sorvex vampyri, veneficus draconis , Zarathrax nocturnum, umbra potentis" As she did this, each vampire wore a mark on their forehead, a symbol rather, using a trace of the potion to do it which reinforced the potion's connection to them and could be used as their new brand. The leader of the vampire, loved the idea of that. The change was good.

She lifted the blue potion in the air before setting it on the counter. “This potion will mask your vampire stench,” she said, crinkling her nose at me. “It’ll only last a little while so we would have to be quick. But it’ll help disguise what you are long enough to get her out of there without them detecting you.” I nodded in understanding and waited for her to continue. She lifted the red potion and then set that on the table.

I whispered, blinking as Vaelor looked down at me, his fangs out and blood dripping past his lips as his eyes burned red with ecstasy. His hand slid gently through my hair. "It’s my vampire potion,” he said softly. “It’s an aphrodisiac." My eyes widened as I tried to pull away but my body barely responded. “I don’t want this.” I said, feeling warm and hot between my legs and tears ran down my cheeks. The tears wouldn’t stop. “I don’t want you.” He smiled down at me. “I know.” His hand brushed my cheek. A touch that made my skin crawl.

It was clear they demanded respect. “As I was saying…. let me clarify. Darin would take their blood for experimental purposes.” Vin was making this a whole show. Holding his hands together, he paced behind the chained man. “Together, him and I were working on something to change life as we know it. Experimenting with different drugs and then we started working with blood of ranking wolves. It wasn’t until a little while ago that I finished our work. We have created a….potion of sorts.” Vin picked up the syringe and waved it back and forth. “This potion has the ability to give a human a wolf.” He put the needle into the man’s neck and pushed the red liquid into his neck.

he hissed, leaning down until his frame completely swallowed me. I couldn't breathe.The vial sat there between us. Aiden's hand slammed onto the table. The crack echoed through the room. "This potion." His voice was deadly calm. "The one you claimed came from your grandmother." My stomach dropped. Aiden laughed. The sound held no humor. "We tested it out in the lab." The room spun, my pulse thundered. Aiden leaned closer. "It contains a concentrated blend of poisonous herbs and dark-magic spices designed to destroy a wolf from the inside out over a matter of weeks."

It was weird how quickly a forest truce with a vampire could become part of your new normal. “Here,” I said, sliding the tincture across to her. “Peppermint, lemon balm, and just a little feverfew. Mix a few drops in your tea. No bog smell.” “You’re a lifesaver,” she said, tucking the bottle into her bag. “Also, you didn’t deny the moonlight brooding.” “That’s because I’m not giving you more ammunition than you already have.” Her smile widened, but it faded a little when her gaze lingered on me.