Wolfsbane Novels & Stories

The small vial shimmered with a distant cerulean hue, illuminated by the light of the sporadic lighting. My eyes widened at the sight of the vial. It was known as the Wolf’s Bane—the potent bane of our kind, capable of weakening even the greatest wolf. My heart pounded. How was Boris able to obtain Wolf's Bane? And how did he manage to bring it into the Games without getting caught?

The room felt less ventilated. No one was settled; everyone had gloomy looks on their faces. Fear spelled itself out clearly in our eyes as we watched Teagan groan in pain. Wolfsbane is also known as a toxic plant that spells death for werewolves. It has the power to prevent them from transforming into their wolf form, weaken them, or, in the extreme, eliminate them. It was the best-known poison that all werewolves ran from. Its power most graciously gave a surprise toxin; none stood before it.

Benson's eyes were beginning to turn black because I was denying him and his wolf their mate, but I didn't care. Bryan immediately stood in front of me, protecting me from Benson. His wolf was at the surface and looked ready to attack me. Benson was watching me intently, hatred and rage in his eyes. Bryan growled loudly, catching the attention of Benson. Bryan was staring at him attentively, his own wolf coming to the surface because of the threat Benson was imposing on me. Bryan's wolf was forcing Benson's to back down. Benson had disrespected his Alpha and his Luna, and he knew immediately after he gained control of his wolf.

Not in a world where wolves can smell lies and fear. Right? Melody’s notes could be just that. Notes. Medical knowledge. She was always reading, always studying symptoms. Wolfsbane is a known toxin; of course she’d write about it. And the bitter drink… maybe it’s just herbs. Maybe it’s really for my “growing pains.” Maybe it’s to help my wolf wake up, not suppress it. I cling to those maybes like they’re oxygen. Because the alternative is too ugly to hold. Dad clears his throat. “Abby.”

I try to call out, but my lips are literally pressed against the earth and I can’t move. It’s our sage, I just know it. I’d recognize the stink of patchouli and green onions anywhere. What an awful combination to be stuck with your entire life. I hear a series of grunts and boots moving, I hear the sound of my captor pulling his knife that I’ve gotten to know well these last few days. A side effect of wolfsbane is that it also has healing properties. If you get cut, it’ll heal enough to stop the blood flow. Meaning you can get cut a hell of a lot of times and feel every bit of the pain but you won’t bleed out if they’re mostly superficial. Just another torture

He had also noticed the same color from the gunshots of the hunters. "Yes, werewolves have a few weaknesses. The main one being wolfsbane. Wolfsbane, also known as aconite or monkshood, is a potent herb and a werewolf's most well-known weakness. If a werewolf makes physical contact with wolfsbane in any form, it will burn and weaken them. These effects extend to hybrids as well, who are vulnerable to wolfsbane. Ingesting wolfsbane severely weakens them, making them appear feverish. Direct skin contact with wol

“So, she is part demon? One of Dante’s sprogs that slipped through the net?” “No,” Lucas leaned forward to rest his elbows on his knees as a weary sigh escaped him. “Atlas and Amos don’t have wolf spirits remember? Chloe does; Hecate.” “Hecate? What kind of name is that?” “It’s the name of a Greek goddess. As far as we can tell, only the Wolfe line has a wolven spirit with a Greek name. Even Sierra and Alvaro don’t have them. So, how come she has one?” Lucas raised an eyebrow, hazel eyes darkening as the questions piled up. “I think we need to make a call.”

To only have Volkan nod at him. The person opens a bag and fills a syringe with something, to only have Thora look at it in fear. "It's wolfsbane. It will weaken your wolf to slower down the summoning." She moves her head in no....he can't be so heartless...he just can't! If her wolf weakens? The death wolf will be able to control her more...she may truly go insane then. "No ! Volkan no ! Please! It is not going to weaken it... please don't do this! "

she looks around the room and settles on my face and blinks a few times “Yes, you are a wolf and yes your dad was an Alpha and is residing in our dungeons” “Would he really kill me?” “I do not know for sure, but it seemed likely yes” she throws her head back into the pillow and groans, either from pain or the idea that her father was going to kill her. Either way, I really did not want her to suffer anymore. “You said something about wolfsbane, what is that?” “It is a poison for wolves, in high amounts it can be lethal and in smaller amounts it will keep your wolf at bay”

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.