Novel & Cerita Alchemist

Liam muttered with an evil cackle before ending the call. Hearing the beep, Albert called back but he only received a mechanical feedback saying the phone number doesn't exist anymore. "Fuck!!" Albert screamed out as he threw his phone against the wall, shattering it to pieces in the process. His hazel eyes were already glowing brightly and his nails dug deeply into his fisted palm. Blood seeped out of the wound but he didn't care about the pain. All he could see was red!! He had a killing intent within him and wouldn't stop till he gets to the bastard.

But this time, I did not pull from my mother's legacy or ancient bloodline magic. I pulled from suffering. From death. From every moment of pain and rejection and torture that should have broken me but instead forged me into something stronger. The pendant against my chest began to glow—not silver this time, but silver-blue-gold. Three colors intertwining. "Yes!" Drake breathed. "The triad. Alpha, Luna, Catalyst. We are the alchemy itself!" Power erupted from all three of us simultaneously. Our chains shattered. The suppression cuffs cracked and fell away. Energy poured from us in a massive shockwave that threw everyone in the chamber to the ground.

I don't trust Lyra, and I don't think I ever will, but trying to refrain myself from wanting her so badly is an urge I can't fight against. "It's the curse, isn't it?" Damien asked. My fist clenched, knowing that he was right. I hated the part where he knew everything. Clause and Axle aren't aware of the curse that Lyra acted up a few weeks ago. The Curse of the Unbridled Alpha, an ancient affliction that strikes the most powerful pack leaders, renders them helpless against their primal instincts, driving them to surrender to their basest desires and act on impulse. Their control over their actions is fragile as the moon's phases dictate their fate.

"Well, I came here four years ago to meet my auntie and I kinda fell in love with the nature of this town. And right then I got this job offer. So here I am." "Interesting." Marjan chuckled. "Hell! It burned my tongue." I threw my tongue out and pinched my eyes shut, the same reaction from Reema. Anwar and Marjan laughed at us. If alcohol tastes this awful then how do people become alcoholic? So confusing. "I'm not drinking anymore!" My throat and lungs were burning like hell. "Me too!" Reema cursed as her eyes still pinched shut.

While she’s talking with someone, I went to her dispenser to have some hot water and make a coffee. Before I could even rip the packaging of the coffee, Val pulled me aggressively and took with her towards the elevator. She then pressed the highest floor of the building which was the floor of our boss’s office. “What’s happening?” I asked, confused. “There’s a small ceremony for the new agent of our organization.” “Agent?” “Yes. A ceremony to welcome an agent.” “A ceremony to welcome only one agent?!”

Alkane, my Omega, reported through our mind link. “Bring her here,” I said firmly. “But, Alpha, aren't you in injuries?” “Just shut up, Alkane! Bring her here right now!” I exclaimed, distraught, at doctor Daleon. “You stay here; a woman allegedly brought medicine for my wounds, but I need you to check the quality and see if it can truly heal me.” “This doctor will obey,” he says, agreeing. I sat back in my swivel chair, continuing to pour wine into my glass.

I winked at him and stylishly made my way to the counter where I presume drinks would be sold. "What do you have?" I asked the barman as I slumped my ass into one of the high stools. "Urhm, there's tequila, vodka and soda, Sherry Muscat, gin, whiskey, Brandy, rum, campari…" "Forget it. Just give me the best one you have. Make it a little strong but not too strong.' Moments later, he presented me a glass of whatever mixture he had done. "Take a sip and tell me what you think. My secret recipe only for the special ones like you." He winked.

I felt very weak, but when night came a man opened the door. He was a man of about fifty years old, with short hair, green eyes, somewhat square faces and a beard in the shape of a padlock. -So you're that guy who wants to buy time. The bad thing is that you don't come from a classy family. What you are asking for is stupid, I don't know how she imagined touching someone as basic as you. I deny this deal with you. -She doesn't see that the one who suffers the most is her daughter. A woman deceived and left for a vampire. Doesn't she feel anything?

What should I do now with this? Shaking her head, she went back to the laboratory and started working on the trial antidote. Unlike the love potion that had many ingredients, the antidote only has four, which are: a. Fresh local honey b. Cyclamen c. Melatonin d. Chemical X. The chemical X was her own made chemical that can made someone forget. While Cyclamen represents the goodbye of the forgotten love. Melatonin triggered the sleep side, which is needed for the bait to leave the target.

"Well you are part Elf and look at what happened to all the other Elves, they went crazy and started killing everyone, there is a chance that would happen, but you have more wolf in you so I always knew that wouldn't be you." I couldn't take all this in. All my life I had felt weak and pathetic and not worthy. My Mum did this to me. "Is there a way to reverse it?" Dax asked my Mum "Whenever Rory started showing signs of getting stronger I would use some more of the mixture from the witch." "So it will wear off?" "Yes every couple of months." "How long has it been since the last dose?" "Been nearly two months." Everyone was quiet for a while. I then realised that my Mum was half Elf and that