Alkemis Novels & Stories

I’ve never seen or heard Amelia drunk before, but she sounds hilarious. Tezus is a special alcoholic brew made for supernatural beings. It’s made in a distillery based in Rome that’s run by a family of makkaris. A makkari is what humans would call ‘witches.’ They use magic to make their brews more compatible with our bodies. You can get pretty wasted off a couple glasses super-fast. If she just downed an entire bottle then I’m amazed she’s still standing. “Indisposed? She sounds Gods damn wasted,” Jasper says with a raised eyebrow.

Furthermore, the company’s reputation may be damaged by those unfair commons. For the hotel chain, “positive reviews play a significant role in consumers’ evaluations of service quality and value”. However, even the positive feedback can be misguiding as well. Some companies may use preferential policies (e.g. discount offering, bonus points) in return of positive reviews. For instance, American based Caesars Palace gave extra member points to the customers who have shared their good review and satisfying experience on Twitter or I*******m (Wom360.com, 2018). When other customers perceived these good evaluations, they may be self-assured and then blinded believe that the products or services

Chapter Thirteen Fore more than fifteen minute, Alexis was busy gathering money and some other accessories, when her hands were full, she would go and come back, funny enough, no one could caught her in the act, in fact no one noticed that all their so called accessories were gone, moreover they don’t even know that a stealth thief was coming in and going out of the restaurant unnoticed.

“Then stop treating me like—” “Not now.” The edge in my voice cut through whatever she was about to say. Good. We didn’t have time for this. The woman stopped a few feet from the gate. Close enough to speak. Far enough to stay safe. Smart. “Alpha Kael,” she said. Not a question. A statement. I didn’t react. “You have the advantage of me,” I replied. “State your name.” She smiled slightly. “Dr. Elara Voss.” Human.

"HelvETA Reagents moves the precursor, but only in bulk industrial lots. Wrong granularity. They sell to plastics." "And the second." "Bremmer Chemical. Sells the precursor, but their export license caps the grade. Too crude to integrate." She closed both files. "The third is a distributor, not a maker. It moves whatever it's handed." "Which leaves one." "Which leaves one." She brought up the last ledger. The name sat at the top in pale corporate type. "Lindqvist Fine Synthesis. Small. Specialized. They make the precursor at research grade and they ship in quantities that match a single ongoing subject."

The herbalist's eyes briefly shifted to a shadowy area of his store, suggesting a more specialized source. He mentioned a name, a mysterious person known only as "The Alchemist," who is said to work out of a hidden, unmarked store in the oldest part of the city and specializes in antiquated, nearly forgotten poisons and remedies. She proceeded to a small, disorganized pharmacy, where the strong aroma of different tinctures and powdered herbs filled the air. She heard the proprietor and a nervous-looking man talking in a low voice, barely above the street noise. The man described a sudden, unexplained sickness that had taken over his employer's household.

Soon the priestess arrived with Adrian. "Calling for me this time of the day is a bit worrying Alpha, hope all is well?" The priestess asked immediately as she stepped into Jeremy's office. She bowed her head and Jeremy asked her to rise. "We need some things about something called the Alcon," Jeremy said, going straight to the point. The priestess paused before she quickly moved closer to Jeremy and whispered into his ears. "Alpha, the Alcon is not something you should talk about with strangers. It is a very dangerous thing," she said with a serious tone.

replies alpha Frank. “then who are we talking about” Archer takes places his butt atop the table. “we are all ears Jeremy” speaks beta Harrison. “charlotte Romero. The former Alpha’s daughter” Jeremy’s voice came out in slow pauses; he knew a female never holds position in the moonstone pack. “will you take back those words! you know where women belong” growls Alpha Frank. “anywhere they want to be, don’t you think so Jeremy, women. Belong. Where. They want to be” Archer smiles at the end of his sentence, and with a sudden jump he gets off the table.

Brielle shook her head slowly. "I know what you're thinking, Andrew. You're a truly dangerous person. The Divine Alchemists are recognized as the foremost alchemy sect in the world; they have the skills, resources, and influence to command respect from alchemists everywhere.

Then: "I don't have storage space." It was a lie. Kael could see the storage area behind her stall. It was half-empty. He moved to the second merchant without comment. The second merchant was an older man who dealt primarily in mineral goods for alchemical use. He examined the salt sample with more attention than the first merchant had given it, tested it against some chemical he kept in a small vial, and nodded. "Quality's adequate," he said. "But I'm not buying Ashfen salt." "For what reason?"