Antidote Novels & Stories

Addison cursed under her breath. Oakley didn’t seem offended. He shrugged, his smirk still in place. “I’ll take that as a compl Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small bag and held it out for her to see. Addison eyed it suspiciously as he opened it. There was some kind of powder she didn’t recognize. “It’s an antidote,” Oakley explained. “It neutralizes the poison and helps with healing.” Addison’s gaze narrowed, “why would you want to help us?”

Gwen pointed out, and we agreed. "So, what is the way forward?" Delan asked her, not wanting to dwell on the problem but hoping for a solution instead. "To have a solution, we need to understand the cause of the problem. The antidote does not even work as an antidote, it works more like a vaccine. For it to be an antidote, it should be able to work after they have introduced the chemical to the system, but based on our experiments, the drug is useless if we have already exposed the victim to NTX3 before we administer it. When administered before exposure to NTX3 it burns off the drug, stopping it

His lips moved again, and this time I leaned closer, straining to hear. “Antidote...” he rasped, his voice barely audible. I froze, my mind racing. “Antidote?” I repeated, my voice shaking. “What antidote? Where is it?” Max’s head lolled to the side, his breathing shallow as he tried to speak again. “Car...” he whispered, his voice so faint I almost didn’t catch it. “Small... bottle...” My eyes widened as the realization hit me. There was an antidote in his car. Of course, there was. Max never did anything without a plan.

"It goes directly into the IV line. Slow and steady. Too fast and it could shock her system." I took the syringe with steady hands, despite the fear coursing through me. This was it. Either this worked, or I had just sold my soul for nothing. I injected the antidote into her IV line, watching the clear liquid flow into her veins. For a moment, nothing happened. Then Aria's body tensed, her back arching slightly, a small gasp escaping her lips. "That's normal," Dr. Russo assured me. "The antidote is aggressive. It has to be to counteract the poison."

“Then let’s go.” But Rook didn’t move. “Riven…” “Don’t stall me,” I warned. “You need to know something first.” My jaw tightened. “What?” Rook licked his lips, nervous. “This antidote… it doesn’t just reverse the catalyst.” “What does it do?” Rook swallowed. “It pulls out whatever Shade put in him. All of it.” “And?” I growled. “And it will take everything out.” I frowned. “What the hell does that mean? ”

"What did you do? How could they have let me go that easily?" Jake's gaze was filled with sadness. "I drank the wine they poisoned." Beside him, Michelle sobbed pitifully. "Jake, that was a toxic aphrodisiac! If you don't get 99 virgins to cure you, you'll die!" The searing pain on my face pulled me out of my thoughts. Jake had slapped me. He threw a large bouquet of roses at me, and the roses' thorns sliced my face. He was furious. "Chelle is allergic to pollen! Why did you put flowers in the living room? Are you trying to kill her?"

Antagonist –is a person who actively opposes or hostile to someone or something; an adversary… “Blah! Blah! Blah!” Sabria said as she rolled her eyes and closed the laptop that was sitting on her desk. But why did they hate antagonists when the truth is, they were once a protagonist, it just happens that there’s another villain who pretends to be a heroine and stole all the things they cherish the most. She thought. As she reminisced one of the most painful moments in her life.

I chuckled, “That’s alright. I may be a fool, but I promise to keep you safe. Life is worth risking if it is for you.” I smiled. After all, I’m his Elusive Antidote.

I closed my eyes because I couldn't look at him; I couldn't imagine what I was doing or with whom I was doing it. When this was all over, I would have to give him the antidote. The antidote for the poision is a herb called the 'Moonpetal', all he needed was the slightest taste and the poison would fade, and I would have to get out as quickly as I came in, making sure not to be seen. I won, but it didn't feel like I did.