Apothecary Diaries Spoilers Novels & Stories

The Doctor's Visit 2 He removed his white coat slowly, revealing a fitted dress shírt that hugged his broad shoulders and muscular arms. He rolled up his sleeves delíberately, his gray eyes never leaving míne as I lay exposed on the examínation table. "I’m sure your husband must be home, waiting for his good sweet wife to be back from her appointment. I'm gonna make sure to take care of your body so thoroughly, he won't recognize your fucking cunt anymore.” he snarled locking eyes with me, and I mewed shamelessly in return.

At once, I saw something that could speed up our process with the cyaxin antidote. I quickly pulled it out, scanning the contents. I nodded, satisfied with it. I pulled out a few more books about rare plants and poisons that weren’t in the books I'd read in our pack. Then there were a few more books about healing, which I didn’t hesitate to take. There was also a thick leather book in the farthest corner. It was a journal of an unnamed Healer and innovator who chose to hide their identities for their own safety. There were notes of their few inventions that were lost to time, as well as unfinished projects. Written in it were the trial and errors and what could have been done, the repeated f

At the Northern Territory’s premier Apothecary Summit, Emma stood on stage as the Lead Apothecary, presenting her breakthrough research on the silver poisoning antidote. Dressed in a crisp white lab coat, she radiated an aura of absolute confidence and power. Below the stage, the most respected healers in the region hung on her every word, murmuring in admiration. Suddenly, the back doors burst open, and a haggard, broken figure stumbled into the hall. It was Fenris.

Finally, after standing outside for half an hour, I decided mystery friend had gone in without me, and I climbed the stairs and approached the door of Jeni’s apartment. Apartment is what I expected, but it was actually the penthouse of the old converted building. The whole top floor. For a girl living in a dorm room barely 12 by 12, it was huge. Heck, it was huge for my mother’s house. When I knocked, the door was opened by a tall blonde girl wearing nothing but a shawl tied around her hips. She smiled and invited me on in. The infamous Jeni. For a well-known lesbian, she looked really young. She didn’t seem to be the least bit concerned that she was only wearing a shawl around her hips eith

Maybe from here, my life would settle down. _ _ _ I hope you enjoyed this first book! Book two is out now!! So be sure to look out for: "Goddess Diaries"

TRINITY I place the two suitcases on my bed when I notice Saph is flipping pages of my floral printed diary that I wrote when I was in high school. I haven’t seen that diary since I started dating Oli. “Saph, where did you get that?” Saph is lying on her stomach, propping her elbows with her eyes fixed on my diary on her hands. When I ask her to give it to me, but she doesn’t even look at me. Instead, she continues reading and flipping pages as if she’s so hooked up reading a romance novel.

He’s so easy to manipulate when he’s nostalgic. Day 12: She’s getting suspicious. I need to ramp up the symptoms. Fainting spell tomorrow? My hands shook as I turned the pages. It was all there. The calculation. The malice. But a diary could be dismissed as venting or fiction. Elise could claim she was writing a novel. I needed something physical. Something medical. I put the diary back and turned to the nightstand. The three pill bottles were there. Digoxin. Warfarin. Furosemide.

Her smile looked like it hurt. The closet came next. Her clothes were still arranged by color, by season. Heels lined up like a fashion show. Then I saw a shoebox, taped shut with yellowing masking tape. I hurried to open it and inside were old prescriptions, anxiety meds sleep aids. Then painkillers. The kind doctors stop prescribing when things get too dark. And then... the diary. Black leather. Worn edges. Her name is engraved inside the cover like a brand. I hesitated, then flipped it open. I skipped the later entries. I already knew how the illness crept in.

“While we were in there, I received a text. The guards have found the apothecary’s files from the correct year.” “Let’s go at once,” I said, my dwindled hope rebuilding once more. When we entered the apothecary’s shop, the binder of files was out on the counter. I went over at once. One of my guards had already started coming through. “Here,” he said, showing me the year. “A lot of poison went out this year. And all to one person.” My blood ran cold, my outrage burning a bright flame in my chest. Darius.

I agreed. When Justin, Randy, and Helen dropped us off at the apothecary’s, they left with the promise that they would see us again soon, and suddenly I was all alone with Lisa. She fished around in her pocket and pulled out a piece of paper, some of the notes that we had been taking back in the library at Juden’s mansion.