Boxten X Poppy Novels & Stories

I proffered. “That's highly unlikely, I'm afraid. The drug she's addicted to is quite rare and difficult to get. It's made from the seeds of the Papaver Somniferum, commonly known as the Poppy plant. The problem is, this isn't regular opium, it's a different derivative, one that's lesser known and is most commonly made by hand. So there's no way it could have just found its way into her diet. Since Jaselyn wasn't consciously taking this drug and her doctor hid this fact despite knowing, there can only be one explanation.” The doctor said and paused.

By the time I’ve finished half my cup, headlights light up the street and stop outside the house. Jaxon shoots up from the couch. “Auntie Pops!” he shouts, racing for the door before I can even set the cup down. “Slow down, Jax,” I call after him, but he’s already there, yanking it open. I pull up my collar, making sure my mate marks are covered before following him. Poppy stands on the step, a wide grin on her face and her arms full of stacked pizza boxes. “Special delivery!” she announces.

he said in excitement, “let's learn how to use those seedling to our advantage, Pyro!” That's the time my hate to trees gone like a wind that pass by. And my connection to it...build up!

“They got here before we did, they must’ve had a tip that we were coming and cleared out the place. Although we were able to get our hands on something they forgot to clear out this-“ he waved one of the guys over and he rushed to us with a small dirty box. He unlocked it and pushed it opened, it looked like it hadn’t been used on the outside for many years and then on the inner it was a casing with tiny bottles tagged with labels. “What are these?” Henry asked squinting down to take a better look at the box. “Wolfsbane.” “I don’t understand, why is it in small tubes like this?” Henry’s questions aligned with mine as I stared. It wasn’t a surprise that they had it but something didn’t add up

She was balancing two boxes stacked higher than her head. “Need a hand?” I asked. She tilted her head around the boxes and grinned. “If you don’t mind.” I grabbed the top box from her and followed her toward the lab. As we walked I noticed the glass beakers and flasks in the box I was carrying. “New shipments?” I asked. “Yes, they are.” She replied. “We're working on a new drug that could heighten the physical attributes of our agents. Y'know make them stronger, faster, smarter even.”

She threw a vicious hook that landed square on her opponent's nose and shattered it instantly. Blood splattered across her tank top. Without even catching her breath, she stepped on the fallen fighter's chest and flashed the audience a wild, defiant smirk. At that moment, she was dazzling enough to draw everyone's attention. However, what caught my eye wasn't her athletic body, nor was it her cold, beautiful face. When I pressed the red button beside me, the entire arena erupted. In the underground boxing world, that button meant only one thing—no matter how high anyone else bid, I would raise it without limit until I won ownership of the fighter.

Kit wanted to cry in frustration when his voice came out breathless, more of a moan than speech. Clamping his hands on top of his mouth once again, he curled up on himself in the passenger’s seat, wanting nothing more than this torture to end. He wasn’t dumb; he knew exactly what was happening. Khun Thong must have mixed in some kind of sexual stimulant into the tea that he had offered him, and even though he had taken only a few sips of the tea, the stimulant must have been strong enough to have made him lose control of his body like this.

Evander quickly explained the risks they would face to Poppy. “Who says I'm going to let us stay injured?” Poppy replied with a grin on her face. “All you need to do now is take off your clothes,” Poppy continued, glancing at Evander with a seductive look. Evander looked at Poppy in confusion, staring at her as if she had gone crazy and lost her mind after being beaten by the monsters. Poppy ignored Evander's strange gaze. Before taking off her magic bag, she reached inside and pulled out her Healing Potion from her inventory.

He smiled widely at me, glancing up and down my form as I turned slowly from side to side with one knee forward, showing off, my head lowered. "Very nice," he said in reply. Still feasting his eyes on me, he stopped in my face. "Poppy, I can think of only one more thing that would complete your ensemble. If you permit me...?" he said, drawing his hand from behind him to reveal a long, maroon-colored velvet box.

His boots were already removed but he hesitated a second before he joined me. “I figured this will make it a bit easier and help you before your heat hits.” “Okay.” Tyrone parted the folds of the box and then tipped it over, making the contents fall out onto the blanket. There was a big box and two smaller boxes, one pink and one purple. He picked up the big box and opened it, revealing the item inside. “This is called a dildo,” he said softly, placing it on the palm of his hand. “It’s the same size as my cock. This”—he held up a black pump-thingy—“this is to inflate the knot.”