Caffeine & Legends Novels & Stories

Janet said, her voice getting louder as she got closer to me. If they wanted to avoid being suspected, it was a little too late for that. “How many pints do we need for the next three days? I think we should let her stay off the nectar for some days so she doesn’t lose any more of her memories,” Janet suggested. That was it. The nectar was causing me to lose my memories and Salem was in on it. She had been using moonshade bloom, which was one of the herbs used to make people lose their memories.

, Sebastian asked thoroughly confused by Adam’s words. “When he challenged Eloy Ahearn for the Alpha of Alphas title, you know to be the leader of all Alphas on the continent, he needed support to win the challenge. The only support he could get for his cause was with the humans. Especially, the group humans that despised werewolves. Your grandfather was blinded by his hunger for power and money, and agreed to all demands they made. I don’t know what was in the weapons they used, but they messed us up.”, Adam shared a piece of history with Sebastian that he had only vaguely heard of.

Giving myself 2 pumps of caramel I began to dump in my sugar when I looked up to see Cain glaring down at me. “Oh come on Cain. Mine is mostly just sugar and milk.” I pleaded. “You know you are not supposed to have coffee. You can have decaf.” He said regretfully. “Cain, I am going to have my caffeine. I am sorry but if you cannot tell me the rule and reason then you do not get to tell me what I put into my body. We may be growing your babies but that does not give you two the right to dictate our lives. We know how to care for ourselves and take care of our pups.” Pushing him backwards I put him and Abel side by side.

The witch was engaging one of the goddesses, when she noticed, they all had left her and face the standing Shadow fighters, they killed one and magically transformed him to powder, and each of them took little from the powder and blow air from their mouths on it, ground began to shake, and dusts covered the earth, the witch asked " what type of magic is this? And then all had been buried under the great dust and sands, there was a great silence for a long time, the dust went to every corner of the earth, and there was no place it did not reach. And it was like everything had been buried, suddenly rain began to fell, and washed it all away, and the deaths began to resurrect, the queen knew ab

By the time I carried the tray back into the office, I had almost convinced myself this wasn’t embarrassing anymore. Almost. Employees accepted their cups gratefully. A few looked far too entertained by this situation. Traitors. Finally, I approached Zion’s office with the last cup. He barely looked up from his laptop as I placed it in front of him. Then he took one sip. And paused. Uh oh. “I drink my coffee black,” he said calmly. Silence. I blinked once. “No sugar.” I looked down at the cup. Cream. Sugar. Disaster. My soul temporarily left my body.

If that was the truth, then Dianna should be fucking Wonder Woman by now, just from the sheer amount of pain she put up with on a daily basis. The heat of the shower went a long way to making her feel human, and then the coffee. The sweet, sweet nectar of the Gods. Ambrosia from the temple in the sky. Manna from Heaven. Yes, she knew all about the divide in the medical community regarding whether caffeine was a savior or a hell-spawn demon and she didn’t give a rat’s arse. It helped her. More to the point, she drank it for other people’s safety. Decaffeinated Dianna was not something anyone should have to endure, least of all Dianna herself.

Once she seemed satisfied, she took her seat again across from him. “Drink the coffee, sir,” she said, handing him the cup. “I don’t think coffee will help much, but thank you,” he replied, taking it. “Did you know caffeine is an alkaloid?” she asked, arching an eyebrow. “It belongs to the xanthine group.” His confusion was evident. “It’s considered a psychoactive stimulant.” “I’m not following—” “What I’m trying to say is that you’ll feel better after drinking it,” she interrupted, her tone bordering on maternal. “It’ll give you a boost of energy. Exactly what you’re lacking right now, sir.”

Wenna said. “Fireheart is a legend,” said a woman from the back. “It’s just a story the people from Namandu tell their children so they won’t feel bad for not possessing any magic. Besides, Fireheart could wield lightning. No one who could wield lightning has been discovered in centuries.”

Quite independent like her mommy," Dmitri chuckled. Audrey brought green tea for Dmitri after the dinner as he was playing with Melody in the dollhouse. "Have your tea before it cools down," Audrey said. "You have to reheat your tea or coffee at least five times throughout the day because heaven forbid, if you get to finish a cup in one sitting," Dmitri said as Melody wanted him to dress up her doll. "Doctor daddy, do they make caffeine IVs yet ?" Audrey joked as they both relished their tea.

Lena's POV For a long time, I had been thinking I was weak-willed, with no drive to survive or live on to the next sunrise, but my two instances with death convinced me otherwise. I thought after the masked rogue left me for death, I would slowly wheeze myself to the light, maybe watch myself float up, or feel my body rot. I managed to stand on my feet, my bones crackling and my legs shaking. My guts felt like they were being crushed by my body mass, and my legs, specifically my thighs, felt like they had been drilled through with a razor-sharp rock.