Ceos Midnight Remedy Novels & Stories

"You are proving the Council right, nephew. You are unstable. Tearing apart your own home because a criminal lied to you?" Abram took a sip of his brandy, his hand trembling slightly. "Even if there were an antidote," Abram said softly, "it is likely too late. The girl was small… weak. Midnight’s Kiss works fast on the frail." Oreon froze. His hand paused over a thick, green-bound book. Midnight’s Kiss. He hadn't named the poison. The Healer hadn't named it in front of Abram. Oreon turned slowly. He looked at his uncle.

To prove the food isn’t drugged, or poisoned, he takes an apple slice and tosses it in his mouth with a mischievous grin. Then he does something very unexpected and sits beside me on the bed. Close enough for our shoulders to brush against each other. Peering at me with anticipation and another apple slice in his hand, he held it an inch from my mouth in invitation. “Eat, please. The laudanum can cause gastrointestinal distress. Particularly on an empty stomach.” Clamping my lips together, I glare at him. “I can feed myself, thank you very much.” “Och lass, never said you couldn’t. But the more you rest, the quicker you’ll gain your strength back. Now, eat for me like a good wee lass.”

Andrew spoke with ease and confidence. "To be honest with you all, the Vitality Pill and Titan Essence Pill are hot commodities around Jayrodale. "From what I know, both miracle supplements came from a medical institute called Moonlit Apothecary. Ever since they hit the market, they've exploded in popularity, and it's no surprise a lot of people have been trying to get their hands on them. "Hidden Dragons was the first to make a move, and as for the capital, those shameless Wrights were the quickest to act—but from the looks of it, they walked away empty-handed."

Everywhere suddenly became silent. The noise from outside faded into the background as memories of last night resurfaced. (Flash back) The moment I rescued Lyra and took her to the empty shed, I left to contact Caleb immediately. Moon Veil wasn't something to take lightly. It was one of the most vicious aphrodisiacs recently circulating through the black market. Fortunately, every poison had its antidote… If one knew where to look. "I need the antidote for Moon Veil Potion as quickly as possible… contact Neil if you have to," I told Caleb the moment he answered.

The silence was digging into my head. I trembled and turned my attention to Cerus. He was watching me. His gaze burned with an intensity that had me swallowing. It was like a smoldering fire brewed inside him and I swore I could see smoke coming from his nostrils. He flicked his eyes back to Prince Kaelen before he responded. “It’s simple. I would like for me and my men to remain here until tomorrow night so that we can rest, and ten thousand gold coins.”

Chapter 18 Title: City Lights and Open Holes Setting: The private rooftop terrace of a forty-story downtown building, 1:47 a.m. Characters: - Elena Voss, 32 - Marcus Hale, 36 - Sofia Reyes, 28 POV: Elena (first-person) Heat: Maximum filth — outdoor exposure, double penetration, forced continuous orgasms, come swapping, public risk, complete mess under the open sky The wind was cold on my bare skin.

The pain still reminds me that it's a bit fair compared to the first night, and it's thanks to Shawn “So I’m… what? Shawn's lineage too, in her eyes?” my voice cracks. “Does that make me part of the pact now?” “It makes you a living bridge. The Moon cuts, yes. But tonight she also heals, just enough. Because the peace child turned you, and the Moon keeps Her word.” She lifts the bowl again, offering it to me. “Drink. Let the comfort settle deeper. The heat will still come, but it will never own you completely. Not while Shawn walks this earth.”

But conscious. He heard the door creak open—heavy boots, multiple sets. Then a new voice—smooth, professional, with a faint European accent. The lead thug spoke first—low, gruff. “You’re late.” The newcomer chuckled—calm, confident. “Traffic. And I don’t like rushing premium product.” A metallic click—something heavy placed on a table. Nico strained to listen—heart pounding. The mysterious man continued. “Four cylinders. Inceptex. Experimental. Brand new. One dose erases the last year memories. Clean. No trace. No side effects if dosed correctly. Perfect for… cleaning up loose ends.”

Every second I stood here felt like another crack in what little pride I had left. A few minutes later, she came back holding a tiny bottle. The liquid inside was dark blue, almost black. It shimmered under the lab light. “Here,” she said, handing it to me. “This is it. A solstice Thorn blend. Mythic herbs, rare roots. It’s been refined and liquefied for faster absorption. It is used to nullify all soul bonds. Even the most powerful ones." I held it up, eyeing the strange contents. “So how does this work, huh?”

"A dangerous rule, Leo. Your father can never find out." "Never," I muttered, my eyes dipping down to her lips. The shared secret only made us ten times hornier. By midnight, my father was sound asleep in the master bedroom, dead to the world from jetlag. I was lying awake in my own bed, wearing nothing but cotton boxers when my bedroom door slowly opened. A slender shadow slipped inside.