Ceos Midnight Remedy Novels & Stories

I crushed it out against the metal table beside me. “What?” The word came out cold, clipped. Rukov stepped closer, holding up one of the smaller boxes we used for the premium product. “It’s the new batch of ‘Midnight Eclipse.’ Some of the packs inside aren’t complete. We’re short at least four full doses per box on three separate shipments.” I stared at the open box, the neatly arranged vials and sachets that were clearly missing pieces. “How the fuck did that happen? Everything was sealed when it left the lab.”

Even if I didn't know the first thing about spirits and appeasing them, I had to find a way for my lady. I knew where my first stop was going to be. “Xavier, I need to go out. I'll get something to help Mia manage the pain and relax. The more energy she gives off, the stronger it becomes and I need to buy the things we need for the ritual. It has to happen at night.” Fine then, I'll stay with her until she returns. My uncle finally spoke up. “Something tells me Cornelius will pay us a visit soon. I'll go see to that and maybe pay him a visit first.”

I corrected, then turned to the blond man, "You're the owner, right? Do you not care about sexual harassment in your bar?" "I'm Lucas, Hugh's friend. Don't worry, I'll handle this," the blond man said. "It's all a misunderstanding. I'm Hugh's uncle, his stepmother's brother, Sam Middleton. We were just drinking and playing a game," the bald man defended himself. "Hold him and search his pockets," Zia pointed at Sam. Lucas did as instructed, pulling out a small bottle of clear liquid from his pocket. Zia took it and sniffed, "Colorless and odorless. Probably Easy Lay , scientifically known as GHB. Mixed with alcohol, it's not just about passing out. Some people can have difficulty breathing,

Nobody was going to quiet her. Why, therefore, is she not waking up? I inquired. Why wasn’t she waking up if, in fact, the worst was over? She still contains remnants of the poison. “It is preventing her from fully recuperating,” Celeste sighed. She produced a package with multiple vials with dark liquids in it. “This serum must be taken by her every day. Celeste continued, “I prepared a magical antidote that would help her fight against the poison. One of the pack’s servants was about to take the serum, but I turned her away.

“I told you Dave will pay you.” “I don't trust him. Pay me back my one billion dollars and I will release you.” “One billion?” A soft gasp left out of Celeste. Anthony did not reply to her but left the bed. Before leaving the bedroom he knocked on the bedroom door asking for her attention. “There is a pill on the table. I think you are well acquainted with Tylenol for the drinks you consume.” There was satire in his words. “It works for all sorts of intoxication. Gulp it with the glass of lemon water placed beside it. You will feel better. Breakfast will reach you shortly.”

"Of course not, right, Mom? Dad? I know you wouldn’t have let me get hurt if you were still here… if only you hadn’t been taken away so soon." She spoke bitterly before lowering her head and hugging her wet knees. "I don’t know what your problem is, but I know a can of beer can help." Nicole’s head snapped up when a voice suddenly spoke behind her. She turned to look—and immediately regretted it. Her heart pounded wildly in her chest. The CEO stood before her, his serious eyes fixed on her as he held out an open can of beer. But Nicole’s attention wasn’t on the drink. It was on his bare torso, with only a pair of swimming trunks covering his lower body.

I pull away from him before I make any intense confessions, and ask as seriously as possible, “What do we do? Is there a cure to the poison?” Disappointment flashes through his eyes briefly but drops as he nods at me. “I’m actually familiar with Somnus Chorosyn. It’s a military-grade poison that’s very rare. Your ex must be more dangerous than I thought to have access to it.” My heart drops. That’s certainly not what I hoped to hear. “And the cure?” “A counter-poison injected into the blood. I can get it.” Hope lights up my heart, but before I can rejoice, Leonel adds glumly, “But it will take two weeks.”

HAZEL’S POV The notification buzzed around twenty minutes past midnight. In the quietness of the room I spent the night, it sounded so loud that it pulled me from my restless half-sleep. I sat up quickly and reached for the laptop still open on the bed beside me. The forum had responded and the message they left was chilling. (Based on the image provided, this pill closely matches a compound used in suppressive sedation and is commonly associated with memory dampening in shifters. It's not FDA regulated and any one currently taking such drug should see a medical consultant.

Damien Blackwood POV The early morning light filtered through the tall windows of the breakfast room in Blackwood Mansion, casting long golden beams across the polished oak table. I sat alone, a cup of freshly brewed tea steaming beside me as I scrolled through overnight reports on my tablet. European market updates. Construction progress on the new headquarters wing. Investor emails requesting meetings. Everything was exactly as it should be — orderly, predictable, under control. Everything except my thoughts.

Belle walked into Midnight Sins seeking revenge against the dangerous man who ruined her sister’s life. But one night with Zack changed everything. He is cold, ruthless, and used to getting what he wants. Behind the club’s closed doors, he draws Belle into a dangerous game, turning her carefully planned revenge into an irresistible obsession. What begins as a mission becomes thirty nights of secrets, power struggles, and forbidden encounters. But Zack isn’t the only one interested in Belle. Henry, Skipper, Racheal, Nora, and Helen all have their own reasons for getting close to her. And Zack is not the kind of man who easily tolerates rivals. He wants Belle all to himself. She ca