Ceos Midnight Remedy Novels & Stories

"Dr. Voss believes the moon-root herb blend is slowing the black sludge." "It is not just slowing it," I said, raising my voice so it carried across the long table. "It is breaking down the outer shell of the synthetic compound. But we need to double the dosage by tonight, or the compound will adapt." Celeste let out a soft, mocking laugh. "Double the dosage? Are we taking medical advice from an unranked convict now?" "The 'convict' is the reason the King is still breathing today," I replied, staring straight at Celeste.

“The healer mentioned the ingredients are extremely rare—harvested only once every few years from the northern cliffs. He went through a lot of trouble to secure it.” ​I stared at the dark liquid, then at the chocolate. ​He always remembered the chocolate. It was one of the few details he never forgot whenever he forced me to take another bitter tonic. ​"Thank you, Maddison. Leave it." Once she left, I drank the medicine without hesitation. My leg needed the healing compounds. If Caleb wanted to soothe his conscience by spending fortunes on rare herbs, I would drink every drop. I placed the chocolate on my tongue and unlocked my phone. Instead of checking the academy portal, I opened SNS. A

I grabbed my coat and purse, deciding that if no one else was going to celebrate with me, I’d celebrate alone at my favorite weekend spot. McSorley’s Old Ale House was packed when I arrived, the bass from the music vibrating through the floor and into my chest as I pushed through the crowd. Bright colored lights flashed across the dance floor, momentarily blinding me as I squeezed between sweaty bodies, all of them pressed together in various states of intoxication and abandon. I had one destination in mind and I fought my way toward it with single-minded determination. The bar. “Four shots of tequila please,” I shouted over the pounding music, leaning across the polished wood counter.

Damien groaned deeply and followed right after, burying himself to the hilt and flooding me with hot, thick spurts of cum. He kept grinding slowly, pushing every drop deep while the scent of rose, sex, and his release filled the air. Only when the last tremor faded did he carefully untie the ribbons, catching me as I sagged against him. He held me close, one hand stroking my back while the other rested possessively on my lower belly. “The Rose & Thorn blend is a success,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to my damp temple. “Tomorrow we test the Midnight Orchid — a fertility-focused formula. Wear nothing but a coat. The trials are only getting more demanding.”

When they entered Tyrone’s room, the Elder’s face lit up at Avery, but dimmed when he saw Klein. “Grand-Alpha, I have consulted a specialist,” Klein said, gently massaging Tyrone’s shoulder. “I brought a rare essence. Where is the healer?” The pack healer, Dr. Mercer, examined the bottle and gasped. “This is the Midnight Essence. It hasn't even been released to the Great Packs yet. You must have gone to great lengths, Mr. Klein.” Klein smiled modestly. “It was nothing. I would do anything for the Elder’s health.”

She struts away with her maids following behind her, leaving me alone in the dark corridor to handle the terror rushing through my veins. Despite all her terrifying threats, I just cannot stop myself from caring about Janus. As the days pass and the grand ceremony approaches, his migraines are getting noticeably worse. He has been staying up all night and day, working himself to the bone while trying to fix a huge mountain of pack issues before the alliance is official. I spend my nights sneaking around the dim kitchen while the other servants are asleep, brewing a special herbal tonic I found inside my mother’s old journal. It’s a rare remedy that uses moonlight petals, the only thing that

It wasn't long before she found out that she could read everything despite very slowly. It was a poem, which read as follows: 'It was the Coming of the Midnight Sun, A daughter of the Sacred Wood, Lay in a chamber of the House of the Moon, And thus shall wither like a dying star Til the touch of a virgin at dawn.'

It sends a message to readers in an artistic way, unveiling the part of the darkest secret of the mind, the evil intents, and the greed of an individual who experienced nothing but hardships in life. Moreover, the magic called love which can heal everything… for the purest love can bring light to everyone’s dark sides. Theoria~ Midnight Feast 2021 will be served soon…

Meanwhile, its efficacy would be reduced when used on someone else. He hurriedly took out an antidote pill and let Frostine consume it. Even so, the effect was not significant. The Witch Cult’s poison was overbearing. Just then, Cecilia’s voice was heard. “Alex, my grandmother has an antidote pill on her. It’s called the Myriad Poison Detoxifying Pill. It’s an antidote specifically used by the Peaches to cure the Witch Cult’s poison. If you let Miss Usoro consume it, she should be fine.”

I stare into the air strangely as the sweet smell gets cut-off suddenly She is gone! My supposed mate is gone? “Why can’t I remember anything though?” Befuddled by the current situation of things “I don’t know of any drug that affects wolves this way, I mean we are a superior species who rarely get sick” “I might have heard of something, although it is an ancient legend” “What is that?” He takes a deep breath “Midnight loom” “Midnight loom?” “Yes, it was originally said to be an aphrodisiac as it increases the drive of a male towards his second chance mate; however, it was noted to have amnesiac effects as most people could usually not remember the night before”