Charmy X Cream Novels & Stories

Chris moved his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end, he kept quiet. He then took out a container and placed it in front of Laura. "This is for you." Laura lowered her head and took the container. "What's this?" "It's cream to help you remove your scar." There weren't any brands written on the container. Chris had specially asked experts to make this cream for Laura. It could effectively remove scars. Chris opened the container with his slender fingers, placed some cream on his finger and pressed it against Laura's forehead where the scar was. The cream was quite cool when applied to the skin.

Sam said as she took out another tube from the bag and read the inscription. "What's that for?" I asked her. "It's an anti fungal cream. Let's try it." She applied a pea size of the anti fungal cream on her finger and rubbed it on my face. Then she applied the serum on my face and started to fan it so that it would dry up. "I really hope this will work, Sam. I'm gonna kill you if it doesn't." "It's gonna work and if it doesn't, I'm gonna cover it up with a bit of make-up."

There was no room for anger or pain, only one goal: to finish the formulated cream to treat the ailment that was consuming nearly the entire surface of her skin. ​Once the cream was formulated, Sua poured it slowly into several small earthenware jars. She worked meticulously, making sure not a single drop was wasted. The scent was faint, like freshly picked leaves, with a slight shimmer from the Itun oil mixed with the Pakaya aloe sap. The cream was a pale greenish color, smooth as silk, and felt cool against the skin. ​One by one, the jars were sealed and covered with violet cloth. Sua sighed with relief when the work was done. She set aside one special jar, smaller than the rest and adorne

“You can nip to the pharmacy for me. I'm getting irritations down below, and I've heard you can get cream to ease the chafing. I'm sure if you just ask the pharmacist, she will know what you mean. Just mention everything I've just said — you want cream to relieve feminine itching.” How I ever kept a straight face, I shall never know. My words were the best kind of repellent because his expression contorted with horror. “Oh, that sounds . . .” Alex blew out a forced breath and flared his eyes. “Uh, I should go. Maybe Grayson could get it for you.” He pecked me on the lips and disappeared into the crowd of bustling shoppers. That cream does what it says on the label. It can rid you of an irrit

I took two of them and handed them to him. "This container here contains the new product. It has the capability of curing all skin diseases, whether acne, ringworm, vitiligo, or even wrinkles, in just three to seven days. And it has a prolonged effect of nourishing the skin and killing off dead cells. I am giving you these two; use them and test it out on your wife." Campbell's face blushed at the mention of his wife. His wife was very wrinkled due to the effect of using the wrong cream.

I whispered. She rolled her eyes. “How’d I know? With her energy, which was comfortably at Omega level, if she wasn’t trained, she’d not be able to see energy. “Well, because of your charms I need a cure for a friend of mine.” I frowned at her. She didn’t look guilty. “You aren’t the only one. Even Rihanna of Silver Pack buys cure. I give that family sale, so they love me.” It was true that selling charms will give the family who sold the cure more sales. It’s like a business circle.

I am really relieved that he has come back. “Come in,” I called and he comes inside My eyes quickly catch the small bottle filled with yellowish liquid that is in his hands. I cannot help but show my curiosity. "What's that?" I ask as he proceed to hand it over to me "It's a healing concoction," Charles explains with a triumphant smile on his face. "I got it from an old healer who lives outside the pack territory. She said it won't make you heal like a true alpha, but it will help your body recover faster than normal."

I called out, raising my glass. “Margarita Senoritas!” the other two cheered. I sank into my favourite armchair, watching the condensation bead on the glass, trying to forget the car idling outside. "Okay, I’ve got the new charcoal peel-off masks," Cleo said, lining up the tubes. "I’ve got hydrating eye patches, a foot peel, and the new Essie collection. Ti, you’re going first. Your skin looks like you’ve been living in a library basement."