Chikorita Novels & Stories

Colleen grabbed the list of materials and shouted in shock, "This is the recipe for the Feather Pill. Chad, are you planning on—" Chad interrupted her with a smile. "As long as you know!" Cynthia was the last to look at the list. "These materials won't be easy to come by." Chad asked curiously, "What do you mean?" Cynthia explained, "The Batryticatus is a root that's over a hundred years old and only found with old families engaged in the production and operation of traditional Hacniane medicinal materials. These families now operate large-scale pharmaceutical companies and have no shortage of money."

“You believe me now?” “We figured out ‘cator’ and ‘op lado’. Well, Rasmus did.” “What are they?” I wondered aloud “Abrus precatorius and atropa belladonna. The first is the technical name for jequirity bean. The same thing Seb allegedly purchased from Emil Skytte.” Lise said, drily. “So...it wasn’t him?!” “I doubt it.” She shook her head. “I wanted to question him! No wonder Seb was so against it!” I swallowed the last of the pie and grabbed the bottle of water Lise had hidden somewhere in her stupid grey skirts.

"I don't think that encounter will go well." "I just hope they don't kill each other," I noted, and she amusedly went to the kitchen. I went to the greenhouse and picked up the specimen carefully. The flower I had waited so long for to sprout was the Batista flower, a rare species of plant that could be a potent medicine to hboardh tissue recovery, aches and pains, and body balance. It was also a potent antidote to most poisons. My idea was to present it to the Board for approval to study it and make it marketable. So I was excitedly heading to my office, thinking I would have Alice up close, when I heard a couple of newly changed young wolves and froze.

he asked, eyes wide. She shook her head. “No. Just tired lungs. The rain doesn’t help. I’ve lived through worse.” But that night, while he slept, she coughed harder — thin, dry gasps muffled into the corner of a torn pillow. Her hand clutched her side for a moment, and then slowly relaxed. The pain would pass. It always did. She told herself that. She had to. Present Day – Refinery Outskirts Tunde dropped the bag in front of Kappa. Inside: pure, raw Adrium from Quarry Vault C — the real stuff. Glowing. Dangerous.

The harsh blue projection light not only illuminated the monitor beside Silas, it drenched Elias's entire operating console in a suffocatingly cold hue. The data was brutally direct: the core component of the high-concentration synthetic inducer Vivian used in the arena was a specialized plant extract called veratridine. The plant was exclusive to the extreme permafrost of the Northern border highlands, with a growing season of barely two months. In all the wolf territories, only three patches of permafrost met its strict growth requirements. The two most fertile of them fell squarely within the Tri-Lord's private Northern forestry holdings.

Kechi continued, “these two men are sick, my lord. They have a white band around their body. And a shawl on their face” "Leapers!!" Chimba's eyes widened. “They must not come near our rank.” Bozo clenched his fist, “Don’t let them get close to our camp. Do all you can to get them away from here. That’s an order.” Kechi and Chimba bowed and hurried away. Bozo watched them leave and for the second time that day, he felt the emptiness returning to his stomach. Where on earth did the leapers come from?

Truly like Champagne, her flavor was entirely addicting, and he was slowly getting obsessed with her. The way she always bit down on her lower lip when nervous or anxious about what to say and the those delicate mossy green eyes. Damn he could definitely see her eyes even in his sleep.

Roselyn: Aahh. Awkward silence. Roselyn: What's your favourite colour? Joselyn: Sorry? Clears the throat. Roselyn: I said, what's your favourite colour? Joselyn: Oh. Its pale orange. Noises made by other students spread. Roselyn: I'm sorry WHAT? Joslyn: Pale orange! Rose/Kate: WHAT ORANGE? Joslyn: PALE ORANGE! Still unable to hear anything. Teacher arrives, and we excuse ourselves. End of story.

That faithful moment that changed her and her sister’s life forever. Rie dried her face using the towel hanging on her shoulder and then walked out of the bathroom. She weakly sat down on the bed. She no longer knew what was happening. Rie was still drinking tea made of flax seeds every night. Flax seed was one of the major ingredients for a sleeping potion.

Their skins turning pale, their bodies having sparse flesh atop its skeletal framework and veins turning black making them look more or like zombies. The remaining four had to find a cure for this ailment, "Black Death"; they called it, Kimora was created by them, it came with a price, killing everyone with dark matter and three of the elders died in the process, Kimora was so powerful it did the job but a little too well having a mind of its own the last Elder saw this as a threat had the Kimora gotten rid of and he vanished not to be seen again.