Clean Dramione Novels & Stories

"What happened to you? Didn't you drink the elixir?" "Only a little," Nylian whispered. "Oh Lord." the elf shook his head. "You are still stubborn." He opened his bag and took out a few bottles and white cloths. He opened a pot and took a generous amount of a green liquid in his hand before he puts it on the burns. "It's to extract the venom, it's going to hurt. Hold on your grace," he said before massaging the creme on the injuries. Nylian groaned loudly. He shut his eyes and gritted his teeth. The pain was excruciating.

Dyllen took the opportunity to get an eyeful of his omega in his shirt, the fabric dwarfing his frame and reaching to his knees. A hint of pink appeared on his omega’s cheeks once he noticed Dyllen’s intense stare but he didn’t seem to mind in the least. “Krene oil,” he said by way of explanation, holding up the small jar before he climbed back onto the bed. “It’s a pain to make but it’s great for massages, bruises, skin irritations, and the like. It’s called Abastor Oil back in Aldea and the herbs used in each area are all different.”

Meanwhile, back at the pack house, Damon hung up after his assistant finished updating him on everything happening at work. He stripped out of his clothes, headed straight into the bathroom, and took a quick shower. Minutes later, he stood in front of the mirror, dressed in simple, casual clothing, running a hand through his damp hair. His phone buzzed in his pocket. He pulled it out and saw Drake's name flashing across the screen. "Hey, man," Damon said as he swiped to answer.

"My sister was just emotional. She didn't mean it. I don't blame her... it's just..." She touched her cheek lightly. "I have an audition tomorrow for the lead role at SH Entertainment. I'm afraid this might affect my appearance." "You don't need to worry," Mossa said immediately. "I'll get you Golden Trauma Ointment from Sanctum Medica Apply it tonight-by morning the swelling will be mostly gone." "Golden Trauma Ointment?" Sadie gasped. "That's too valuable..." The ointment had originally been developed by Dr. Nyx himself-an elite-grade treatment once reserved for top military officials.

Rally said, waving him off. Elliot turned and left. The second he was gone. Rally reached under the table and pulled out a glass bottle. He grinned. "Monté Nero, One of the few released every year. Very expensive and named after the Italian drug lord, Monté Louis" He pushed a glass towards Jade. "Now, let's have some real fun" Jade's lips twitched into a smirk. Rally poured Jade a drink. Jade hesitated for a second before finally sipping from it.

The two specialists shook hands, and the unused fellow, a much more seasoned, merciful looking noble man, ventured over to see into Draco’s eyes. “I’m Victor Johns,” he said cheerfully. “Head of neurology. I’m happy you’re wakeful, Mr. Hill.” “Thanks,” Draco murmured, attempting to remain calm whereas the specialist looked him over. “Do we have your title correct?” Dr. Johns inquired. Draco nodded. “Yep. Draco Slope. That’s me.” “Hmm-mmm. What is your occupation?” “I’m a DJ. I work at Talon’s club.” “Excellent. Who is this young lady here?” Dr. Johns pointed at Sydney. Draco grinned, delight surging through him.

Her eyes widened but she pasted on a smile. “This,” I said firmly, my tone clipped, “is our revitalizing serum. Made with stabilized vitamin C, hyaluronic acid, and botanical extracts sourced from across the globe. Lightweight, long-lasting, and clinically tested. Unlike cheaper imitations, our formula is built to last.” The comments lit up, praise rolling in. Scarlett laughed, slipping her arm through mine. “See? My darling always explains it better than I do.” The questions came next… when are you getting married?

she asked not taking those chocolate brown eyes off of me. “I do not know what you are talking about, sweetheart but come and lay with me. I need some TLC from my beautiful sexy goddess.” I licked my lips as my eyes ran all over her body. She looked so good in that brown dress that stopped at her thighs and showed off her long tanned legs. “You have been drinking again and do not even think about trying to deny it. I've seen the evidence for myself.” she fumed and wagged a finger at me as if I were a naughty child.

30 His father was observing Navi's reactions. He felt bad for her but then he knew that she's a brave girl, she'll get her man. Navi after dinner helped in cleaning up the table though helpers were there but still habits die hard. Once everything was done, they came out on the porch to sit and have a glass of saffron milk, a speciality of the Singh family. Milk all cooked on low flame with almonds, turmeric, saffron with less sugar added to it. This milk tastes well when cooked for hours. "It's yummy and nutritious", Sukh said. Radha said,"yeah and especially when you get pure milk." Navi and Hardeep's dad started their walk in the garden and he confirmed what Hardeep said to him a few days

He asked. “Everything’s been fine, she hasn’t been sick, or feeling ill or anything,” I said to him. “I’m sorry about the next question, I’m just trying to rule everything out. Was the fetus exposed to any harmful substances?” he asked, and I frowned at him. “Are you asking if she’s been drinking or using drugs?” I asked him, and he looked down briefly. “AMC is considered rare,” he said. “No, she hasn’t. She does moderate exercises with a baby group, eats healthily, no alcohol, and no drugs,” I said.