Cure Macherie Novels & Stories

Everyone had guns strapped to their backs and clothes and a bag hung to our back. Well, we are not soldiers by profession but we are turned one by some strange and threatening events which threatens the well being of humanity. A virus broke out not quite long, a very rare and dangerous virus that doesn't kill immediately but turned one to a giant creature with green spots on the body and long fang and claws, a beast, more like a beast of destruction. Only the lucky ones get turned into a beast while the others died instantly, or some died 3hours after being bitten. Some were turned into ugly looking zombies and were always seeing wandering about looking for preys. The whole city was almost e

Pain was temporary. Standing in the private gym of the clinic I trusted with my recovery, I pushed myself harder than ever. The treadmills, weight racks, and resistance machines surrounded me in a cold, clinical setting. It wasn’t a place of comfort—it was a battlefield. And I wasn’t leaving until I won.

Grazziena said while looking at Draeko lovingly. Still confused, Draeko looked at Lumaro. “That’s true Draeko. You already reversed the first curse that she gave to Grazziena, any other further course will just bounce back and will never have an effect anymore on Grazziena,” Lumaro said confirming what Grazziena have said.

The middle age woman I met inside the house prodded, looking approvingly over my body. The house was a mini clinic and from what I observed so far wasbused for mostly the maids and servants. I took series of test and my body features was being examined and looked at. Right now, she was inspecting my intimate area making my complexion turn red. Wasn't this supposed to happen before I was sold? What if I don't meet whatever ridiculous criteria they may have set? What would happen to me? “Open your mouth lady!” I complied, fixing my gaze on the large mole she had on her upper lips while she inspected my teeth.

"School students, who practice work? Since when does HSP accept students who practice work?" The wrinkles on Abyan's forehead were so deep. Maxim knew what he meant because Maxim also didn't expect Marvelo's kitchen to accept strangers. Marvelo is a stiff and fierce chef when strangers enter his domain, but why Marvelo himself, who brought Ajeng in, is a plus that makes Maxim agree. Maxim begins to explain his decision and also the reason Marvelo told him. "How old is he?" "I don't know. The one in the cover letter is Ajeng Class 3 vocational school, and he must follow the work practices as an obligation that must be done as a student of vocational school majoring in cuisine," said Maxim.

"Miru! Can I have my phone?" Raghuveer demanded as soon as he settled in his bedroom. "Nope!" Miral responded as she was fixing the quilt on the bed. "But why?" Raghuveer questioned. "Because the doctor said no electronics till you recover completely. You need to heal perfectly before you start using these," Miral responded. "But I will be cut off from the latest news about what's happening. I will be missing so much," he argued.

while wiping the tears from his face, it was so soft and delicate that I almost lost in it, but I couldn’t because of the sharp pain in my rip cage. Probably due to his pain. “But I will have to tell Charles what do first,” said and he nodded his head. I mind linked Charles, “where are you?” “At the city’s down town, the flood is much severe there, I created a tunnel for the water.” He replied. I will be heading to the dungeon to take care of something. I spoke. “Okay,” I will let you know when, your attention is needed, he disconnected the link, normally he let me disconnect it first out of respect but it seems the work is taking a toll on him.

Jenny crumpled to the floor, the shock too much. Her quivering finger stabbed toward Zoe. "You vile witch! Guilty as sin!" Zoe flinched, guilt shadowing her eyes. Jenny surged up, fury unleashed, and cracked a slap across Zoe's cheek. "You knew you were diseased. Why drag Isiah down? You deserve to rot in hell!"

Elvira’s POV I paced around the room, minutes after I sent my reply. I bit my fingernails in anticipation. I was reluctant at first but this was an opportunity I couldn't miss. Nurture Corps. has the most advanced medical technology in the whole world. Even the most prestigious doctors around the globe would crawl for a chance to join their company. The computer notified another email with a link to an airline ticket booked with my name in it. Damn, they're fast.

All three heads turned toward the floor at once. Then it came. A sound older than words. A roar too deep for any machine, too primal for any engine. It vibrated in Ellie’s teeth, sank into her bones. A low, rolling rumble. Scales. Wings. Wrath. Ellie staggered. “What… what is that?” Cerebus’s golden eyes burned. His growl was not for the soldiers anymore. It was for something older. Something waking beneath them. The Chimera. Level 5 — Surface Exit