Cure Wink Novels & Stories

There we go! " If V1 gives the cure, we would need Jewelwort the life source of the Grand Tree, which will give the cure enough power to grow faster than the curse spreads. If Jewelwort isn't enough power, don't use up all its power, the elves might faint due to the death of the Grand Tree. Immediately return it and if possible use Kaen's Rosepast, the Jewelwort is more powerful than Kaen's Rosepast due to its age. The Rosepast should just need to give a little more power. If it's still not enough, summon V1 and convince him to help Kaen. He shouldn't refuse when seeing Kaen trying his best and almost out of mana like that. If we fail to receive Jewelwort, return to the Elf Village and start

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

Allura looked into Knight's eyes with such confidence in her eyes that awed Raven, "did you want to ask them some questions about the cure? We have tested it several times." "That's not what I meant..." Knight packed up his suspicion quickly and gave her a friendly smile, "I really appreciate your effort." "So, this is it?" Raven rose the cure in his hand, the one Knight brought back, "We drink it and it's all over?" "Precisely." Allura nodded with a smirk, "Why? Getting addicted to the horrible pain now?" "A little," Raven joked before he nudged Knight's arm as he put the tube to his own lips, "cheers!"

In two or three weeks, it would fully mend, but for now, I was mobile enough to start fresh. I glanced at my right wrist and couldn’t help but sigh. The stitches were still there, a stark reminder of everything I’d endured. It wasn’t just a scar—it was the weight of a mistake, the lingering fear of how close I had come to losing everything. If I’d cut an inch deeper, I might have lost more than just blood—I could’ve lost my dream. And Adrian’s cure.

The screen lit up with the available options. Wilbur scrolled through them as his heart pounded wildly. Very soon, he was able to find what he needed. The purchase button, however, was gray. "Nectar of Healing. Capable of erasing all wounds and completely restoring the user's body, as well as helping the user look young forever. Five hundred grace points." It could even help the user look young forever. That was definitely something all women wanted. However, Wilbur needed another 200 grace points to get it. He cursed to himself, his mind racing.

"Kneel there until I tell you to get up." I struggled to crawl to the center of the yard and knelt on the cold stone. The rain-slicked ground was chilling, and my knees quickly grew numb. Fenris and Vanessa went back inside. Through the window, I could see them talking in the living room. Time ticked by, second by second. The numbness in my knees turned into a searing pain, then to nothing at all. The Silverthorn Toxin, agitated by the night wind, raged through me. The tearing in my chest grew more intense with every wave.

June I held the plastic bottle in my hand as Nurse Caroline examined the contents. She didn’t even try to hide the horror in her eyes. “Well, it’s confirmed.” She sat across from us, voice clipped. “These drugs have been damaging your retina—slowly. And the second one is paralyzing your leg nerves.” My heart slammed against my ribs. “Is there a cure?” I muttered. “Can I get my sight and legs back?” “Luckily, yes.” Caroline slid two new prescription bottles toward me. “But you need consistency. And these—” she tapped the bottle I brought “—shouldn’t exist. They aren’t on the market yet.”

I walked around the hall, admiring the decor and took a stand close to the shadows, trying to hide my presence from everyone. Snide comments and remarks had already begun floating into my ear, and I resisted the urge to just run away. As I stood in the pack of werewolves, my nose began picking up a delicious scent of cinnamon and sandalwood. I gasped as a shiver ran through me and followed the alluring scent leading me outside the hall and towards the garden. I was so caught up in the mesmerizing scent that I didn't notice a sturdy door in my direction “Ouch!” I winced and massaged my forehead immediately.

Maybe in his late twenties? But who the hell wears sunglasses in rain? "Welcome to China, Doctor Lancer." He said. "I am Hui Lou Wong, director of Nurture Corps." I fought the urge to giggle like a little child and took his hand. I took my mask off since it was a little rude but he stopped me. "It's okay." He said. "Thank you, Mr. Wong." I smiled at him. He led me to his car before we took off. "Our company has been messaging excellent doctors and scientists from around the globe to help us find the cure for this disease." He said.