Dragon Fruit Laxative Novels & Stories

(“We ready?” “Mount up. We ride at dawn. Mobile by noon.” The new pipes could wait. Some storms couldn’t. ****** ***Dru's POV*** The cafeteria’s fluorescents hummed like dying flies. Dragon slid into the seat next to me, reeking of motor oil and *something herbal*—sage, maybe, or the bitter tang of rue. He dropped a paper bag between us, grease bleeding through the bottom. Inside: two tamales wrapped in banana leaves, still steaming.

Ryan didn't like deceiving his friend, but he had asked the doctor for something that could put a dragon to sleep for a few hours in his absence. “The only thing I know that puts a dragon to sleep is Blue Ivy, but I don't know the quantities for one like the Luna. It's better to put as little as possible in his tea so he can sleep for an hour rather than run the risk of him falling asleep and not waking up.”, said the doctor. And in the hope that blue Ivy would be the same for dragons as wolfsbane was for werewolves, he uses a tiny portion of it in the tea that Lucifron drinks. When Lucifron falls asleep, he leaves the room and goes to his mates.

Jim glanced coldly at the bag of fruits in her hand and snapped, "Mother has raised you for more than twenty years. Don't you know she's allergic to dragon fruit?" Heather froze, then suddenly realized there was a bright red dragon fruit inside the bag. She immediately took it out and tossed it into the trash can. "I was in such a rush just now that I didn't notice…" Jim shot her another cold glare before turning and leaving. "Mother isn't feeling well, so please don't take up too much of her time." "Alright." A triumphant smile crept across Heather's face as she watched Jim leave. … When Luna arrived at Swan Lake Chalet, the yard was bustling with activity.

They could also wear bracelets and medallions, depending on their status. As I descended the stairs, my mother’s mind projected her instructions from the kitchen. “Stay away from the Drock today!” I sighed. I had heard this so many times before. The Drock was a line of buildings on the border between the city and the garden fields. In these premises, a potent hallucinogenic concoction called Drax was sold. Drax, made from wild fungi and ethanol, was banned within the city limits but could be legally purchased and consumed in the Drock.

Silvester slowed down his walk, then he glanced over his shoulder and said, “Among the nine islands of Draconos, we’ve only set foot on three.” Tristan turned to Lewis, who only gave a shrug. Three? Was that how mysterious and dangerous the islands were? A few minutes had passed, and they reached the part of the forest where red, spiky fruits had hung with the leaves above them. The sweet and citrus scent filled the air. Tristan had never seen such fruits before, not even in Andorhal. “Dragon fruits,” Lewis told him. Ripe fruits had scattered around them on the ground. Tristan picked one and considered its size with both hands. When he found worms in it, he threw them back on the ground.

Jayden looked curious. "Lipbalm from red dragon fruit. Cool, right? Simple but there are many enthusiasts. The material is also easy to get. In the packaging we only use a jar, so the way to use it is smeared with fingers to the lips, not using a brush or like a lipstick." "For girls, yeah. "Jayden sneered. "And what's your idea?" Felicia was fierce again. Basically a Jayden cannot be fixed.

she said, and he disappeared. “You got Dragon’s Breath?” Nat asked, pointing as Zara opened the bucket. Smoke spilled out again. “Yes! I did.” She fed him a piece. “Dracarys!” she said, imitating the Mother of Dragons in Game of Thrones. Nat laughed. “This stuff is good, but too much of it is bad.” “Of course. It’s the breath of a dragon,” Zara joked. “Dangerous.” “Lethal,” he added. “The U.S. health department has warned about it. Liquid nitrogen can affect the body.”

"You want more? She asked him, and he nodded like a child, she was quick to scoop him another, she was happy he was eating well, that should help him keep to his threat, or promise, then she got up to get him fruits like banana and pear, she learnt from Aunt Michelle that, they are his favorites. She also learnt that His favorite drink is Tiger nut juice, Sometimes, he takes Mango, she had all that ready for him. When she brought the drinks to him, he smiles, and looked up at her, before speaking, with a coarse voice. "You are going to wish you didn't give me this drink, you know? Lauren didn't understand at first, but then, she remembered that she had heard that Tiger nut drink, usually ser

The Fairy Fruit was an extremely rare natural medication that was even harder to come by than wild Panax or fleeceflower root, and its value rivaled that of a five-hundred-year-old wild Panax. According to the records left by the Wolf's ancestor, the Fairy Fruit could be used to produce the Dragon Pill, a unique alchemical pill that could stimulate the potential of the human body to increase its power for some time. It worked for both sage art practitioners and martial artists and once they consumed a Dragon Pill, their power level would rise for one level for one to two hours. The only drawback was that once the effect faded, the person would become extremely weak and would not recover in t

When she split it open, the awful smell made me wrinkle my nose. She laughed. "Look beyond the scent. The flesh inside is delicious." She carefully began cutting it open, revealing pale yellow fruit inside. Scooping some onto a wooden plate, she said, "It’s known to have aphrodisiac effects. It also reduces sensitivity to alcohol. Consuming it with alcohol can create a dangerous synergy." I stared at the fruit, then back at her. "So you’re preparing it for the King." She nodded. A mortar and pestle sat beside her. She scooped out the pulp, placed it inside, and began mashing it.