Drugs Meme Novels & Stories

“What happens if a normal person takes it?” Titus suddenly interrupted the doctor with an unpleasant expression. The doctor paused. “Then it’ll be a little troublesome. As you know, it’s a drug. At first, the person will suffer from insomnia and fatigue. Later on, there’ll be a decline in memory and intelligence. The person’s temper will become irate, their mind will become sluggish, and their mood will become restless. In serious cases, the person might hallucinate and even become addicted.”

“Maybe he was busy with someone the whole night.i mean he’s a man afterall,he has needs too.By the way why are you single again?” “Hush,Mr Phenyo is coming this way.” The agents stood near their desks, all eagerly waiting to here the next case to be solved. Mr Phenyo began his announcement. “Morning agent’s. I am sure you all enjoyed your weekend just as I did. Getting to the point, there is a new drug called Hidden that has been creating chaos in the streets. According to health expects, the drug is highly addictive and it can kill it’s host within five working days. When consumed with milk it can take as long as two weeks before it eventually kills the user. The drug is also believed to gi

"I'm listening." "They may seem like good decent guys to you, but they're not. Warren is still blaming your sister for Dread's death. I have a good Intel around the drug market or the back market. They are in the midst of making a new drug and they are planning to use the new drug in them. The drug is an aphrodisiac. It helps stimulate your libido by 1000. It is supposed to make you more horny and have sex every hour of every day. "It's still undergoing testing. But on hearsay, they are going to give it to your two girls and put on a show on the whole underground to see, so they know the product is as good as its title."

Grey explained and I hissed as I closed my eyes, ignoring Ace who had a stoic expression. "Mr. York was pregnant when these abuses were rendered on him. We also had to pump his system because he was positive for a drug test but there was one particular drug which is beyond medical science." "And what drug will that be?" Aubrey asked. "A drug we've had twenty five cases of called 'Anti-love.' Victims of trafficking, rape and kidnapping are most targets of these drugs." "And what does this drug do?"

~~Continuation~~ Ah! I panted, sweating profusely. “Yes, I suppose,” I replied, catching Mock grinning from the corner of my eye. Let's just play their game, at least for now. “Okay, then you must also know that you have more than one drug in your system, and they are different from each other,” she continued. “I wouldn’t know, Doc! I’m not a drug addict,” I snapped back. “Fine. Among all the drugs in your system, there is one that dominates them all, and it’s called MANA. Do you know what that is?” she asked again.

“Well, as you know, it’s a comedown drug, so it relaxes you, which is why these kids take it. But my sources say the drug slowly—and these are their words—zombifies you. You lose all sense of self and authority and control.” “That’s scary…” “Yeah, well, I’m calling because you said you’d donate to help clean it up. You’ve cut the supply chain, but too much of it already entered the country before you caught on. That poison is being added into protein smoothies and nighttime mocktails. Social media is calling is “self-care.” We need to wipe this thing off the planet.” “Tell me what to write on the cheque,” I replied automatically. He laughed. “You didn’t even hear the pitch.”

Very wrong. I’d been drugged.

A rumour is a statement or claim that spreads from mouth to mouth. Sometimes, it is false, and another time, it turns out to be true. To be the most real thing. I scoffed at his messages Drake Hemsford was known to be an addict to drugs. Yeah.

“What the fuck do you want, man?” The burly one was more like a caged animal, his chin low as he clocked the four of them from under surly eyebrows. “Come back for more?” The other druggies were awake now. One even peed his already soiled pants, probably thinking the men in suits were cops. The others sneered with gray teeth. If there is anything like a zombie in real life, it’s a Meth addict. Daniel grabbed Darius and held his arms. “Hold on. Just wait.”

But hearing it from Zayden’s own mouth was something else entirely. She looked around, pretending to be fascinated. “And these drugs… what do they do?” Zayden ran a hand through his hair, hesitating. Then he walked over to one of the shelves, picking up a small vial filled with a shimmering blue liquid. “This,” he said, turning to face her, “is the one that made me dream of you.” Hema’s breath caught. What? He smiled, but it was laced with something vulnerable. “That day in the lab, I took a microdose of this. It induces a state of euphoria—makes you experience a lifetime in minutes.”