Fantasy Potion Bottle Novels & Stories

I’ve seen it before and even smelt the minty scent it carries when uncorked. "What's that one?” Sapphire asks, her voice has taken on a dreamy tone that makes her sound a lot sweeter than she actually is. I glance over my shoulder to see her pulling away from Lucas so she can lean forward to focus on the thin potion bottle; it's skinny enough to make me think the contents can’t be more than a spoonful. It's a clear colour making it look like water but the longer I stare at it the more I see, as it swirls in the thin bottle I see tiny flecks of red and orange like something is desperately trying to colour the liquid within but the contents refuses to combine. “This one is one of the most powe

She responded. I sighed. There’s really nothing I could do, I have to go back to my cage. “Here, drink this.” She handed me a small bottle containing a pale purple liquid. I scrunched my nose at it, “what is this?” “It’s a potion. I don’t know why you keep passing out. Take this, it will help.” She said. I took the bottle from her and gulped down the liquid, it was so bitter. Taking my eyes to the window, I stared out into the night.

Thank heavens I am willing to cut off her jaw. “I admire your tenacity. Wait here. I'll be right back,” Fenrir said, disappearing into the woods. I was a bit bothered about his sudden movement but I hoped for his sake that it is worth the wait. He has already failed me on countless occasions, I didn't want to have to discard him. He returned some minutes later with some potion in a bottle. I am excited that this man has gone the length of involving magic just to bring my enemy to the ground. However, there was no smoke or magical clutter oozing from the bottle like it usually was in these sorts of bottles. It was just some plain old green coloured powder which wasn't smelling as vile as it l

she smiled apologetically. "Oh, that? Forget it. It happens every time you know. A bartender, a shipper," he said while laughing. "Oh, that bad?" she laugh at the thought. They had a fun conversation without realizing they already reached the place. It is so amazing looking at those same sizes and shapes nipa huts with hanging flowering plants all over them. Dahlias and roses are everywhere. There's a well-designed deep well in the middle of the place. There are tree houses too designed as miniature castles with a hanging bridge connecting from each treehouse and of course with hanging flowering plants makes it looks like paradise. The ground has lawn grasses full of petals from the hanging

Finally we reached his lovely house, it was a beautiful house with wooden walls and roof just like I had in my world such a wolf taste even though there was nothing extraordinary about the house and green plants in front of his house but when he opened the main door of his house a whip of scent came inside my nostrils and I inhaled a deep breath, I could sense a strong scent of werewolves, not just one werewolf but two different werewolves. Lucky me!

so I slowly put it back inside my bag. ...but then I saw Henry slowly reached out to the bottle I was holding... suddenly, Kou quickly grabbed the bottle from my hand and finished it in one gulp, "Sorry, I was thirsty as well." "Ah.. y-yeah sure." I stuttered Henry reached out for Yui's bottle of water and drank it, "Thanks, Yui." "Yeah." Yui smiled cheerfully Was it just my imagination...? or was he really going to pick the bottle I was holding... instead of Yui's...?

He opened the lock with a key that he had around his neck hanging from a chain. Then he proceeded to enter a room full of medicines, potions, and all the stuff related to witchcraft that one could imagine. It was a potion heaven. He cast out a spell and added some different potions in one big cauldron and Mixed them. It was a scene straight out of a witchcraft movie. After pouring things into a cauldron for about half an hour, he poured the portion into an airtight jar shaped like a bottle and gave it to Boston. Boston assured him that their plan is going to work and Felix would not even have to go to the war to defeat Kelly and win her over, she would herself run into his arms.

She picked up a crystal decanter of whiskey. "Nice outfit," Modern Vespera noted. "Is it couture? It looks like Alexander McQueen." Fantasy Vespera narrowed her eyes. She poked the sofa with her staff. "It is forged from the scales of Malphas the World-Eater," she replied. "Is yours enchanted? It has no mana signature." "It's Chanel," Modern Vespera said. "So, yes. Expensive magic." She poured two glasses of whiskey. She held one out.

Everything would not happen in the first place if I did not plan this all. I hate myself for using her and taking advantage of her kindness. I think it will be better if I will go back to the City. I don't want to hurt her more. While I was waiting for Kiera I took my phone and took a picture of the purple liquid inside the tiny bottle and tried to search it online. After browsing the web for some minutes, I saw a picture identical to this. 'wolfsbane potion' This is the first time I heard this I am not familiar with the name. I click the picture and the description pops up.

It reeked of heavy incense and had candles and vials of potions along the walls. I felt lost as I shut the door behind me and looked around the small space. There had to be hundreds of bottles in here. How was I going to find the one with my wolf in it? I scanned the bottles squinting at the different glowing lights. My heart stuttered when I saw the familiar moonlight-colored bottle. I held my breath, reaching up toward the top shelf it was on until my fingers closed around it. I let out a breath I’d been holding and stared down at the bottle in wonder. It was warm as if it contained something very much alive. Something seemed to shift inside the glowing liquid. I held the bottle to my ches