I Shall Survive Using Potions Season 2 Novels & Stories

Sebastian deepened his foot again causing the torturer to yell again. “On the table,” the man grunted, looking over at the table across the room. “It’s a potion that will heal him.” Sebastian took his foot off him and made his way over to the table. He grabbed the small bottle of potion off the table and went back to Liam. He was practically unconscious at that point. Sebastian knelt beside him and lifted his head. His eyes fluttered open and landed on Sebastian. He could see the fear in his eyes; Liam didn’t deserve this. It would destroy Hannah if she ever saw her brother like this.

Men are so easily controlled. I continue to read. It’s mostly a record of self-loathing, regret, and mega-arrogance as she figured out how to perfect her various potions. A reanimation potion that scared her. ‘It has to be injected into a fresh corpse. Don't use.’ The extra strong health potion that can bring a wolf back from the brink of death. ‘If we carry this in battle we’ll be unstoppable.’ And then. ‘Jericho found his second chance mate. I can feel it. I won’t allow it. He's mine. As soon as I’m strong enough, he’ll take me back.’

“Don’t say goodbye. You’re coming back.” I wanted to promise him that. Wanted to say with certainty that I’d survive this. But I’d made too many promises I couldn’t keep. So I just nodded and looked at Magnus. He stood ready, one hand resting on his weapon. His face was neutral, but I saw the weight of his promise in his eyes. If I failed, he’d do what was necessary. I lifted the vial to my lips and drank. The potion tasted like decay and ashes. It burned going down, and for a moment I thought I’d vomit it back up. Then warmth spread through me, followed immediately by bone-deep cold.

My breath comes out ragged, my heart pounding as raw rage floods my veins. "Piper! The pots!" My wolf’s voice rings in my head. "They hold Zoe’s blood—her children! If they remain intact, Serena’s spell will kill them completely!" My gaze snaps to the six eerie, glowing pots lined up against the wall. Without hesitation, I launch forward, knocking them down one by one, the sound of shattering clay ringing through the air. A gust of dark energy bursts outward as the last pot breaks, the red mist inside it dispersing like a dying curse.

With those words, she turned and hurried into her room, the sound of glass bottles clinking together echoing in the silence that followed. Moments later, she emerged with a small vial filled with a shimmering liquid that seemed to glow with an otherworldly light. "This is a reverse potion," she explained, holding the vial out to me. "It has the power to counteract the effects of the poison and save Steven's life. But we must act quickly. Time is of the essence." "Yes, mom." Taking the vial from her trembling hands, I nodded, my resolve hardening with each passing moment.

“This is the most successful potion from the batch. Thank you for testing them out for me. If you require any potions to be brewed, I can do it for free as long as you have the ingredients.” Just like that, the secret quest was finally completed, and Zen rejoiced. Without a word of goodbye, he logged out and fell asleep within ten breaths. === End of Season 3 === AN: Will resume in Jan 2023! Follow my discord for updates and thank you for your support! I'll be busy making the paperback for this series and merch. I like zombie mush <3

Cecily said as she stood up. Judy re-set the mug on the table and gripped her purse. She removed a vial from one of the purse's pockets. The potion in the vial was a safety precaution in case she was in danger. She would drink it, and for the next fifteen minutes, she would be immune to pain and injury.

"Just dab a small amount on each of you." I did so, feeling my aura fade away. This potion was suppressing my presence, I felt like I had disappeared. Ares nodded at everyone, giving them his last minute instructions before letting Auggie and Nova open that door. All I could do was hold the beautiful baby in my arms, and watch them all fight from the window. They were facing a large hoard of ghouls, a half giant and a lower level demon. It was so much worse than I thought.

I kept watching her until my eyes involuntarily closed and for a split second, I wondered if I would ever get to open them again. I prided myself on being a risk taker. How else would I have chugged a bottle of literal poison just moments after almost dying from one? I waited for the medicine to take effect, for me to slip into oblivion forever and come back to haunt them, but along the line, I stopped moving to the nether world. I was stuck in the living world. "How does the potion work exactly? How are we sure he isn't really dead?" my mate’s sweet voice was laden with worry.

“This is serious, and from what I can see, she won’t survive.” “Why?” I asked. “Besides the spell, she was given the rawest form of werewolf poison,” Seav said. “Wolfsbane. It works slowly, but it is deadly. It would be best if she spends her last hours saying goodbye to her loved ones.” “I’ve sent out some scouts to track her,” Damien said at once. “With everything that’s happened, will the mating festival still take place?” I asked.