Injection Novels & Stories

I hit the ground hard, knees cracking against concrete and my lungs seized, my vision tunneling, the warehouse spinning and my whole body lit up in pain Wolf’s bane had been injected under my skin and it's a fucking potent one. Shit! Someone just signed their own fucking death warrant.

she asked carefully not wanting to make her turned into a frenzy of fear. She grimaced as she couldn’t even count the number time she was given wolfs bane and some bitter stuff she didn’t know the name, she now had forgotten of the pain she had from the injection. “I was scheduled for it twice a day but the others who were kidnapped with me took it once a day, I was given 25ml whilst the others were given 5ml” she replied. “Where did they inject you with it?” she asked. “I was injected on my neck and on my arm as they said they wanted it to get deep into my veins and destroy me slowly as I took so long to do just what they wanted”

“Don’t be scared. Jaden told me that you hated hospitals so I should do everything in my power to discharge you today. So these three injections you see all have a purpose.” “Alright” I responded in a very faint voice. She injected the first one explaining “This is to boost your immune system against drugs you aren’t supposed to take,” She continued, injecting the second one which made me shiver, sending cold chills around my body. “This is for you body strength, so that you’ll be able to know when something is far heavy for you to carry” “This last one will go a long way in stabilizing your thinking and preventing emotional disorder.” The Doctor sighed, relie

He felt the cold, hard logic of his mind beginning to fray at the edges, the instinctual self fighting to break through the chemical repression. He stripped down to his uniform trousers, exposing the upper curve of his thigh and hip—the preferred site for the deep, high-volume injection. He prepped the needle, the liquid in the vial a thick, slightly opalescent slurry. He focused entirely on the technique, breathing slow and even. Survival. Focus. Mom. As he raised the syringe, ready to pierce his skin, the door—the outer door of the storage room—didn't rattle with a nervous knock. It clicked open with the quiet, effortless sound of an Alpha overriding a stand

Just a long, heavy pause before his voice filled the space: “Aren't you going to answer?” I tapped the screen with my thumb, hanging up without saying a word. “No.” He didn't respond immediately. He just pulled up a chair and sat down next to me. He prepared the injection with clinical calm, but his movements were more abrupt than usual. He broke the tip of the ampoule, drew the liquid firmly, removed the air from the syringe with a light jet, and turned to me. “The injection will hurt.” I nodded without hesitation.

Too much pain in his back. "Be patient for a moment. I'll give you the painkiller first. After that it will feel better," said doctor Moris. He then put on sterile gloves, using disinfectant, took a syringe and medicine. He then injected it into Leon's thigh. Such pain from the injection was like just being bitten by an ant to Leon, after all that he had been through in the past few years. So, Leon just kept quiet, letting the doctor inject him. "It's finished," he said.

Roy is presently in a 70:30 situation, which meant his chances of dying were high, due to the amount of wolfsbane he was injected with. “He was injected with wolfsbane.” he finally replied. “What’s that?” Kimberly asked, her eyes furrowed in confusion. Elijah nervously ran his hand through his hair. He didn’t want to scare Kimberly, but she deserves to know the truth. “It’s a substance that temporarily numbs the wolf in a werewolf. Vampires use it when fighting, as an easy way to kill our kind.” “Roy is going to be okay, right?” she nervously asked.

"Aren't you his best friend, you should know what your friend is planning this time." "I'm starting to think he's doubtful of me, even Ralph doesn't heed my words. The brothers are one of a kind. They don't know when to give up when they should and now, they're going to regret everything." He shoved his hand into his pocket and took out a bottle with a reddish liquid. "Master gave me this, it should work like wonders." I took the bottle from him and I tilted my head as I studied it. "Would it knock him out?"

I squat in front of him, opening the injection and I pierce the needle into his thigh, releasing the liquid. I throw the injection away and I look up at him, waiting for it to start having its effects. “Do you need more?” I ask but he shakes his head. About a minute later, his cough begins to die down. His skin is still red but he seems to be breathing more freely now.