Injection Novels & Stories

“I’ve gotten it in my mouth in the shower once or twice, and we are allowed to rinse our mouths after we clean our teeth. But no.” She shook her head, unable to comprehend what it would be like not to drink anything. So many women said they couldn’t get by without their coffee. “Do the injections hurt?” He nodded. “But you get used to it.” Her eyes went to his legs for a second, but she realized if he was bruised on his thighs, where she assumed the injections were given, she wouldn’t be able to see from here. “They go into our glutes,” he explained, clearly seeing her looking. “So we don’t wince if a woman squeezes our legs too

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Time. "For now, we'll give her an injection to bring the fever down quickly. Oral medication alone won't be effective given her condition." The doctor's voice softened slightly. Injection. That was the exact word they used for the needle. Now she remembered it very clearly. They were going to give her injection- this was the only thing she understood from all the things that the doctor said. The word barely registered to Ryker. But to Inaayat it did stick to her. Her eyes snapped to the tray. Syringe. Needle. Sharp. Cold. Real. Her breath hitched.

I sit quietly by the bed and push the needle into my mother's arm. My hands shake so much that I'm close to missing the vein. For one horrible second panic climbs into my chest. Then Milrac's touch softly caresses the bond. Steady. Grounding. I breathe once. Finally complete the injection. The antidote slowly works its way into her bloodstream. And then... Nothing happens. It's very quiet in the room. The soft even sounds of the machines persist. The narrow compound windows are lightly tapped with snow. Minutes pass. Vessa takes two vital checks.

the girl asked. “No. Baby Doll is enough for you,” Vincenzo scoffed. Vincenzo suddenly chuckled hard in pain… “Time to get you out of my mind… Baby Doll.” He murmured coming back to reality…. He held the injection, shut his eyes, and plunged the needle into his vein. ****

Jeremy’s heart ached when he saw her rejecting him with such a cold gaze. Despite the anxiety burning within him, he still patiently and gently comforted Madeline's emotions. "Linnie, stop rejecting me. You're just sick. I'll now give you an injection. You’ll get well soon." "Injection?" Madeline frowned. Through her blurry vision, she saw Jeremy taking out a transparent vial of anti-toxoid test reagent and pierced it with a syringe, sucking out the transparent liquid from the vial. Madeline's eyes suddenly flashed, and she used all her strength to move backward. "What are you trying to do, Jeremy?"

I pleaded, glancing at Nicholas, silently begging for his support. "Well, actually, you can. The only difference is that injections work faster as they enter the bloodstream directly, while oral medications take longer," he explained. "I really don't mind," I responded, looking over at Nicholas, my expression filled with pleading. "Fine," he said, rolling his eyes.

he rolled his face. "Win win! Do your thing doctors! We are about to make history, a very unholy history" They injected a couple more injections into my body, and brought something that looked like a venom. All the time I struggled, even when it would be fruitless. "What's that?!"

he held up the injector, "is not a maintenance dose. It is a refinement. You aren't just going to 'feel better.' You are going to be rewritten." Anji looked at the needle, his golden-flecked eyes clouding over. The logic in his brain, once sharp and surgical, was fraying into raw, pulsating impulses. He reached out, his hand shaking, desperate for the chemical release. He needed the pain to end. He needed to be, at last, truly absolute. "Give it to me," Anji choked out, his throat burning. The Architect moved behind him, pressing his body against Anji’s back, his hands cold and steady as he bared Anji’s shoulder. "Don't resist this time. Let the chemical integrate into the bone marrow."

I try to hold back the vomit that is threatening to leave my stomach. “Now get on all fours.” I again do as I am told. I hear the door open and when I turn my head I see Jaspers Beta Trey and Carla the Omega I was speaking to enter the room. “Trey give her the shot on the nightstand. Trey walks to the nightstand, picks up the syringe and looks at me apologetically before injecting me in the arm. By the feel of it I was just injected with Wolfsbane. A small whimper leaves my lips and I feel Liberty receding in my mind.