Intoxicated Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Sinking into the chair, I felt the worn edges beneath my fingertips, and I called for a strong drink that promised to whisk me away into a haze of intoxication. Soon enough, the drink was placed before me, its contents brimming with liquid courage. I lifted it to my lips, taking a sip as tears welled in my eyes. Why did he choose her over me? The anguish became unbearable, driving me to pour another drink, and then another, repeating the cycle until darkness beckoned. Suddenly, a voice whispered, jolting me from my foggy stupor. I raised my gaze, only to find a familiar face before me. Determined to avoid any conversation, I looked away, refusing to engage. But I felt the seat beside me shif

** Trigger warning the next few chapters are extremely dark which some readers may find disturbing ** There is a pounding and ringing in my head, an unbearable cacophony that I can't pinpoint. A steady drip echoes past it, a rhythmic torture that seeps into my consciousness. My body aches with a pain so intense it feels inevitable—I will pass out again. I try to open my eyes, but they feel sealed shut, clogged with dirt and debris. A hiss escapes me as fire licks up my back and thighs, every second intensifying the agony. The dripping sound persists, my breath thins, and I descend into darkness.

Watching. His eyes didn’t blink. Didn’t waver. I was naked. Wet. Flushed. Fingers still between my thighs. He stepped forward. And I couldn’t breathe. --- End of Chapter One

Trigger warning: This chapter contains explicit scenes, readers discretion is advised ------ Alina Pov: The first time I opened my eyes, I saw a ceiling—dark wood, carved with symbols I didn’t recognize. I felt my body pressed against something soft, not the cold ground of the cave. Valerian’s face hovered over mine, his eyes with a look I couldn't decipher I couldn't move, my body was paralyzed, Cold, yet burning. The pain was suffocating, curling deep inside my chest until I couldn’t breathe. I didn’t want to, anyway. It felt like too much effort, what was happening to me?

I clawed at the hands around my neck, fighting away from the grip when the drug started to take effect, I could feel my legs losing support, then I could hardly hear anything, before my eyes shut and my mind went blank. **So many emotions in this chapter. Stay glued for the next. ~Jane♥️

“What started as confusion ended as consent I never planned to give. I didn’t choose the moment—but I chose not to fight it. I was drugged, not blind.” CHAPTER 1: DRUGGED ALEX’s POV: I looked around the room, my view of the room becoming foggy. What the fúck? I felt a slow steady heat spread under my skin, and the urge to pull off my shirt was so strong.

Dang it. End of chapter 100

That's where I inhaled and it's like the first time I breathe again. What the fuck is that? End of Chapter - QJG

*"Trigger warning: This chapter contains depiction of non-consensual substance administration and may be distressing for some readers."* Chapter Eighteen: Poisoned Comfort Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound was a tiny, insistent hammer inside Ian’s skull. He tried to bury his head in the pillow, to escape the noise, but it was everywhere. His eyelids felt heavy as lead as he forced them open. The white ceiling came into blurry focus. A hospital. “How… how did I get here?” he croaked, his throat raw.

I wanted to be a wild alcohol drinker until I'm crawling because of intoxication, party with my friends in a club where hot boys do come, and no one can be blamed if ever I got into an accident and die. His appearance in my life is quite disturbing. The first day of the meeting, and I'm already feeling humiliated when my wolf rushed in wanting to mate. In front of my parents, my coquettishness showed that I try hard to hide! And now, there's an arrow intoxicating my body slowly, spreading all the poisons extracted into the arrow. Now, instead of just thinking about myself healing, I will also think about him endlessly without a warning. I woke up, and the first thing I saw is my mother.