Novelas y relatos de Litotica

she snarled. “Miss Lila! It was Miss Lila!” the driver babbled, terrified out of his wits. “She gave me a hundred gold coins! Told me to pour a vial of liquid on the vegetables! Said it was just a laxative, that no one would get hurt!” Eira stood to the side, watching him, her face completely blank. A laxative? This was an enhanced version of Core Erosion Powder, infused with Dark Blood primal energy. Colorless, tasteless. Undetectable even to low-ranking priests.

And to top it off, he dropped a heart-stopping parting line like that! Lita dragged her feet over to the large mirror in the bathroom. The reflection staring back was a woman with delightfully glazed eyes, severely flushed cheeks, and plump lips that were slightly swollen from being heavily devoured. She subconsciously brought her fingertips up to touch her own lips. His scorching touch still lingered there, refusing to fade. Ding! A message notification chimed from a chat application on her smartphone. Lita jumped. She quickly dug her phone out of her handbag to look. The screen displayed the name: 'Phakin_IT'.

Lita's face brightened as he brought out a bottle of water from his backpack. "Oh, thanks you got that," Lita said and stretched out her hand. "Hand over, please." Rylan shrugged and tossed it to me. "You need it. You look pale. Drink up before you collapse." "What a show off," Lita said and took the bottle from me. She uncapped it and gulped down half the bottle of water. "Have some." She capped it and gave it back to me. "Thanks," I muttered to Rylan after sipping from the bottle. "Will you be back today?"

The woman showed a small plant with sharp green leaves and long purple flowers. While the other students were frowning, again, Lyla raised her hand. "Lamia Divinerum. Its benefits are for detoxification. It expels black energy caused by witchcraft through the liquid that comes out of your mouth, or in other word, vomitting," explained Lyla, making the whole class stare at her. "The explanation is in the Witch Potions book volume 13. Why are you looking at me like that?" asked Lyla while raising both hands and meeting everyone's gaze.

There was a long silence, the room filled with only her harsh breathing as she cried. “You need light,” the voice said, and then the room was cascaded in a dim, yellow light from a lamp on the wall. “See? You only take what you’re offered.” She didn’t say anything. She learned too quickly to say nothing and only hear. “He won’t like that I’ve touched you,” the voice mumbled, now only to herself. “Perhaps if I offer you a real water this time, you won’t rat me out?” Lolita moaned in consent. She didn’t understand what was going on, but the acid she’d taken down her throat was burning fiercely. She needed a relief—any kind of relief.

He woke up and turned to Erito with his relaxing smile. “What have you done to me?” shouted Erito pointing at Lumax Lianto. He then wore his undies hurriedly. Lumax Lianto still wasn’t wearing anything. He was sitting in his relaxing fashion on the experiment table, showing off his nude body and nude manhood device to Erito. “Do you really forget what’s happened between both of us?” “You’ve tricked me! You put a kind of stimulating medicine in my blackcurrant tea when I went away for a while to buy my pizza! How could you, Lumax!” yelled Erito in his unbelievable voice tone.

Again, there were whispering echoes, and I could feel enchantments being woven, aimed at disorienting us. Someone, possibly one of the witches, cast a light spell, as Lysandros had done when we previously encountered these creatures. At least then, there had been only one. Now, there were three, but our numbers were also triple, and we were all armed with selēnítēs líthos weapons. "Remember! Its vomit is toxic and burns. Use fire on it if you can. Selēnítēs líthos can be used from behind, but take care," yelled Lysandros.

But he held the crystal pipette up to the light. "The antidote," Oreon panted, handing it to Marek the Healer. "Give it to her." Marek took the pipette with trembling hands. He uncorked it and sniffed. "Blue Lotus and Sun-fire extract. Yes. This is it." He didn't waste time measuring. He tilted Eltonia’s head back gently, opening her pale lips. "Swallow, child," Marek whispered. "Please." He poured the blue liquid into her mouth.

"And sister... preparing healing salves for a man? Is that not a breach of the rule? Or are there two sets of rules for your daughters, Sire?" A flicker of panic crossed Lilith's eyes before she composed herself. "Elena, you misunderstand," she said with a gentle smile, pulling out an ancient parchment scroll. "My dealings with Father Cassian have been nothing but a means to an end. Just today, I managed to trick him into revealing the secret to purifying our blood curse." She presented the scroll to our Sire with a bow. "This is the Litany of Light. It contains an ancient ritual that can channel the power of faith to cleanse the darkness from our very nature."

But knowing Horace, I doubted it. "Hey, Lita, are you there?" I whispered into the empty, dark theater, my voice sounding small. "Oh, girllll," Lita’s voice rang out in my head, sounding entirely too breathless. "That dick was fire. I’m still in shock, honestly." I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt. "Lita, I’m literally bound to this chair and can’t move, and all you can think about is that dick? Really?" "Well, I’m sorry!" she shot back with a shrug. "If only you would have gotten your wolf properly by now, you wouldn’t be in this state. You’d have snapped those leather straps like they were dry twigs."