Love Remedy Novels & Stories

It was almost astonishing to know that he suffered from such trivial problems. - Sometimes. Especially on bad days... When I end up seeing what I don't want. – he muttered in a low voice, turning his back to her so he could get butter and juice from the fridge, putting them next to the other foods quickly, but his face stopped being stormy when he moved one of the cups closer to her – This is another one of my mother's teas. It is a mixture of Rosemary, Lemongrass and Aniseed. It's really nice to relax.

She steals mine fluffs it up then covers her head with the blanket. "If you're gonna be a smartass or cheerful please see ya way out of the room. I've got the hangover from hell riding my ass." "I've got the thing you're gonna need, love." I hop out of bed grab the witches hangover cure from the medicine cabinet and a bottle of water from the fridge. I climb back in bed and roll Remi over. "Here. Take this. It'll get rid of the hangover." I hand them to her when she sits up.

"Oh, Royal, I pray that this remedy brings relief to him. He has been suffering for far too long." I approached her side and took a seat, offering her a comforting presence. "I understand your concern, Lady Loretta. The doctors are doing everything they can to help him. The herbal remedy was given to me in my dream, and I believe it has the potential to alleviate his symptoms." Her grip on my hand tightened as tears welled up in her eyes. "Thank you, Royal. I have seen your commitment to our people, and I have the utmost faith in your abilities."

His eyes darted toward me in panic. Alisa, however, scoffed and typed again. [What are you so scared of? Your wife’s blind. What’s she gonna see?] His breath hitched. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he struggled to keep calm. Then, like a man who’d just given up, he let out a deep sigh. “Babe, can you hand me the box of cigarettes on the nightstand?” That cigarette box he mentioned was clearly labeled: Durex Ultra-Thin—Bare Feel.

"You’ve been unconscious all day, and the first thing you do is try to run around? Sit back down before you collapse again." I ignored her and pushed myself up, only for my knees to buckle beneath me. I barely managed to catch myself against the bedpost before sinking back onto the mattress in defeat. Maria sighed, placing the glass on the bedside table before kneeling beside me. "This is a special remedy. I always prepare it after pack wars or when warriors return from battle. It’ll help with the soreness." I eyed the greenish-brown liquid warily, wrinkling my nose. It smelled strong—too strong.

​It was too small for a person to crawl through, but it led directly down into the ceiling of the high-security dungeon cells—right above where Roxanne was being kept. ​Ophelia quickly prepared a small but heavy plastic bottle. She filled it with a powerful healing tonic made from rare moon-lily roots. It was a secret recipe passed down by the pack elders to stop internal bleeding and heal deep wounds quickly. She also packed a small tube of numbing cream for the whip burns and a few small pieces of soft bread wrapped in a cloth for Roxanne and Elijah. ​She tied a long, strong nylon string around the neck of the bottle and the cloth package.

Immediately the maid, who Lily remembered to be Betty entered with a bowl of water and a cloth, then she started the treatment. She cleansed his body with the clean water and the cloth, then prepared a healing herbs which included camomile and other herbs to sabotage the toxic effect. She applied some specialized poultice that could also counter the poison on the wound and she applied a bandage around his stomach, covering the wound. She gave him some nourishing herbs drinks that she made herself, which also included antioxidants to revive his drained energy, making his healing ability reactive.

she says quietly, more to herself than to me. "How did you..." I mumble to myself, not having said anything about who did this to me. "Miyuki's thoughts are rather loud. After for some reason, she's extremely proud of what she's done to you. Not very pleasant..." She mumbles, moving to a shelf and pulling down a small jar filled with a thick, dark purple salve. She walks over to me and slowly opens the jar. "This is Lorvut paste, its properties are one of few that can help treat any silver-related injuries..." She explains as she opens the jar, revealing a cool, earthy and flowery scent.

“It’s been worse lately, especially with the cold weather. We’ve tried everything, but nothing seems to help.” Elara’s brow furrowed in concern, her heart going out to them. “I’ve been studying some new herbs that might help,” she offered, reaching into her basket and pulling out a small pouch of dried leaves. “This is willow bark. It’s known for its pain-relieving properties, especially for joint and muscle pain. You can brew it into a tea or use it in a poultice.” The women looked at the pouch with interest, their eyes lighting up with hope. “That’s very kind of you, Elara,” one of them said, her voice filled with gratitude. “We’ll give it a try.”

Ryker slid out, as though on cue. “Get me every Salutary you can lay your hands on, have them go into the garden and grab as many Slippery Elms, Ashwagandhas, Goldenseals, Dandelion roots, and whatever other herbs are best to relieve pain and eradicate poison, without side effects. Have them bring all their potions immediately!” He barked out. He was fine! Thank goodness.