Love Remedy Novels & Stories

He whispered. “I missed you too.” I stretched, standing on my toes to kiss him. “You're…so…. intentional.” I say between kisses. He bit his lips, damn. So sexy. “Anything for you my queen.” Then he gestures to the basket. “Well, I hope I tried my best. Raspberry leaf tea. Mom says they're good for a lady in pain. Thermacare heat patches. Dark chocolate, eighty five percent. Good for you. Coconut water, midol and…” he pulls out a plush dragon. “You could microwave it. Good for your stomach to relieve the cramps. Mr dragon would definitely kill the cramps.”

I could give them a chance. “And the final potion for today is the love potion.” The class erupts in noise. Whispers and laughter ripple through the room. “It is a minor charm, not a true spell. The effect lasts a few hours. We call it Amorvis. Useless in service, though it teaches balance and restraint. The antidote neutralizes it quickly.”

Riven I'd felt uncomfortable about the ritual for days, though I couldn't explain why. It started with the serum. Sarah had been clear—feverfew, willow bark, lavender. Basic headache relief. Nothing that could heal wounds instantly. Yet Angie's injury had closed in moments. Lira said she'd mixed it with something. An old remedy from the orphanage. I believed her. Mostly. But something about it didn't sit right.

“You’re spoiling me.” “Oh, no. I’d call it insurance. I doubt you'll still thank me when your head isn’t pounding in the morning. Although, I have something with me that could change that.” She slipped her hand into her cloak and drew out a small glass vial, containing liquid that faintly glowed green. The scent was minty, but threaded with bitter undertones. “What’s that?” Dimson asked, intrigued. “A hangover cure,” she lied effortlessly, setting it before him. “It’s a little trick I learned from a healer in Sarkenwell. Works wonders.”

In his hand was a small glass vial filled with liquid that shimmered faintly gold beneath the dim torchlight. “Drink this,” he said softly, holding it out to her. Livia eyed the vial warily. “What is it?” “It will not harm you,” Roman promised. “It’s a drought of calm — brewed from moon lotus and heart’s root. It will ease the ache and soften the bond’s pull, if only for a while.” Her wolf snarled weakly in protest. It didn’t want ease. It wanted him.

Then he'd left her to undress in private, waiting outside the door until she called that she was in the water. Now he was back, sitting on a stool beside the tub with a cup of tea in his hands. "Drink this," he said, offering it to her. "It'll help you relax." Elara took the cup, inhaling the sweet, herbal scent. "What is it?" "Chamomile. Valerian root. A few other things." His lips curved. "Nothing harmful. I promise." She took a sip. It was warm and soothing, spreading heat through her chest.

Instead, she reached for a small, simmering copper pot hanging over the hearth and carefully poured a steaming, deep red liquid into a ceramic mug. "Drink this," Karla instructed gently, pressing the warm mug into his large hands. "It is a restorative tonic I have been working on. I call it the Velvet Orchard – a blend of dark cherry bark, crushed orchard berries, and a drop of sweet syrup. It will help settle the adrenaline in your blood."

She had told Stanley about the solution when explaining how to check a patient’s pulse earlier. “Eight pieces of sliced ginger, twelve dried dates, and a suitable amount of sugar. Boil these three ingredients in a pot before keeping it on a small flame so that they would all blend. The patient should then drink a bowl of the sweet soup every night before bed. It promotes blood circulation and deters the chill. If that's troublesome, there’s another way which is to take a sage herbal foot bath before bed every night,” Stanley answered thoughtfully.

But I am a healer of old medicines; I know what will work and what won’t. I grab the correct vile and bite off the cork, keeping its contents from spilling. It took me a long time to get this remedy right, and it’s been tried and tested, so I know I’m not going to cause Jenna or her baby any damage. Salvanti is a purple coloured remedy, and its effects are instant. I take the back of Jenna’s neck and lift her head. I pour a few drops into her mouth, and she automatically swallows. “That’s it, good girl.”

Andrew sincerely asked. There was silence for seconds before Wendell explained, "Sir? Ramyeon is like the bomb! It's in every K-dramas where the couple shares sweet moments, eating noodles! If you are asking me because of a girl, and she is normal like Mara and Angela, you could try Ramyeon." "Ramyeon." Andrew repeated with hooded eyes. "And it's good for hungover?" "Yes! Perfect to replenish the salt lost after drinking. Plus, the spiciness really sobers you up," replied Wendell.