Love S Antidote Novels & Stories

She diverted quickly. “Yes.” He nodded after few seconds, like he was in thoughts. “Black. No sugar.” Ava spelt out. Adrian’s eyes narrowed. The coldness was still there, but beneath it was a flicker of something hungrier. “You remembered?” “Page one of the seventy-four-page torture manual.” She retorted with a hint of sass and a small smile appeared on Adrian’s face. Though very brief, it transformed his face, softening the hard edge of his mouth and making him look more human.

Scar laughs, and it's a dry, grating sound that fills the room, his eyes watching Soren like something so small and fragile, something he can step on anytime. “Loyalty. "How touching,” he mocks, voice dripping with venom.” He reaches into the pocket of his robe and pulls out a small, green-colored bottle; he holds it between two fingers and lets the light reflect through the liquid. “This is your antidote, Soren. Every second you spend arguing with me is a second of your life ticking away. You say you won’t hurt him? Fine. It'll be fun to watch you die, a slow and painful death and plus, I’ll make sure your body reaches Ilya, so he can watch the light leave your eyes.”

"The formula. The entire recipe for the antidote tattooed on your flesh. I want to get a picture of every symbol. Every number. Every letter." "And then you'll let Cameron go and give me the antidote for Kade?" "Of course." He smiled, but the smile never reached to his eyes. "I don't want to keep your cousin. She is just leveraged. And the antidote is already there. One dose. Enough to save your husband if you take it to him in time.” He pointed to a metal table on which there was a vial of clear liquid next to a pile of photographs.

"C-Cain—" "You thought I would never find out?" his voice dropped dangerously low. "Just because you killed the only witness who could reveal the truth?" "It was the devil, Cain," she cried shakily. "I swear I didn't know what I was thinking. I just wanted you to see me." "Shut up!" Cain roared furiously. The entire room trembled. "I will never love you. Not now and not ever." His grip on her arm tightened painfully. "Where is the antidote?"

"The potion will not cure him completely. What the potion will do is aggressively attack the poison in his bloodstream, causing a sudden, chaotic mental fracture. For a brief, moment after taking the potion, his mind will be completely disoriented, caught between a thin line of lie and truth. And in that exact moment of absolute confusion, when his mental shields are completely down... True Love's Kiss will be the final, explosive key that completely breaks the dark chains and permanently restores his memory!" The pieces of the brilliant strategy fell into place inside my mind like a masterpiece puzzle. The antidote would soften the effects of the poison, but my love, my touch, and my kiss w

The word impossible is carved so deep that the possibility has been ruled out. "There's a lot I want to tell you though, Felenia." Barend's breath hitched. The man had even closed his eyes because his eyelids felt too heavy. Felen who saw that immediately reached into her short skirt pocket, and took out a small bottle with purple liquid. An antidote. Without delaying, she poured a few drops of the purple liquid between Barend's open lips. "Don't die yet. At least you should feel a little pain, like those women you killed."

For eight years, I and my two kid sisters together with my mother suffered hell, my mother had been compelled to look for a cleaning job in a Backery here in Scotswood, Newcastle shortly after my dad passed away, we also moved to a small apartment which my mom could afford the rent. We had been compelled to go into the new apartment one year after the demise of my dad, we were forcefully move out of our apartment. Feeding became a challenge, all my father's investment were claimed by a strange woman who had proven to be the next of kin to my father, she claimed all his investments and properties. My mom told us how that the lady by the name kate was to get married to my dad, but that she was

He wanted to be normal, he wanted to run away from all his princely duties. He wasn't a man of war or politics, he had the soul of a poet, a lover and that of a loving father. He wanted true love. Richard stared at the sculpture of Hiloh resting on its plinth. Beside it was a mystical fountain which was the garden's source of beauty. Richard moves towards it staring at the waters at it's base. He could see his reflection his natural self, all was perfect except his crown and his too luxurious robe. He disturbs the water with his left hand causing ripples. He observes how the ripples travel around the water. This gave him his hundredth definition of love. "A touch, thousand of uniform ripples

I watched her flip through her book furiously and grinned secretly. She had no idea I was faking the whole thing and that stupid love potion didn't work on me either. I just thought it'd be funny to pull a prank on her. But what I didn't expect was how much I enjoyed kissing her. Fuck, that was hot. "There! The antidote for the love potion," Natasha muttered. "An antidote, huh?" I said sheepishly. "Yes so you wouldn't be in love with me anymore," Natasha said seriously.

I turned the phone to find her eyes shimmering as she fought the tears, those tears for me not my father. "Can you have Larminiel send me that black goo?" She nodded her head wiping her eyes before the tears spilled over. "Yeah. Yes, I'll tell him now. Charles while you wait for it, you need to find the exact spot he was injected with their venom. It'll be hidden in his hair. A very small dot should be visible. I'm not sure what will happen when you inject him. No one has been able to have the chance to try and cure an ancient one. It could be just as painful, if not more so, than when we cured you from the vampire bite." She cautioned and I nodded my head. "I love you. I'll hurry and get th