Lust Potion Novels & Stories

Lucas strode into the bedroom, holding a goblet. The liquid inside was a strange, deep purple, and it gave off a chilling vapor. "Darling, I know you haven't been feeling well," he said, his voice trembling. Not from concern, but from nerves. "Drink this," he urged. "It will ensure our pup has the strongest wolf spirit." I sat on the edge of the bed, watching him. My sense of smell was sharper than ever. That wasn't an energy drink. It was a mix of belladonna, high-concentration oxytocin, and wolfsbane.

Will you do as I have instructed you? —Yes, Sorceress. - The general responds reverently. —Once your lord’s body is supplanted, wrap him in a carpet and bring him up to my cave. The contents of the cup is dangerous. Store it in a jar. If you are truly willing to serve your master in his next life when you bring his body to my cave, I will tell you what to do next... Patrick contemplates the remaining liquid inside the glass. Yoleandra takes out a tiny, clay jar and pours the concoction into it, very slowly.

I muttered as Arthur stepped closer to the contents laughing, after a minute or two he pulled out a small vile and handed it to me. "What is it he asked?" as I carefully opened the cork top and sniffed it. "I smell Dill for its lulling and soothing properties, lavender and rosemary have love properties, deadly nightshade for numbing anaesthetic properties, a small amount of monkshood which is a wolf poision. There is other stuff but I am certain it's a potion to suppress her emotion, her wolf, numb her to be suggestive and submissive with a bit of a love potion in the mix." I said as surprise and fury crossed over me.

I just send him one too, turning my attention back to the ever so interesting wall in front of me. "I got this for you doll, I know you said in the car you were tired and it says everywhere that this drink will help" he smiles, handing me the mug with what looked like warm tea in it, I take it from with with a smile as the wall became interesting for me once again "aren't you gonna try some?" He asks, really pushing at me to take a drink from the cup, I smile bringing the cup to my lips, the warm liquid making its way down the throat.

For this time, Lora wanted to try to sleep, but it was difficult because her body felt very hot until Harvey came bringing a potion from the healer. "Lora, wake up, drink this potion," Harvey gently shook Lora's body. Afraid she would be startled. Lora opened her eyes and sat up slowly. "Harvey," Lora called out. Her vision was a bit blurry because of the fever. She obediently followed when Harvey guided her to drink the potion made of medicine leaves mixed with dates to reduce the bitterness. Lora drank the potion, her tongue was numb, she just hoped her fever would go down tonight.

"I want 20 Vials of each quality of Vitality potions, 80 mana potions, 20 Antidote potions, 100 Vials of low concentrated paralysis potions, and 200 vials of paralysis antidote…" Hearing my order from Elijah, stunned Xalbus. His eyes bulged, he looks towards Elijah and Baroness Lydia alternating between them, before snapping out and telling his staff to immediately pick the potions I ordered. It took them 30 minutes to pack the whole order, each potion was packed inside a wooden chest carefully, the total price of all the potions I bought was 300 gold coins, I casually took out 310 gold coins to pay for all of the potions (10 Gold coins was the tip.), Xalbus was beaming with smiles as he saw

The white and green pastel pallet covers my body for the first time I came to this place. “Just say anything to him and he will believe it”, he says and I scrunch my brows. “The potion is not just a sleeping potion, it is also a mist concoction that alters the memory, according to the senses or especially the smell around him.”, I frown not understanding what he means. Max pulls me by the waist, resting his head on my shoulders.

“If I can’t stop you, then the least I can do is help.” “What do you mean?” I whispered, my heart swelling with gratitude as I pulled her into a tight hug. “Give me a few minutes,” she said, turning to leave the room. I stayed still as I waited. Moments later, the door swung open again. Larissa stepped in, holding a small vial between her fingers. “This is Oblivion’s Kiss,” she said. “It’s a special potion powerful enough to make anyone slumber for sixty seconds.” She handed it to me, still hesitant. “Take it. But please be careful.”

"I don't want to feel this way about my mate. He hasn't actually done anything.” She and Lenora stand and go to the kitchen. I overhear bits and pieces of Delilah describing what happened in the vision and Lenora mentioning PTSD. They come back with Delilah holding her doctor's bag, placing it on the coffee table. She pulls out several bottles of liquid and pouches of herbs. She hands Lenora an empty glass and starts filling it with the various components. As I watch her skillfully concoct the potion, her ocean blue eyes turn darker and darker until they are almost navy blue. As the last ingredient touches the rest of the potion, it turns from muddy brown to an acid green. Lenora's eyes wide

“Drink that. Sleep as much as you can. I’ll…I’m sure I’ll have to see you again.” Maya left in a rush, but not before I glimpsed the glimmer of tears in her eyes. The potion was heavy and bitter on my tongue. I began to feel its numbing effects almost immediately, as its strong dose of lobis – a rare herb with healing properties specific to werewolves – began to work through my system. Within minutes, I’d fallen into a a heady trance of dreams and memories.