Lust Potion Novels & Stories

The brown-haired man in the tattered robe handed a scroll of reports to Alpha Aric. "We have created a potion made from rimewood roots, nightshade petals, and neutralized white deer blood. Its effects can withstand the reactions of dark magic curses for at least two hours. However, we have not tested its long-term effects." I nodded slowly. "Can it be mass-produced?" Elvar replied, "If rare ingredients like rimewood can be obtained in large quantities, yes. But we need funding and broader distribution." We stood together at the laboratory window. Alpha Aric held my hand and said, "We'll find a solution. This will be our new weapon, Lyara."

I drank it all in one swift movement. Jason, I wouldn't beg for your love again. I was going to love myself. So… Why are you the one who ended up regretting it? ... I looked at the crystal vial in my hand. The pale, pink liquid shimmered inside, giving off a scent that was both mesmerizing and dangerous. This was the legendary Love Potion, the forbidden magic of our world of Werewolves. Drink it, and the target would have "love" etched deep into their soul for seven years.

No doubt Malakay had sent servants to both mine and Lixiss's rooms. Well I couldn't complain. The less time I had to prepare the tub and more time to enjoy it was all the better for me. I curled my fingers around the neck of a thin bottle, filled with a concoction of purple liquid of my own design. Uncorking the top, the smell of lavender immediately drifted out. Lavender was known to be soothing, relaxing and Nicneven knew I would need both before facing Rhuesia. I poured the potion into the water, twisting my hands and tore words of the arcane from my throat. The water swirled until a nice layer of invitingly airy bubbles coated the top. Perfect. Just the way I liked it.

Alchemy menu release. Alchemy menu show in front their face, every Nin Guild member starts the process Potion Maker after their mistress gives an explanation, each of them making ten thousand health Potion for Mortal stage 1. "Leader, the herb for next Potion in the future can't support anymore." Slave two worry after this production they don't have stock, he speaks with little sound.

“That sounds like your problem, not mine. I’m not the one desperately trying to get noticed by a girl—let alone a human.” I stepped closer. “Don’t play games with me, Melinda.” She smiled, slowly. “And don’t think you can give her the liquid just like that.” I stared at her. “What?” She narrowed her eyes, lips twisting in amusement. “You always this impatient? If you want answers, stop yelling and listen.” I exhaled roughly, nostrils flaring. “Then talk.” She walked around me, slowly, like a predator circling prey. “The potion has to be mixed with blood. That’s what activates it. Like, um.. brewed into a bop tea.."

I huff, pushing myself to my feet. “Fucking Alphas…every time!” Artemis’ eyes are a blazing orange. He reaches into his small satchel on the ground and rolls something in his hands. It’s a small ball, filled with some type of smoky, black liquid. Artemis launches the ball into the air, aiming it directly at us. The orb hits the ground and shatters, releasing some type of potion. A giant cloud of black smoke swirls around me and Nathan. Nothing happens at first.. I look over at Nathan and we both just cough as the smoke invades our lungs.

Soul. I stare at the beaker. The ingredients swirl, incomplete. I hesitate only a heartbeat before pricking my fingertip with a silver needle. A few ruby droplets fall into the mixture and spiral like stardust. The reaction is instant. The liquid turns smooth, almost luminous, and the air fills with a scent so calming my knees nearly buckle. The aroma is safety itself. I bottle the potion in a dark crimson vial, sealed with a silvery stopper and tied with a black ribbon... a warrior’s gift in a lover’s wrapping. Under the flickering light, it gleams like a sacred relic.

Burdak said it clearly, he isn't looking at Randu, his eyes are looking straight at the sky, there is only one star that he could see, it looked like the sky is cloudy tonight. Hearing what Burdak had just said, Randu sat up straighter. So there really is.. such a potion. "What? What kind of potion is that?” "Hmm.. if I'm not mistaken, the ingredients are some purple leaves which if I'm not mistaken the name is Wiyoon, then some snake's blood with its heart, then burnt frog meat, to make the aroma better... you can use some jasmine leaves." Just hearing that Randu wanted to throw up, she can't do that, drinking such a potion for a week… he'd better kill herself.

it's okay He just clenched his fist and entered the mansion by changing his form as a servant there. "Miss!" he called the maid who was currently throwing the trash outside the house. He turned around and pointed to himself. "I?" it's curious. "Yes, you are. I just wanted to ask you something." The girl said to him. He approached him with a look of surprise on his face. As he got closer and closer to him, he simply took out a white handkerchief from his pants pocket that he had put a sleeping poison on.

I took it and frowned. Jalin replied, "It's a magic potion invented by your second brother Leo. He got the inspiration of inventing a cure to cure the seemingly incurable sadness of Lucian after the loss of his Luna. Think of it as a bottle of rum without alcohol but with lots of love. It will calm you down and help you survive the board meeting. Drink it. Go to the meeting room. Woo them with your new business plan in Mediland. And leave the rest for me." I took a sip of the cold liquid in the bottle. There was a bitter-sweet taste, but I immediately felt much more relieved.