Novel Keys Cream Novels & Stories

He spoke to his beta, who was sitting in the passenger seat, “Find the nearest pharmacy and get me a healing cream.” The beta looked confused at first as he turned behind to look at us with furrowed brows, but he didn’t say a word and stepped out of the car. Healing cream was created to speed up the process of healing in wolves. The formula was miraculous and the person who formulated it was a sure-shot genius. Once the beta bought the tube, the Alpha held my hand and started to apply the cream on my wrist. I winced in pain and his movements became more gentle. He was being considerate of how I felt.

That hideous wound I caused him was healing at a baffling speed, and even Dominic was perturbed by it. I was stronger than before, but these cave people—they were different! All of them were at the level of a Beta’s strength. And ten of them in front of me, trying to pin me to the ground, wasn’t that easy! [So the rumors are true. That the new key… or, let me say, keys came from two powerful werewolves on this continent. I am not surprised, though. One came from a powerful Clan of Silver wolves, and another from the Primordial Clan. What a magnificent force of nature for both of you to be united and have offspring! I have a feeling the new keys are not that easy to deal with as well. But luc

he asked, his voice tinged with a hint of discomfort as he recalled the soreness from Devon’s unexpected kick. Estella nodded her head. With a soft smile, she made her way to a shelf near the counter, retrieving a small wooden box from the array of remedies. “This cream is just what you need,” she explained, handing the box to Brett. “Apply it once a day to the swollen area, and your knees will be back to normal in no time.” Brett accepted the medicine and paid for the medicine that Estella handed him. He lingered at the threshold of Estella’s shop for a couple of minutes, a thoughtful expression crossing his features as he mulled over his next words. Sensing that he had something more to sa

, Serena requests Erin and hands over the keys to her. "It's okay, aunt Serena. Take your time. And if I can't even do this then I will feel bad for myself. So, don't hesitate to ask me for anything else.", replies Erin. She is playing with the keys, rolling them again and again. As if she is analyzing the design of those old silver keys. They are heavy and have beautiful carves on them. The floral designs and heart shapes on the keys are eye-catching. After analyzing, anyone can define them as old antics. These type of keys are rare in this generation. They should be in a museum by now.

– Sofiya' I agreed with her. This was bound to happen at some point. I opened the lid and took a sniff. Aloe vera, coconut oil, witch hazel, and something that smelled… green. It was probably made by a healer and if Sofiya had it, it had to be effective. Ava was out of the shower, standing by the door in a fuzzy robe. "What's that?" "A cream for sunburns. Sofiya sent it. Looks like there are more people who wish the best for you, Love." That made her smile.

The process was oddly seamless, as our permits were approved without delay, suppliers offered better deals than expected, and even the weather seemed to be on their side. The “system” had given me formulas for new revolutionary products. It was a Clear Skin Serum and a Hair Retaining Gel. The serum would erase blemishes with a single drop; the gel promised to turn even the scarcest hair into lustrous waves. I wrote the recipes down in precise detail. By the tenth day, the building’s transformation was complete. Sunlight streamed through sparkling windows onto marble counters and well-equipped labs. Mike wasted no time launching an aggressive advertising campaign.

So I need to look for the right things to help me recover. Chemical products like alcohol were good for disinfecting if it was 70%, otherwise, it only served to dehydrate the skin. I looked at the labels of the creams and took a deep breath, there was no way they didn't have anything neutral, so I looked in the other cupboard and found a neutral Vaseline-based cream.

Thankfully, he, Alpha Novak, had secured two out of these keys, all thanks to his cunning and manipulative nature. He'd been able to infiltrate the ancient GreyStone pack and the sacred Mystic Moon pack. He'd taken the BloodMoon Amulet of Dominance from the GreyStone pack and the Crystal Scepter of Subjugation from the Mystic Moon pack and replaced them with a counterfeit. No one knows these two keys are missing yet. And they might never get to know. These Necro keys were kept hidden across the four cardinal points - the North, East, West, and South, far away from each other, guarded by ancient powers.

Kyle handled the front like a man who’d done it before. He kept his head low, voice casual with the desk clerk, cash already folded the right way in his palm. No names, no IDs, just two keys. The kind made of metal, not plastic, which meant no traceable records and doors that could be opened faster if things turned bad.

Iris announced. George stood up and reported, "Miss Young, regarding my promises from the last time, my department's already managed to do it!" "These three cosmetics and the latest ones we managed to develop!" George took out three bottles and placed them on the table, introducing everything, "the first one is the anti-wrinkle cream. We added pennyworts inside, and it has the effect of removing scars and wrinkles." "The second one is this skincare lotion. We added milk vetch to it, which whitens the skin and adds to its suppleness!"