Potion Bar Novels & Stories

"This is a potion that was specially invented by the Poker Group's research team. Even if you're on the brink of death, this potion can delay the inevitable." Simply put, this potion would bring out one's full potential. It would give the drinker a little more time before their death. Although it could delay one's death for only a moment, it would be extremely important for those who were wealthy. Even if the extra time was only half an hour, a wealthy person would still spend an enormous amount of money to get it. The Poker Group's potion had a miraculous effect, but it came in small quantities. It was something that money couldn't easily buy.

"I'm not here to join Windsor's team!" "Then why are you here?" "To buy potions!" Lancelot replies, his hands raised in a gesture of honesty. Windsor raises an eyebrow, crossing her arms in front of her chest as she scans him from top to bottom. "You already have two bottles of Vitality Elixir, don't you? That should be enough. Normally, two bottles are enough for an average C-level potential user for ten days." "Could it be that you want to buy Resurrection Light?"

A-grade healing potion. The real deal. Spark’s eyes went wide. In the Game, you lived and died by your supplies. Every player stocked healing items—for injuries, for exhaustion, for that one desperate chance to survive. The C-grade sludge she’d choked down earlier was her usual budget option. What Liam had just handed her was liquid gold. This was top-shelf. The kind of potion that cost more points than she made in a dozen Instances. The kind normal players could only dream of.

one of them said dramatically, “Sophie Barbers made a video last night saying your drinks have... potions in them. To make us addicted.” Fabian did a double take, nearly spilling his milkshake. “Wait—what?! Potions? What is this, Hogwarts: Latte Edition?” “She was crying in the video,” another added, “like, full-on ugly cry. Snot, tears, the whole emotional buffet. It felt real.” Fabian groaned. “Of course she cried. Sophie cries when her nail polish chips. Or when her avocado isn’t ripe.” He sighed and sipped his milkshake. “Probably Lucien’s fault. That man could turn a birthday party into a breakup album.”

“Hehe, you think too highly of a panax root! It’s fine if one knows how to use it well, but most people don’t know how to use it!” “That little thing for Cockatrice Orb?” The man seemed embarrassed at everyone’s ridicule. He coughed and said calmly, “I’m not done yet. Other than the three 1,000-year-old panax roots, I’ll throw in a lite potion unique to our guild. It can make your body as light as a feather after taking it. It's extremely useful in battle or traveling.” After hearing his explanation, many people wavered.

"Hey Margo how about another drink!" "Coming right up hun!" Margo called across the bar to one of her regulars. She didn't even need to ask what he was drinking. It was always the same thing. Despite all the different drinks the bar had to offer, and despite all the different times she had tried persuading him to try something different just out of pure boredom. It was always a Chocolate Mudslide. Essentially we'll call it the adult version of a chocolate shake.

I could tell by his voice that it wasn’t fine. Moving around him slightly, I looked behind him and saw a large gash across his back. Quickly, I looked up at the name above his head and saw his health bar. It hadn’t moved much, but as I looked at it, it slowly moved to the left, indicating his health was dropping, even if only by two health points a second. While it didn’t seem life-threatening at this point, I imagined it hurt. It could also get infected. Regardless if this was a video game or not, the realism in it was intense. Opening the menu to look through our shared storage, I scrolled down to find the potions we collected.

the shopkeeper bowed. Lucia was quite embarrassed and tried to be humble by saying, "it's fine! It's fine." Zane isn't interested in talking anymore and just grabs the set of gear and walks outside. Clarisse followed and Lucia tried to follow but the shopkeeper asked a question, "is that the new hero?" "Yes!" "I hope he can finally succeed this time!" The shopkeeper cheered as Lucia ran waving out of the shop. Zane drops all his gear at the back of the carriage and sees a bottle labeled 'Strength potion, grade 5' he drinks it and his body felt light.

she snapped, “I need to get back the shop before the boss has my head. Is this about the Bloody Barbies again?” Bloody Barbie was the nickname Maria gave to the murders ever since she’d gotten involved as a suspect. It was an apt name. Each crime scene that had been investigated was painted red with each victim’s blood, and in each one there would be a bloody doll left behind (though, not exactly a Barbie), no less than three feet away from the body.

“Ben! I saw some medicines and medical supplies we can use for you. Here, drink some water first. Maybe you are thirsty” 'Wai, wouldn't it be bad if people saw you?' [Wai is a personal assistant. There would be no issue with people seeing me for they do not have the ability to do so] 'Ah, so that is how things work. Right, I want to buy a recovery potion so that this kid Ben would be healed' [Recovery potion are use to regain hp and stamina. It would remove fatigue but it wouldn't have any changes for wounds and internal bleeding. Do you still want to purchase it?]