Potion Bar Novels & Stories

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said Carlos to Liem who wanted to say goodbye to go home. "But before you go I will give something to the three of you." Said Liem who suddenly took something out of his hand, more precisely than Liem took the item from the ring of his storage room. "Is that my friend ?" Said Paul asked Liem who seemed to take out 3 bottles of Potions and handed them over to Carlos, Paul and Eva. "What is this master bottle ?" Carlos asked Liem while holding the potion bottle given by Liem. "This is a spiritual strength-enhancing potion. Drink it when you want to sleep and when you wake up, make it a habit to meditate first so that your soul realm is getting better" said Liem explaining the function of the p

After a few minutes of doing this, Kirou was left with two bottles containing a red liquid. Kirou eyed the two potions for a bit, seeing that they had the name before he tossed one over to Tank, who caught and drank the potion in one fluid motion. Following this, Kirou too drank his potion and both watched as their missing health started to recover.

That is where the other two orcs find themselves at. Togin is the first to sit down as he grabs a bent metal stool, one of the many that are lined up along the bar and stabs the legs in to the ground with a loud thud. Narset follows suit and places herself by the side of the bigger orc. Isoa turns around and sees her two wards and smiles. She opens up a metal, rectangle container. Inside is a few jugs of water that all have been drink down to about half and along the metal inside is remains of ice that slowly melts and drips inside the empty canteen at the bottom. Using both of her hands she grabs two of the wooden jugs and then places them on the bar. One by the right side of Narset and one

POV: Barzil The air in the subway station tasted of recycled breath and ancient, stale electricity. I sat on a cracked plastic bench, the edge digging into my thigh through the armor weave. In my hand, a nutrient bar crumbled. It was standard issue Dregs salvage—gray, dense, smelling of wet cardboard. I forced a bite past my teeth. It coated my tongue in a film of chalky grease, refusing to go down. My throat convulsed around it, a dry, tight spasm, but I swallowed. Fuel. Not food.

Passing by another one, a woman was half undressed and pressed between two men who were both fucking her. Shiloh opened a door, and they walked out onto a rooftop patio. They approached the bar, and the bartender placed a glass of white wine in front of her. Pagan ordered a beer before looking at the crystal and silver glass. The silver stem looked like arm bones and a skeletal hand extended up to hold a silver spider web with a crystal flute inside. The bowl that the pretzels were in was shaped like a human skull. Pagan accepted the beer and asked how much he owed. The bartender smirked and walked away.

"It's a good thing I have alchemy. Nana must have experienced this obstacle before. That's why she relied on potions to break through." He produced three vials of Clair Decoction, which he had recently made, and drank them. The potions spread throughout his body like warm flows. He felt a sense of satisfaction. In the end, there was a crack—the barrier was broken!

"You should get changed into some dry clothes and get your injuries healed." He reached into his pocket and gave me a small glass vial. He handed it to me but I was skeptical to take it. What if it was was poison? "This is a potion that will make you heal faster. I know that you are an Omega and you can't work in the state that you're in. Also, get something to eat. I know you are hungry." I took the vial from him and gazed at the clear blue liquid. He smelled exquisite. His perfume was expensive but I knew that he wasn't my...

POV: BRIGAIL She was expecting the knock. After she had left Russell's office, Barry had met her in the casino with a brown paper bag containing two vials of what he called liquid B. Russell's pharmacologists had been developing it for years on the Nevada farm. It was a designer cocktail of barbiturates that in low doses produced euphoria and physical numbness and in high doses stopped a heart within minutes. Clean. Fast. Virtually undetectable in a standard tox screen.

His eyes roamed around in quick search of the small Kryst. Barbie, in her lightning speed, appeared behind him with her daggers already up in a position to stab him. The Lightning Kryst's hazel brown eyes widened when her body couldn't move. A force kept her body grounded and it felt like her bones were crushed inside. Hange began to grin as he casually walked a step away from her and turned to her. "Taste the power of the one and only Hange Lou!" he declared. He twirled his bone sword which was now dripping with violet sticky liquid. Barbie immediately recognized it as a lethal poison. "Hehehe..."