Potions Shop Novels & Stories

She picked up the basket and slipped inside barely making a sound as she closed the door. She was astounded by the space. The air was still scented with herbs and old wood. Her gaze fell on the thing she most needed: a big wooden shelf behind a locked glass panel on the left. Within the gentle candlelight, rows of potions shone. Each vial is labeled in neat handwriting. There were dozens of potions on the shelves in shades of black, blue, green, and silver. Her heart leaped. That was it. Moving quickly across the room she knelt down by the cabinet.

Charlie questioned as Zen pushed open the door and entered. Remi took one look at the shophouse and followed. Nobody visited this NPC simply because there wasn’t a need for potions in the game. The drinks had a time limit effect and could be earned by completing quests. There were not many uses for potions, and most players deemed it a waste of inventory space.

The apothecary's shop was called The Gilded Mortar. It was nestled in a marginally better part of the lower city, a place where desperate merchants and minor nobles might come to purchase poisons and love potions under the cloak of respectability. The sign, a gilded mortar and pestle, was polished and bright, a mocking beacon of false hope.

We were greeted by 2 women wearing maid clothes (Like the cosplay) before Baroness Lydia immediately called for the store owner, Lydia and Mina sat at the guest lounge, while I take a look at all the produce. "quite a variety…..quite good..". I must say that the quality of the potion was definitely outstanding, the range of potions they sold was also quite large. Vitality potions (@ Health potions) range from low quality (Which is diluted with 80% water) up to High Quality (Which are made from concentrated high-quality items, like dragon blood). Even though the potions vial was highly presentable, I was enthralled upon seeing such a store. "Ahhh, Baroness Lydia….it's been a long time….to wha

He quickly opened the door. He heard a bell ringing as soon as he opened it. His mouth fell wide open, and his eyes glowed with excitement. It was huge inside. It was bigger then the castle back home. The place was like a market area of its own, all dedicated for potions. There was section to sell potions of all kinds and even herds and other ingredients to brew potions. There were tools to brew potions in another section. There was a massive library dedicated to herbalism and potions. “How may I help you, hi-hi-hi?” Said a sore voice and someone patted on Silver's shoulder from behind.

I paused my sentence midway, afraid of embarrassing myself. "I won't be buying anything but allow me trouble you Sir. I'm looking for a store that sells liquids. An old lady manages the store herself." "Liquids you say? What kind?" His voice was smooth and deep, I think I might have developed a slight crush on him. I'd come back here some other time but right now, I needed to find the old lady. "Uh potions. Yes..potions. Do you perhaps know where she is?" "Oh potions? You should've started with that. You only need to walk further down, turn right and you'd see it right in front of you."

This would probably be the same way. The next week passed without incident. I split my time between helping Joel run the pack and helping Sarah run the infirmary. Otherwise, life finally seemed to calm down some. I'd almost forgotten I was supposed to be going out to talk to the dealers until Nate approached us one morning. "We found a dealer, Alpha Latro," he told Joel watching me. "We learned someone is selling the potions from a club in town." "Are you ready to go buy us some spells, love?" Joel asked me.

An unread message, and my heart pounded as I opened it. The maid went to the savings point. My eyes narrowed. “The saving point…” I repeated. I knew that place. Yes, everyone does. It was no ordinary shop, no ordinary pharmacy. It was a place where potions that are rare, dangerous, and powerful were sold. Not to just anyone, but only to those with status or influence. “Like a private arsenal,” I murmured. Bella, as Luna, had unrestricted access to the place as no one dared deprive her of entry.

"Predictable. Like we know every move before it happens, every response before it's given. I miss the surprise, the discovery of each other." Her fingers tighten slightly on my knee. "And you have a solution in mind, I assume? You didn't work yourself into this state just to tell me we're in a rut." I swallow hard. "There's a shop in the old district. Veils & Vices. They sell... enhancements." The word feels foreign on my tongue. "Real potions, not those watered-down tourist traps. Things that could make everything feel new again." Circe's eyebrows rise, but there's no judgment in her expression. Just that sharp, calculating curiosity that first drew me to her. "Sex potions, you mean." She s

Asher bristled with annoyance, seeing the way Mia so happily attacked any little thing about the pack that she could. “It could be classier,” she shrugged. “I’m staying a cabin or so down from the main potions shop.” “That’s what Nightwind is known for,” Asher said with a smile. “We’re proud to offer the range of antidotes and health boosts that we do.” “Are you proud of it though?” Mia sang, picking up on the tiniest bit of hesitation in his tone. She was stellar. “Nightwind is heading towards a very positive recovery,” Asher responded, keeping his voice calm and steady to not bait the shark in her.