Shrink Potion Novels & Stories

She was a true Queen dedicated to serving the interests of her subjects and also made the right decisions for them. She whipped up the shrinking fluid she made from bizarre ingredients and gave it to me to drink. Haziel had prepared a medicine beforehand to curb the side effects and gave it to me shortly after I had drank the shrinking fluid and returned to normal size. The Queen led me out of the room down to another room that had the armour. I looked on at the shining silver armour and realised it was almost a perfect fit for me.

+ It was clear he was quite proud of his creation. "And how long does this take to grow? Years?" "No! No. This bush is only a week and a half old. The potion not only increases the size but the growth rate as well."+ Kendrick was dually impressed as he raised an eyebrow, "How do you make this potion?" The wizard opened his mouth but then closed it and said cautiously, "If-If I told you...why would you need to keep me alive?" Kendrick eyed the man a second and began laughing deeply, his wide shoulders shaking, "Indeed. Very clever, little wizard." He looked around, "Have you tried it with apples? I love apples."

How can they be so insensitive? Seething, I put down the scroll and silently made my way out of the room when a glass vial rolled from under the sofa, the green liquid being reflected luminously from the fire that is coming from the chandelier. I pickef it up, instantly recognizing that it was actually the potion which Caelum used for my wings to shrink on my back.

he said, gripping his brother's hand. Tobias retrieved a glass bottle and shook the dark blue liquid inside. "I've made a potion that can cure a shifter who can't shift, according to the notes Dad left us." "No, Dad said it was just a concept. You would die, Toby. Please don't take any chances."

“Consider yourself lucky. You would be the first person to test my best creation. The neutralizing potion. You see the best thing about this potion is that it’s created to burn the hatred from within. Literally.” Tess flipped the cap covering the syringe open. “ Over concentration of the hormone that triggers hatred acts as a catalyst for this potion. The darker your heart is, the more fiercely it burns from within and when I say burn, it melts each and everyone of your organs slowly, at a high temperature, the temperature at which metal melts.” Thomas crawled back in an attempt to escape, horror was evident in his eyes. His path was blocked by a few guards. “No, stay away from me, move, mov

I didn't know why but I was tense and disinclined to do this. What am I thinking I can do this I muttered. As I stood near his door and used my dark magic to see that he was sleeping on his desk inside. As I pushed open the office door it was open and he was really sleeping. Perfect, this was my chance. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a potion I had brewed, which would make him become paralyzed slowly, he wouldn't realize it at first but he would lose all his powers and will start aging quickly, his lifespan cut short.

It was amazing craftsmanship and Aegeus was mightily impressed. The blue potion was for healing wounds of all kinds in less than ten seconds! No matter what kind of injury it was, the blue potion was the answer. While they didn't know the names of the potions, Aegeus and the others called the Blue Potion a Quick Heal Potion. The Red Potion had a different effect. The Blue Potion was a healing potion alright. The red however, was a Power Boosting potion. The main reason the Silver Wolves called it Berserk Potion because that was exactly what it wa. Gulping down the Red Potion increased the user's strength - but at a cost. As time wore on the user would become increasingly violent and soon sli

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

I nodded my head at the direction of the table. Morgana glanced at me and at the bowl. She picked up the bowl and smiled at me. "It's a porridge potion." She answered and I arched my brows in confusion. "What's that for?" "I made it specially for you." She stirred the content in the bowl. I peered into the bowl. The so called portion was a sticky white substance. I bet it'd be better as hell. "I think you being a weak power carrier made you vulnerable to Sage's attacks. Hence, I made it for you. It'll heal you from the internal injuries his powers might have caused and this will also strengthen you." She told me and stopped stirring.

"No, it's not Ibrahil. What is he doing in my room?" "Ibrago-" before she can say anything, Ibrago snap his fingers and made that pillow float in the thin air, and in just a split second it is now covering her face suffocating her. She tried to take it off while kicking and giving her all strength but to no avail. She no longer has the strength to fight when she felt her lungs going to explode with no air coming through. She heard a loud crash before she lost her consciousness...