Six Times A Day Spacerx Novels & Stories

Kira asked inquisitively. “No, I am a doctor, Kira, not some c*ndom manufacturer,” Dr Serene spoke stiffly. “Then,” Kira could not help herself but ask. “Three c*ndoms, one on top of another,” Dr Serena finished and Kira’s mouth hung open. “No wonder they are not comfortable,” Kira muttered. “And less pleasurable, yes,” Dr Serena nodded. “So, take this, one table spoon twice a day for three days following your first day of your period, and you should be good,” Dr Serena added.

Chris Jnr pouted in annoyance “We cannot use the same trick twice.” “I can slip the pill incense on to his clothes.” Night Sonic didn’t think it was bothersome at all. He continued seeing the confusion on Chris Jnr’s face “It is a small pill; the size of a nail head and it will start to dispel a calming fragrance that makes one fall asleep once it is exposed to air. It will disappear even before the person wakes up.” “Where can we get one?” “Night Wasp should have some on him.” “Alright” Chris Jnr nodded and laid back to rest “You know what to do then.”

Hazel’s breath stalled in her throat. "I came inside you last night," Xavier continued bluntly, ignoring the sudden, violent flush of color rising into her cheeks. He held the pill and the glass of water out toward her. "You will take this today. I'll have a permanent prescription arranged for you by Monday. You'll need to take it regularly." Hazel swallowed the dry lump in her throat. She reached out with a trembling hand, took the small pill, and popped it into her mouth, washing it down quickly with the water.

She rubbed her chest as she was about to pick another capsule and it’s not good if she drank every hour. He reached his head as he sighed. He went out of his office as he approached her and he lowered his head. “You can only take it three times a day,” he said. “You can’t gulp it down.” She was startled. She nodded at him. “Come, let’s get coffee,” he said. “Or tea…” She stood as she forgot to grab her wallet but she luckily had her phone. They headed out to the reception. “But the pantry is~~” “Out,” he said as she followed him.

"Our deal was protection, not all of this meaningless questions." The door opened before he could respond. Lev entered, medical bag in hand, his glasses glinting in the morning light. "Ah, good, you're awake," he said, rummaging in his bag. "Time for your next dose." I took an instinctive step back. "I'm fine." Lev produced a syringe filled with clear liquid. "The suppressant needs to be administered every twelve hours until your heat cycle ends. Arm, please." My skin prickled at the thought of more drugs coursing through my veins, I didn’t feel comfortable with him. "No."

After the director left, Vans explained further to Julian, "Three times a day, before each meal." Julian carefully noted down the prescription.

I sigh hard as I think. “There’s never been a time that I haven’t needed to ration medication. My normal schedule has always been trelegy in the morning, singulair and Effexor in the evenings, nebulizer right before bed.” “It’s always been once a day.” “When I manage to create a small stockpile then I stick to once a day unless I get tight or have a major attack then I’ll use it more.” “Okay, so after dinner tonight I’ll meet you in the med room next door to alpha and show you how to work the nebulizer in there until we get you a machine.”

Saatchi said. “That’s only the second thing I did today,” he said. “Hey, take your time. It won’t be like this for long. Don’t feel guilty about it,” she said. “Believe me, I’m really trying everyday,” he said. “I believe you. It’s not easy to understand why things happened and how they happened. One day, we were talking about your plans, the next day, we were talking about medication, healing, and all other stuff,” she said.

Three days later "Finally my precious Sunday has arrived." Nandini smiled as she over dramatically threw herself on her bed. "I can sleep till late in the morning. Oh my precious sleep!" She rolled on the bed, grinning. That was when her eyes landed on her table where the capsule ingredients were safely placed. She remembered that she had to make a stronger dose of those capsules of hers. Throughout the week, she had a hard time staying in a closed space with him even with the capsules that she consumed in the interval of every three to fours hours.

He was busy texting and mindlinking pack members. The nurse came back in and gave the doctor a piece of paper. She quickly excused herself. Cole put down the phone and looked at the doctor expectantly. He shook his head. “I’m afraid it’s negative. You’re just starting to try. It’s early, yet.” Cole nodded. “We’ll try again. I will need some more of that medication.” “Of course.” The doctor stood up and opened up a cupboard. “You should not use this more than once a week.”