Soma X Erina Mga Nobela at Kwento

His eyes open but are empty. Jason’s throat closed. “Erina… what did you do?” Erina stood a few feet away, her chest rising and falling like she had run miles. Her fingers twitched, faint stripes of red light still pulsing through her veins from the wave of power that had just erupted from her. Her face was pale, but eerily composed; her eyes were hollow, and her lips were pressed tight, as if holding back something. Fear, fury, or satisfaction. Maybe all three.

This is not part of my mission, but everything will be useless if he’s dead! But at the back of Erina’s mind, she’s willing to help him because Arden showed up to save him from the men who tried to kill her. She’s just returning the favor. It took her an hour to find the herbals she needs. As soon as she gathered it, she took a rock and started crushing them into pieces, squeezing it until the liquid came out while she was reciting a Latin spell as he put those crushed herbs on Arden’s chest where the wound is.

Aramide whispered in a low tone as she put the glass of whiskey that she had been holding down. “I’ve got some info on what happened to Mercedes.” Aramide perked up at that, her forehead creased as she anticipated the bad news. “So, was it bola?” She asked in a monotone voice. “Yes,” Efrain responded. “I knew it! I knew that Witch was up to something!” Aramide spat and turned around, almost as if she was trying to hide her expressions from Efrain. She was just so fed up and tired of it all. “that’s not all though-“

The room was dim, with a single candle illuminating the best it could, and I saw something poking out from the layers of blue and white. I strode up to it cautiously and touched it, only for it to crinkle against my fingers and fall to the floor. It all came back to me now and I picked it up, my hands shaking, my nose filled with the smell of his perfume that seemed to come from the paper. “I will read it and throw it out,” I said under my breath, slowly unfolding the crisp quarters to see a contract. “Proposal for a Dominant and Submissive Relationship?” The candle flickered and I moved closer to the golden glow to see the letters better. Dominant? Submissive? Hard limits? Soft Limits?

She asked. “I don’t know, mum. But i’ll be okay” He said. “Please go, please move because we’re almost there” Zachary whispered and she wiped her tears. “What’s even the plan?” She asked. “Just get there” He said as his eyes narrowed at the bottle of pills in the hole on the dashboard and then he looked back outside. He wondered in that moment how that pill, and the fact that she went as far as to erase his memories had changed everything. And what was even about to come for him, what tomorrow held and how he was about to get Katharina out of there.

“Contains trace thallium mixed with valerian. It simulates what your mother was exposed to… in small, sub-lethal doses.” My throat tightens. “Drink the first,” Eryna says gently. “Breathe. Feel how your body reacts. Then, we begin the antidote.” I do as I’m told. The bitterness coats my tongue like ash. Within minutes, cold sweat breaks across my neck, and my heartbeat grows sluggish. Kira growls faintly inside me, irritated but not afraid. Eryna hands me crushed charcoal and a warm root blend to chew. The pressure in my chest eases.

"What?!" Seno growled when his assistant informed him of something that made his blood boil instantly. Seno's neck felt tight, but he tried to endure it. In a few minutes, Seno would be going up on stage for the launch of his new drug that he had been working on: Escitalopram. The drug was planned to be distributed massively to the public at subsidized prices considering... Seno was currently launching an action to reap unlimited profits from the side effects it would produce.

“That’s why I didn’t feel anything. That’s why I couldn’t...” Fred looked at me sadly. “There’s more.” My breath caught. “What more?” “The third substance is something called Eranthex. It’s a rare herb found in the Southern mountains. It is extremely hard to get.” “What does it do?” I asked, my voice low. Fred hesitated. “It’s used in old packs as a bonding agent. Not a real mate bond, but… it mimics one. Triggers the same dopamine centers as a mating pull.”

His red eyes were also bewildered by the stranger’s action. I swallowed to wet my dried throat. It was a few moments before I could drag my eyes toward my hand that held the red flower. I swallowed hard, again. “But I suppose he’s right,” Ponpon said quietly. “It’s going to boost your healing power, Xerra. You might indeed need it tomorrow. Well, I mean the guabula. Not the kiss that the stranger just gave you…” I flicked his tiny mouth to shut him up. “Aww! That hurt!” he complained. His eyes blazed as he looked at me.