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Annika said frustrated and tried to drink a bottle of beer but she doesn’t like the taste of it. “Whoa, since when do you drink? And are you talking about Kurt’s mother?” Sophia asked curiously. Annika smiled and gestured with a check sign in the air. “She’s the only villain in my life Sophia, nobody else.” Sophia looked at her sister with a sense of compassion and just said, “Okay, Annika. Let’s just drink away your problems for a while. I’ll let you vent out to me for as long as you want. I know sometimes all you need is a drink.” Then she chuckled and proposed cheers to Annika.

After the cheer died down, he continued speaking. “I could give you all a long, boring welcome speech…” he grinned, “but we all know what you really came for.” The students let out a gasp as Nate pulled out something which appeared to be a small potion bottle from his pocket. He raised it high in the air, showing off the silver glow swirling inside the bottle. “Violet—that’s the Moon Goddess’ breath,” Trinity whispered. I frowned. “The Moon Goddess’ what?” “As you all know, once I open this potion, it might just be that you find your mate at this very moment.”

I got up, kicked the sheets off, and walked barefoot to the mirror. My hair was a mess, my eyeliner smudged from the night before, but my reflection still looked beautiful in a dangerous way. Sharp. Hungry. I tilted my head, smiled at myself. “We’re getting him back, baby,” I whispered to my reflection. The potion from the Sorceress sat on my vanity — a small glass vial with a deep red liquid that shimmered faintly when the light hit it. She’d told me to pour just three drops into his drink.

"This potion is designed to boost the divine aspect of your being, to help you better wield the powers that lie within you." Her words offered some measure of comfort, but I still found myself hesitating, the fear of the unknown lingering in the depths of my mind. Taking a deep breath, I forced myself to trust in the moon goddess's words, to believe that she had my best interests at heart. With a shaky hand, I reached out and grasped the owl containing the shimmering liquid, steeling myself for whatever lay ahead. As I brought the potion to my lips and took a hesitant sip, I felt a surge of warmth spreading through my body, the divine energy of the potion coursing through my veins.

As the leader announces the beginning of the ritual I feel a barrier come up around the clearing, sealing us inside of it. Mellana approaches me with two chalices. One containing a dark red liquid, in a burgundy shade. And the other contrasting in white, but seemed to have a denser texture. She gives me the one with the red liquid. “First, you drink the potion to open your body.” The leader announces and I do as she says drinking the tasteless red liquid.

The audience cheered along with us as the song was upbeat than those previous ones, 🎶Now there's only one thing left for me to do, Slip on my favourite dress and sky high leather boots Check the mirror one last time And kissed the past goodbye What I’m really needing now Is a double shot of crown Chase that disco ball around ‘Til I don't remember Go until they cut me off Wanna get a little lost in the noise,in the lights Hey Bartender pour’em hot tonight Till the party and the music and the truth collide Bring it ‘til his memory fades away Hey Bartender 🎶 *****

Any worries I had about Ghost disappeared as soon as I entered the room and saw Skyler with the florist, there were so many flowers there that I felt at home, and it looked a lot like the inner garden. "Soren or I will pick you up later," Victor said, lifted my hand and kissed the back of it. "Right! I'll be waiting." I replied happily. "Miss Ayla." I heard Ghost's voice and looked at him. In his hand was a goblet filled with a bluish liquid with silver undertones, and just the smell made my stomach turn. It's one of the potions I need to drink to keep getting stronger. I swallowed dryly, but took the cup and turned the liquid over, feeling my throat burn, as well as a few tears starting to

she blurted out, her voice betraying her growing unease. Finn glanced at her with a playful glint in his eyes. "Ah, that, my dear Chef River, is our little secret." He uncorked the vial and a sweet, almost intoxicating aroma wafted out. "Just a few drops of this in the stew is all it takes." River felt a chill course through her. "Secret ingredient, huh? What exactly is it?" Finn winked. "That's the secret, isn't it? It's what keeps this little place packed with happy customers coming back for more."

Kyrexi, awaken thy heart Simon, rise from slumber's dark Heartbeat synchronized with mine Together, secrets shall be divine" I tried to close it but it wouldn't budge, my aim wasn't to unleash this power. But the whispering voice urged me on. I struggled, not wanting to but after a while something took over me completely. Like, I was pushed to the back. With trembling hands, I recited the incantation. The air around me seemed to vibrate. My eyes flashed open, and I stood before the mirror, transformed.

"Strategically." "That's a kinder word for it. I'll take it." "What's the hard part?" "Everything else." Something under it wasn't light at all, and for a second the easy rhythm between us went quiet, the kind of quiet that comes right before someone admits more than they meant to. I took a sip of the chocolate to cover it, too sweet, exactly the kind of indulgence I hadn't let myself have in months. "There's a Christmas market this weekend. Town square. Cider. A tree lighting. A man who plays the same three carols on a violin, badly, every single year without fail."