Take A Sip From A Secret Potion Lyrics Novels & Stories

I leaned closer to him, "I am too drunk, shh..." "I figured that out." I picked up his finger and kept it on his lips. "It is a little s-sece, no a little secra... Oh what is the word?" "Secret." "Yeah, that's a tough word." "Sure it is." I was drunk as hell and I liked it. I stood up and gave my body to music. I rolled up my sleeves and unbuttoned the collar button. I flipped my hair from side to side. It was so fun.

said Min-ho in a boastful manner. Si-ri only replied to him with a gentle smile. “Here you go.” Si-ri gave him the potion with a note on it. Min ho reached there, knocked on the door and as always hid himself. The man opened the door; his eyes were swollen from crying. He looked at the bottle filled with a liquid and lifted the bottle to reveal a note. “They are waiting for you. Drink it and meet them in your dream”. Without any second thought, the man drank the whole bottle in one go as if he had been thirsty for a long time and within seconds fell into an abyssal sleep.

he seconds pause looking at the empty bottle where the last ingredient is. Sinisterly fixing a smile upon HIS face, where Clayden and Valerie are watching in silence and in awe. Witnessing the small fragment of the mana and the ability of the Supreme one. HE opens the remaining ingredients and pour it all according to the placement of the spells that HE will be chanting next. “Silicon, 3g.” The last ingredient, the thing that is needed to complete the pentagram that is needed for the spell. With a sinister smile that HE draws on HIS face, HE sings the clock’s rhythm.

“It’s the potion.” The fog in my mind lifts just enough to feel like I’ve been splashed with ice water. “W—what?” My voice is thick, still weighted with desire. “The potion. Oh.” With a shaky hand, Elijah takes the potion he nicked from the storage out of his pocket and places it on the ground in front of me, then backs away some more. “Take that. I need to get away from you.” He turns and bolts back the way we came, melting into the darkness, followed by his fading footsteps.

Starling explains as she carefully picks up the small potion. “It looks like water.” One of Sapphire’s friends snarks, but everyone pulls in a deep breath when Straling pulls out the oak cork so we can all smell the potion. I’m instantly enveloped in a scent that reminds me of Alpha Hunter, sweat, coffee and something sweet that makes me want to lick down his abs. The potion is uncorked for only a few seconds, but it's enough to have me dripping into my panties and my palms sweating. “Crimson Wolf.” I gasp the second the potion is recorked; Starling nods and places the potion back on its stand. She doesn’t pass this one around, and I completely understand why.

My traitorous feet tapped out a rhythm against the polished floor. Suddenly, the music stopped. The abrupt silence caught everyone off guard. A hush fell over the room as all eyes turned to the Duke and Duchess, who stood on a raised platform at one end of the hall. “My esteemed guests,” boomed the Duke, his voice resonating with magic, “a toast! To the successful retrieval of the Everflowing Teapot, and to the continued prosperity of our supernatural community!” A collective cheer erupted from the crowd, glasses clinking in celebration. I took a sip of the shimmering, pearlescent potion that filled my goblet. It tasted faintly of honeysuckle and something else, something deeper and more mys

“We call unto thee, Hecate. Hear us.” Carefully, I set the glass down and grab the bottle of wine, filling the glass halfway to the top. I hold it up to the moonlight, feeling power rush through me once more. Then I bring the glass to my lips and take a tiny sip before passing it along the circle.

I unscrewed the top of the water and took a sip. She laughed, "that Tilly, she always steals my magic," she turned and pulled down a bottle of pink liquid and poured a shot, "here this is what you need, I knew she couldn't resist getting what she thought I gave you, but here," she set the shot in front of me, "please drink it," she patted my hand, "you need to trust me on this, we are at war's door, we need to trust one another," she winked at me, "you need to know the truth and your true desires."

“If I can’t stop you, then the least I can do is help.” “What do you mean?” I whispered, my heart swelling with gratitude as I pulled her into a tight hug. “Give me a few minutes,” she said, turning to leave the room. I stayed still as I waited. Moments later, the door swung open again. Larissa stepped in, holding a small vial between her fingers. “This is Oblivion’s Kiss,” she said. “It’s a special potion powerful enough to make anyone slumber for sixty seconds.” She handed it to me, still hesitant. “Take it. But please be careful.”

She gazed into the water while chanting loudly. “Moonlight, reveal to me secrets hidden, and truths to see. By the power of the moon’s pale glow, lift the veil, let truth flow. Use the ancient magic, hear my call to break the bond, let the secrets fall. Through the reflection of the water, show me the way and pierce through the cloud.”