The Woman With The Cure Novels & Stories

He cocked a brow, and the older man swallowed. "If you have caught the person responsible for It, we will question her until she tells us where she got it from, but apart from that, I don't think there's an antidote that can cure this." The man explained. "But with this herb, she'll be fine, but she'll become weak when she does any vigorous activity." "Is this your new way of making people suffer?" The whisper from the woman on the bed made the King look down immediately. Alpha Ronan, with his dark red eyes stared down at the woman who was trying to open her eyes.

The middle age woman I met inside the house prodded, looking approvingly over my body. The house was a mini clinic and from what I observed so far wasbused for mostly the maids and servants. I took series of test and my body features was being examined and looked at. Right now, she was inspecting my intimate area making my complexion turn red. Wasn't this supposed to happen before I was sold? What if I don't meet whatever ridiculous criteria they may have set? What would happen to me? “Open your mouth lady!” I complied, fixing my gaze on the large mole she had on her upper lips while she inspected my teeth.

" He pointed at me, his face twisted in anger. I could not help but chuckle. Just because he could not earn money, he thought everyone must be as incompetent as him. The reporter turned to me with disdain, thrusting a microphone in my face. "You're Cindy Waters? Extorting a pregnant woman is against the law!" Lisa clutched her belly and said pitifully, "Cindy, I've already moved out. All I want is justice!" I sneered. "Do you think you can slander me without consequence just because the neighborhood has no working surveillance cameras?"

"I have the notebook. I have the blood test results from your recovery. And I have the power of attorney you signed in our marriage contract for 'medical emergencies.'" She straightened her collar and checked her reflection in the glass partition. "Stay in bed, Caspian. Watch the news. I’m about to show the world that the 'Secret Wife' isn't just a trophy. I’m the one who holds the cure—and the one who can take it away." She turned and walked out of the room, her heels clicking a lethal rhythm against the floor. Marcus was waiting at the door. He looked at Jade, then at the wounded man in the bed, and then back at Jade. He bowed his head slightly. "The car is ready, Madam CEO."

“Nothing works. I— I can’t lose her.” I clenched my jaw, my throat tightening. “The cure.” My voice was barely a whisper. “What is it?” The woman exhaled shakily. “It’s rare. Comes from another pack. Only the high-ranked ones have access to it.” Only someone in position like Dexter. The room spun. Only Dexter could save her. But how the fuck was I supposed to ask him for anything? He hated me. He would kill me if he knew what I’d done.

After that, they all started shaking their heads. "No, this is the cure for our children," the man replied arrogantly. "Give it to me, he will not be able to steal it from me!" one of the women yelled, trying to snatch the cure, probably to hide it in her bra so none of us could reach it. The moment she snatched it from the man’s hand, and moved it to her bra, she dropped it. The bottle shattered, making me gasp. The hair on the back of my neck stood up.

Other than Axe, Edward did have full access in this mansion. "What exactly is-" My sentence was interrupted by some rather intriguing conversation. There, a few steps from where I was standing. Axe was towering over me and Edward. Beneath him was a woman in a bound state. The woman sat watching Axe with a pitiable face. Wait a minute, I look like I've seen that face before. Wasn't that woman the doctor who gave me the abortifacient pills? "How come you never realized that I did it because I love you." The woman's legs were seen moving up and down on the shin area of Axe who was just standing still staring at her.

“Even how rich I am, money seems to be useless in battling my illness; my illness is slowly and gradually killing me. One day, my doctor told me that I only have a month to live. I was, of course, sad. As well as my man—my only man that refused to leave my side even though I have only a month to live. As soon as my man went to the front desk to pay for the consultation, a woman approached me. She was beautiful and voluptuous. I thought she was only in her early twenties. She then invited me for a talk. I was skeptical at first but I then nodded as soon as she mentioned that she can help me—that there is a cure for my illness. Of course I didn’t believe her as my doctor said that there is no

“You’re the miracle doctor’s chief apprentice? Please. You have to save her, Gloria.” Lacey stopped and said without turning her head, “This woman’s illness is beyond cure. Even the miracle doctor would not be able to save her if he were alive, let alone me who hasn’t learned even half of his skills.” “But you’re our only hope,” Adrian pleaded. Lacey shook her head. “Go home. The woman can’t be cured. Unless there’s some sort of divine intervention, even the miracle doctor wouldn’t be able to do anything for her.” She then strode into the log cabin.

he said and looked at me, “I mated to a werewolf. I swear this is not one of my little pranks. She has the demo mark of our family.” The woman went silent. “Hmmm,” she finally said. “It’s her. She’s the cure.” My brow rose. Cure? What cure? He scoffed. “How can the cure be a person?” “I didn’t want to tell you because I know how much you hate hearing about yourself and a woman together, but the cure to your disease is your fated mate. The witch saw it.” He looked at me, his face twisted. “What do I do with her?”