Things Dr Bright Novels & Stories

I sat alone with the counter-agent vial on my desk and the deployment document in my drawer and the weight of tomorrow sitting on everything. *Adrian's Pov* Drake had forty three doses at four fifteen in the morning.He brought them to the compound in the small case Elle had sent through Astra, moving through the pre-dawn streets with the particular unhurried purpose that had kept him invisible for three years. He set the case on the table in front of me without ceremony.I opened it.Forty three vials. Clear, precisely filled, sealed.

Kat appeared disappointed and pressed, "Well, when will he recover?" "When…" Kali stammered, when Frank strode up. He picked up the pack of medicine she kept beside her seat, exposing her lies right then, "These Draconian traditional medicines are supplements that reinvigorate and stimulate red blood cell production. Hardly cold medicine." "What?!" The woman paled when she realized that Frank was a specialist and promptly threw up her hands defensively. "No, please… These are for me, I'm getting sick, so—" "You don't have to explain yourself."

she said, clearly excited. I was glad she was taking this break. It had been a long week for all of us. Grace worked in the procurement department, and I knew for a fact that I had placed a large number of orders that week to keep the mall project moving forward. "Coffee is life. Give me some, please," I said as I sat across from her, already reaching for a mug. The first sip is always heaven. "So what's on the itinerary?" she asked. "Just follow my lead," I replied with a small smile.

♠️ ETHAN ♠️ The warehouse smelled like rust and damp concrete, old oil, and now, the sharp tang of blood. We’d dragged Brandon to one of Dre’s safe spots on the outskirts of the city—a forgotten industrial shell where screams didn’t echo far. He was tied to a metal chair in the center, wrists raw from the zip ties, head lolling from the punch I’d given him earlier. Dre flipped on the single hanging bulb, casting harsh shadows across Brandon’s face. He stirred, groaning, eyes fluttering open to the nightmare.

Why would he do that? DRD... is a bad part of the medicinal industry which I hate. That and narcotics. DRD stops your inhibitions. You won't be able to resist anything. That's why bad people use it to rape girls... they mix it in drinks and then girls can't resist them or fight them. They become more compliant... and once the effect ends girls don't remember what happened during that time at all.

His fingers tightened around the armrest, the cracks deepening. Drake sighed. He pulled a row of medication from the medical kit, poured warm water, and placed both respectfully into Dominic's hands. The glass was smooth and cool against his boss's fingers. Dominic took them by feel and swallowed the pills with the water. The tablets scraped against his dry throat, bitter and chalky. He knew his own condition. He wasn't blind to it.

Anthony called his assistant, contacted another doctor, and had Indya’s corneas removed. He couldn’t hear Indya’s heart-wrenching screams, nor could he see her plead for mercy. "Only this counts as the fall of a star," he muttered. He stood in front of Indya, holding her eyeballs. His smile was chilling. Anthony didn’t intend to let Indya off that easily. He took a bottle of sulfuric acid and poured it onto her wound. He looked down at her, watching her scream and struggle in pain, but his mind was filled only with thoughts of me, staring into the distance.

Andrew spoke with ease and confidence. "To be honest with you all, the Vitality Pill and Titan Essence Pill are hot commodities around Jayrodale. "From what I know, both miracle supplements came from a medical institute called Moonlit Apothecary. Ever since they hit the market, they've exploded in popularity, and it's no surprise a lot of people have been trying to get their hands on them. "Hidden Dragons was the first to make a move, and as for the capital, those shameless Wrights were the quickest to act—but from the looks of it, they walked away empty-handed."

Ash responded gritting his teeth. I watched in horror as Dru was dragged out of his cell, his entire body was covered in cuts and bruises, his breathing was shallow. Matilda waved her hands over Dru, casting a spell on him that would expel the venomous gold from his body and his healing to increase. She also healed the majority of his wounds, causing me to let out a sigh of relief, my brother would be okay. We were alive and we would live to see another day.

This man, who was once my adversary, had unexpectedly become my mate. In a shadowy alley, a figure cloaked in dark blue stood silently, clutching a white bag filled with a potent drug known as Drain. This substance, aptly named, would gradually drive a person to madness with continuous use. Like many drugs, it offered a euphoric escape, only to slowly destroy the user. It was a means to eliminate an entire pack of consumers, leaving even the wolves vulnerable to its effects.