Tiny Pink Pills Novels & Stories

One of the men asked. "There’s no hurry. Let's stick around! The Energy Nurturing Pills are gone, but Cynthion Group is selling Beauty Pills, Life-Prolonging Pills, and Nurturing Pills. I need to get some Beauty Pills and Like-Prolonging Pills for my sister and parents," Fane said with a smile.

**Mia's POV** The morning light filtered through the bay windows of my bedroom, casting rainbow prisms across the polished wood of my vanity. I stared at the small army of pill bottles that had appeared there sometime during the night, arranged in neat, clinical rows. Blues, whites, pale pinks, and soft yellows – a rainbow arsenal of chemical intervention. My fingers traced the edge of the nearest bottle. The label bore some long, unpronounceable name, followed by precise instructions in stark black text. Behind it stood at least a dozen more, each with its own schedule, its own promises of healing.

Niu Tianci shook his head and said to Zhou Tian, "I can't do anything about it. The witch Poison in your body is too dangerous. With my strength, it's not enough to remove your Witch Poison." As he spoke, Niu Tianci took out a small pill from his bag. He handed the pill to Zhou Tian and said, "Mr. Zhou, you can take this pill. It should be able to prolong your life." Zhou Tian looked at the pill that Niu Tianci handed over. It was a date-red pill with a strong vanilla smell. He didn't know what medicine it was made of. "Thank you for your kindness, but it doesn't make sense for me to take this pill now, because I have already taken the medicine."

“I’ve thought a bit about how I’d like to go about it. I settled on this being the most fun.” “Fun?” This certainly didn’t feel like fun. Was it erotic? Definitely. Was my curiosity running rampant? Certainly. Was my entire body tingling with excited nervousness. Of course… But this was anything but ‘fun’. “Yep.” He lifted a small pink oval from the package. I recognized what it was by the small bullet shape and the hot pink color. “When did you get that?” “Today. For you.” I parted my lips. Trying to decide on which of the three thousand objections I was going to utter, but before I could, he popped it in me. Using a finger to slide it as far in as he could get it.

Almost at the same time, as I leaned over, I noticed a few pale blue pills spill out of my apron pocket and scatter on the floor, right next to that white pill bottle. Time seemed to freeze.

“Sorry. Dumb question. Okay if that is what you want, no one will know. I promise. Now what are you going to do? How can I help?” “I don’t think I used protection… so…..” “ You need contraceptives? I can help you get some.” “Today?” “In less than an hour.” “Thanks. I will be waiting.” “Be right back.” She left and I waited anxiously. She wasn’t lying. Twenty minutes later she was back. “Here,” she handed me some pills in a small bottle. There was no label. “What is this?” I asked looking at it. “You won’t know the name. I tore it off incase Karen found it. Take one in the morning and evening for three days and you are good.”

It was quiet here, so colourless. Reaching into the pocket of her down parka, she pulled out a small bottle of pills and looked at it. The directions had said to take no more than six tablets a day. There were fifty in the small plastic bottle. Uncapping it, she spilled the red pills into her palm. 5. 6. 8. 10. And half the bottle. Antihistamines were the strongest drugs she could think to buy over the counter. These looked like the red hots her father liked to buy when he took her to the movies.

"Were they the same type of drug they pulled from Adrian's pocket?" "No," I answer her, casting my mind back to when I saw the pills being handed over. "They were blue and white capsules. The ones found in Adrian's pocket were red and white" "Something suspicious is going on." She whispers, looking around to make sure no one is eavesdropping. "I think that you, I, Ed and Adrian need to have a meeting." "I agree," I tell her, pulling out my phone to text Adrian. "Irish Ink after school?"

Then she remembered the pill that he gave him. 'Did I took the right pill?' she asked herself, trying to recall the color of the bottle where she got it. As far as she can remember, she only have two of them. The white one was where the pills to stop any kind of bleeding was put. The other green one was for the painkillers. And it was the green bottle that she took out of her medicine pouch earlier. She couldn't be wrong.