Xchange Pill Novels & Stories

LUKE’S P.O.V She stares at the small sealed bag in my palm. Two tiny white pills sit inside. Her jaw drops in shock. I press a finger to her lips, forcing her to close them again. “Before you say anything,” I start to say. “They’re clean. I wouldn’t give you anything sketchy.” “Xanax?” She whispers, even though I know she’s smart enough to know the answer. I nod once. “Well… generic alprazolam. Same thing.”

“Now. Take your medicine.” Jaxon stared at the pill, his lips trembling. “But Mama… the drugs make me sick.” His voice was almost pleading, innocent. Lilith’s eyes snapped to him like whiplash. “What did you say to me?” The glare alone was enough to make his chest tighten. He quickly shook his head, tears pricking his eyes. “N-nothing.” “Then swallow it.” With trembling fingers, he slipped the pill into his mouth, grimacing as he swallowed it down with the water. His throat burned with the bitterness, and he coughed lightly when it slid down.

Right now, I have big bosses coming from Cuba, and Guam ready to pick up their package. Yes. Package. A heavy one full of a newly-produced drug called Xtaxxi, created from my very own hired chemists. A gram of this powder was worth twenty-five thousand Euros. It could cause immediate hallucinations after inhaling. Sends the person into overdrive and high for a couple of days. Pretty much like the common narcotic drugs, but much much more liberating and with few to almost no side effects. It’s very addictive so to speak. That’s how power-packed the product is.

Thinking of this, Emma swallowed unconsciously and said, "What the hell do you want to do Yuri looked at all the panic in her eyes, then at her instinctive hand that protected her stomach, and a moment of cunning flashed beneath her eyes. I heard that at the recent Xingque auction, the Qin family snatched a specialized medicine for the nervous system. Unfortunately, even if it is a specific medicine, it is not suitable for your current situation She spoke lightly and took out a small ceramic bottle from her bag. "What suits you is this, an abortion pill Upon hearing this, Emma's gaze remained fixed on the small ceramic bottle in her hand like cowhide cream, unable to move her eyes.

Jaxon was slightly baffled by his confidence. "You've already witnessed the power of the Motherwort Pill! The most powerful pills in Cynthion Group for the moment are the Sun Pills and Motherwort Pills. The Motherwort Pills enhance the power of martial artists who possess dark energy or train with dark methods. The Sun Pills enhance the power of martial artists who possess light energy or train with light methods. If it's okay with you, I can offer three Sun Pills, money, and other pills like Premium Energy Nurturing Pills in exchange for the Rainbow Flower," Leon explained.

It seemed to pierce deep into his bones, even touching the depths of his soul. "Mr. Moore, we're ready to begin." "Good!" Ewan took out the GeneX Pill. Handing it to Gideon, he said solemnly, "Swallow it. Make sure you endure it. I'm looking forward to your transformation!" "Let's hope I don't turn into some kind of freak." Gideon snorted and swallowed the GeneX Pill in one gulp. He could feel it clearly. The pill slid down his throat, through his intestines, and finally settled in his stomach.

There’s nothing quite as frustrating as an unexpected disruption. No, scratch that. There’s nothing worse than an easily avoidable unexpected disruption. Like the one that's currently turning my Friday morning upside down. I find myself staring at my inbox, rereading the email subject line with escalating disbelief. “URGENT: Temporary Housing Adjustment – Unit Swap Confirmation” This can’t be real. It seems like a poorly executed, immensely unfunny prank. Because there’s absolutely no way that I, a fully capable, somewhat organized adult, would inadvertently swap apartments with someone else.

I clapped my hands happily, “what a great timing!” I walked over, watching him fall back on his ass again, his eyes rolling back in his head as he tried to keep his composure. I leaned down to come face to face with him, and then whispered, “Do you know what that pill does?” without waiting for his answer, I continued quietly, “first it will make you paralyzed, just like you are right now. Then you will wake up tomorrow morning, alive, breathing, but having no energy in your body to move. But you will drag your body, a day… three days… six days… and then on the seventh day, you will drop dead like a sack of shit that you are.”

She reached into the pocket of her blue apron and pulled out a small plastic bottle. "These are mine," she whispered, tipping two small white pills into her hand. "It's Xanax. It's for bad panic and stress. It will knock you out flat, but you have to promise me you'll drink water and rest." "I promise," I rasped out. I took the two little pills from her hand. I didn't even use a glass of water. I put them straight into my mouth and swallowed them dry, my throat burning as they went down.

When it was time and we arrived at the place for the exchange, we parked the car beneath the abandoned building. Knowing we might be under constant surveillance, we dared not make any reckless moves. All we could do was repeatedly instruct Mom on what to do. She, in her muddled state, couldn't understand. She kept flashing a silly smile at me. Hope was on the verge of a breakdown, her fingers digging into Mom's shoulders as she barked, her eyes bloodshot. "When you go into that building, hand the money to the man with Melody. Do you hear me?" Mom didn't even flinch from the pain; she only looked at Hope in confusion.