Novel & Cerita You Are My Remedy

she hugged me I hugged her back I made a small book regarding a disorder and remedies along with recipes I made a chart in what time which remedy to take in whole day I dont know whether this solves or not but maybe this can help him let's try because trying is not a crime so I will try I kept the chart and everything in my bag, this timtim is pulling all so I need to hide them away from him after dinner I went back to room and slept peacefully while listening to mom's lullaby it is the best peaceful sound in the world

Sitting at her table, Rayan felt a comfort he hadn’t felt in a long time. After they ate, she saw his bruises and took him outside to her garden. The rain had slowed, and the garden looked magical under the moonlight. There were all kinds of plants and flowers, but one plant stood out. Its leaves were dark green with a shine, almost silver. “What’s this plant called, Grandma?” Rayan had asked. She smiled and crushed a few leaves in her hands, letting the smell rise into the air. “This is called the Miraculous Remedy. It’s been in my family for generations. It can heal many wounds, but not many people know about it.”

"You — please — I belong to you—" "And will you let anyone else touch you?" "No." She shook her head desperately. "No, Damien. Never. I won't — I promise — please—" "Who," he said softly, his lips brushing her jaw, "is the only one who gets to have you?" "You." The word came out like a prayer. "Only you. You and no one else — Damien—" The vibrator roared back to life. His fingers began to move. Hard. Deep. Relentless. His pace climbed and she stopped forming words entirely — there was nothing left but sensation and his name and the headboard rattling above her and the coil inside her pulling so tight she couldn't breathe—

This hybrid doesn't know how to leave me alone. “Why are you wasting your time on me? I’m broken, dying, and possibly addicted to Wolfnip. You will not gain anything from me. I’m not special. And also I’m not a match for you,” I replied and forced myself to stand up. “Yes, you may heal me but in the end? You're just going to find your pair. I don’t want to feel the same shit all over again. So, please. Let me die in peace,” I added and started to walk away despite the protest of my aching body. Zeus didn’t say anything.

Juste also tenderly smiled, but she wasn’t able to see it as her chin was hooked on the back of his shoulder. After an hour or so, Maxill recited to them of the whole stanza of the cure: "Roots of red, drool of flesh, tall as pillar, Stem of brown, crown of thorns, revealed on pyre, Leaves of green, thick of water, at one's behest Petals of white, rise of giants, at peaceful rest Seed of black, depths of earth, one in all." “It’s called the Remedium,” Juste answered Maxill. “It was said to turn a fellhound into an untainted witborn.”

Bring a towel and your courage } I smiled despite myself, typing back. { I'll bring the courage if you bring the sanity } His response came quickly. {no promises, Sunny. Someone has to be the bad influence } I set down my phone and pulled out my medication organizer, counting pills with practiced efficiency. The ritual was so familiar now that I barely thought about it, antibiotics, enzymes, supplements, all designed to keep my faulty body functioning despite itself.

Logan held Beth's hand, "There's Alex and Alicia, I'll go to Arsen first.. ask about a friend who can help... okay?" Beth nodded in agreement. “Hello Doc… can we talk?” Arsen's face is different from usual, yesterday his face was shining and he looked happy, now he looks gloomy. Logan knows why..because of the heart-warming news from Alex and Alicia earlier, Arsen must be in a broken heart right now. "Oh..okay?" “About your friend who can help me…” “Ah yes… her name is Remedy, she lives not far from here, later after I finish my assignment… I'll call her. She seems to be able to help you…yes I'm sure…”

“ cure Sharma to my sleeplessness.” the Sharma pretended to be in deep thoughts and then proceeded with “ I cannot help you ” at this point he lost it . “ what do you mean you can't help me, give me herbs to make me sleep. you helped me the first time “ the Sharma pretended to be confused. “ did I? I cannot remember ” “ you did ! I want you to make the herbs again for me. ” “ what is it that makes you unable to sleep? ” the Sharma asked even though he has asked this question a hundred times before.

Remi ask standing in front of me purposely obstructing my view " none of your business and get out of my face " I mutter. He walks off thank goodness but to the TV. he puts it off standing in front of it " where were you at?? coming back home at ten in the night?? " " Remi do not get on my nerves. and mind you I am not your baby that you can control around or anything so please get lost " I try not to yell. I continue stuffing my face with the cream hoping he'll leave when he gets tired. he doesn't instead he snatches it away from me. when I tried to get it back he throws it away " the fuck " I push at his chest

I hated how much influence he had on me, I hated how much control he had over my body and mind. “It’s not poison, it’s a remedy.” I snapped at him. “Running away from your problems doesn't make them go away. When you come down from your high, they’ll still be there waiting for you. It’s like using a bandage to hold broken glass, it will break eventually.” He replied calmly. His calm demeanour pissed me off even more. How can he be so unruffled when his heat and presence were wreaking havoc on my senses. His scent surrounded me and clogged my airways, dark, musky, spicy, irresistible.