All Chapters of The return of the Divine supreme : Chapter 11
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Chapter eleven
Without wasting anymore time Jeremy stepped out of the car the moment it pulled to a stop, his shoes hitting the pavement with purpose. The driver had brought him exactly where he needed to be. The building ahead wasn't much to look at, just another warehouse tucked between two larger structures, the kind of place people passed without a second glance. Jeremy pushed through the heavy metal door, and the smell of dried plants and earth hit him right away, mixing with something sharper he couldn't quite place.Oliver was already waiting near the entrance, and the second he spotted Jeremy, his head dipped down in a respectful bow. His hands were clasped in front of him, and there was relief written all over his face.“Everything's been prepared, just like you requested yesterday evening,” Oliver said, lifting his head but keeping his eyes lowered. “But sir, there's still that one herb we're missing. I've sent people out looking, but so far—”“No problem about that,” Jeremy cut in, wavin
Chapter Twelve
Without wasting another second, Jeremy moved to the table where all the herbs had been laid out. His hands worked with practiced precision, arranging each bundle and dried leaf in perfect order around the altar. Every plant had its place, every root and flower positioned exactly where it needed to be according to patterns he'd memorized years ago but hoped he'd never have to use again.Oliver stepped back, giving him space to work. The room fell silent except for the soft crackling of the candles and Jeremy's controlled breathing as he placed the final herb—a twisted black root that seemed to absorb the flickering light around it at the head of the altar near his daughter's still form.Jeremy straightened up, rolling his shoulders back as he prepared himself for what came next. His eyes closed for a brief moment, and when they opened again, something had shifted in his expression. The desperate father was still there, but now there was something else too—something ancient and powerful
chapter thirteen
The moment every single herb fused together and turned that deep, blood red, Oliver felt his breath catch in his throat. His eyes went wide, pupils dilating as he stared at the glowing mass suspended in the air above the altar. His mouth fell open slightly, and for several seconds, he couldn't move, couldn't think, couldn't do anything except watch the impossible thing happening right in front of him.The red glow pulsed like a living heartbeat, casting everything in the room in shades of scarlet and shadow. It was beautiful and terrifying all at once, the kind of thing that made instincts scream at anyone to run even while your curiosity kept you rooted in place.Oliver had been studying this craft for over fifteen years now. He'd started as a young man barely out of his teens, learning from masters who'd spent their entire lives perfecting the art of herb refinement and spiritual medicine. He'd watched countless demonstrations, assisted in hundreds of preparations, and had even crea
Chapter fourteen
Without wasting another moment, Jeremy reached up toward the floating crimson mass that pulsed above his daughter's still form. The red pill had finished its transformation, glowing with that impossible deep color that seemed to hold life itself within its core. His hands, still crackling with traces of blue energy, carefully guided the refined medicine downward until it settled into his palm.The heat from the pill surprised him—not burning, but warm like it had absorbed all the life force from the herbs and concentrated it into this single, perfect creation. Jeremy moved quickly to the side table where Oliver had placed several small glass bottles, each one no bigger than his thumb. The pill began to separate on its own as he held it over the first bottle, breaking apart into exactly three equal pieces, each one glowing with the same intense red light as the original.Three pills. Three chances to save his daughter's life.Jeremy capped the bottles carefully, his hands steady despit
Chapter Fifteen
At that moment the weight of what might be happening crashed down on Jeremy all at once, and his carefully maintained control finally cracked. His shoulders began to shake, and when he spoke, his voice came out broken and raw, like the words were being torn from somewhere deep in his chest.“God,” he whispered, pressing his palms against the cold stone of the altar on either side of his daughter's motionless form. “Just imagine if I'd been fast enough. If I'd been quick enough, maybe none of this would have happened.” His voice grew louder, more desperate with each word. “Just imagine—I'm losing her. I'm actually losing her.”Jeremy reached out with trembling hands, cupping his daughter's face between his palms. Her skin felt like ice beneath his touch, and that waxy pallor seemed to be spreading further across her features. The sight of her lying there so still, so lifeless, made something inside him break completely.“Wake up,” he said, his voice cracking as he leaned over her. “Mi
Chapter sixteen
At that moment, upon hearing what Oliver just said, Jeremy didn't even raise his head. He kept his eyes fixed on Mia's forehead, his arms wrapped around her small, cold body as he pulled her closer to his chest. The pain radiating through him felt like it was tearing him apart from the inside, and the last thing he wanted was someone trying to make him feel better about the biggest failure of his life.“I don't want anybody to console me,” Jeremy said, his voice flat and dead in a way that made Oliver take a step back. “Don't tell me sorry. Don't give me your sympathy.” His grip tightened on Mia, and when he continued speaking, there was a bitter edge to his words that cut through the air like a blade. “I'm the cause of all this. Me. I disappointed her. I failed Mia when she needed me most, and I don't want anybody to stand here and try to tell me it's okay, because it's not okay. This is my failure, and mine alone.”The candles flickered around them, shadows dancing across the wall
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Immediately Jeremy turned his attention back to Mia, brushing strands of hair away from her face as color continued to return to her cheeks. Her breathing was getting deeper, more regular, and he could see the faintest flutter of movement behind her closed eyelids. She was coming back to him, really and truly coming back.“Yes, yes, thank God,” he continued, his voice growing stronger with each word. He leaned down close to her ear, speaking softly but with fierce determination. “I'm going to make sure nothing ever happens to you anymore, Mia. You are my life, do you hear me? My whole world.” His hand smoothed over her forehead, and he pressed a gentle kiss to her temple. “I'm going to protect you from now on. I'm going to provide everything you could ever need or want. I'm going to make sure that nothing—not even a scratch—actually touches you ever again.”Oliver stood watching from beside the altar, his own eyes wet with tears as he witnessed the miracle unfolding in front of him.
Chapter Eighteen
Immediately Jeremy's jaw tightened as he considered what still lay ahead. Mia hadn't gotten herself fully back yet. Her body was functioning now, her heart was beating and her lungs were working, but the underlying sickness that had caused all this was still there, lurking beneath the surface like a poison that hadn't been fully cleansed from her system. Without proper treatment, without the right medicine, she could relapse. She could get worse. She could end up right back on this altar, and next time even the red pills might not be enough to save her.What she needed for a complete cure wasn't something he could create in this warehouse. It required herbs that were almost impossible to find, plants that grew in only the most remote and dangerous places in the world. The king of herbs, as they were called in the old texts—legendary medicines that most practitioners spent their entire lives searching for without ever laying eyes on a single leaf.Jeremy had seen them before, years ag
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Oliver nodded immediately, his mind already racing through the contacts he'd need to reach out to, the markets he'd have to visit, the favors he'd need to call in. Getting this quantity of rare herbs wouldn't be easy, especially some of the more exotic ones they'd used tonight. But before he could voice any of those concerns, Jeremy spoke again.“If money is the issue, then let me make this clear—money is not a problem,”Jeremy stated firmly. His jaw was set in a way that told Olivier this wasn't up for debate. “Whenever you need funding for procurement, you call me. Doesn't matter the time, doesn't matter the amount. You need it, you get it.” He paused, making sure Oliver was really hearing him. “For now, for the time being, ten million dollars will be transferred to your account. That should be enough to get things started and establish the supply lines we're going to need.”Immediately Oliver felt his breath catch in his throat. Ten million dollars. Just like that, spoken as cas
Chapter Twenty
Immediately, without wasting another second, his crisp voice came through the phone, carrying the efficiency and professionalism that Jeremy had come to rely on over the years.“Yes, sir,” he said, and Jeremy could hear the satisfaction in his tone that came from a job well done. “I've taken care of everything you asked me to handle. The name you provided has been dealt with completely—all loose ends tied up, just as you specified.” There was a brief pause as he seemed to be checking notes or documents on his end. “And the mansion you requested at Diamond Estate has also been secured. Everything is in order, sir. The property has been fully prepared and staffed according to your specifications.”Jeremy felt a weight lift from his shoulders that he hadn't even realized he'd been carrying. he never failed to deliver, but given everything that had happened tonight, Jeremy had needed to hear those exact words. Having a secure location ready, somewhere he could take Mia while she recovere