All quiet and friendless high school student Drey White wants is to create a formula that will give him the confidence to talk to a guy. With the encouragement of Artemas Ward, his favorite teacher, Drey thinks he’s succeeded.<br><br>The opportunity to test it arrives when he’s invited by the cool kids to their party. After mixing the powder with his beer, he barely has time for a sip before another teen grabs the bottle and drinks. Drey is unsure if the potion will work, but then he’s kissed by the guy. Pleased, Drey retrieves the bottle and drinks the remainder himself, only to find it gives him a case of the giggles.<br><br>Now an adult, the effects of Love Potion #9 still reverberate through Drey’s life. Will things ever return to normal? And what will Artemas, now his friend -- and hopefully more -- think when he discovers what Drey has created?

Love Potion #9

“Love you, more.” I caught up my keys and helmet and headed out the door.


I looked from the address on the paper Judy had given me to the mansion set back from the road. The Moore’s house, a sprawling colonial on an even more sprawling lot on a cul-de-sac, was on the wealthy side of town. Cars—Mercedes, Porsches, BMWs, Jaguars—were lined up at the curb and in the driveway, and it was fortunate my moped was so compact. I found a small space where it fit perfectly, then turned off the engine, removed my helmet, and stowed it in the carrier behind the saddle.


The house was lit up, and the sound of a throbbing bass emanated from the open windows. No neighbors were close enough to be disturbed, but it wouldn’t have mattered if they were. Judy’s father knew the police commissioner and played poker weekly with the mayor.


Chapter 4