Anime Juice Novels & Stories

“I mean, you just chugged a cup of chill juice,” He looked at the juice in his hand and gave another option. “If you don’t like Mango flavor, I can get you orange flavor. If it's your favorite.” He said and instantly stood on his feet. Cohen grabbed his hand. “It’s fine, Bastian. I also didn't realize I needed something to chill until I held the juice in my hand,” he explained. “I just needed it to cool my head.” “And is it cool now?” Bastian asked.

Anita's heart started to beat as she looked back at her juice, then she looked back at Scarlet and stood up to face her. "What did you put in my drink?" She demanded, her brow furrowed as she put her hand on her waist, supporting herself. Scarlet let out an annoying laugh that made Anita feel like giving her a hard punch in the face. "Why are you pretending to be a saint, Anita? We all drink alcohol, don't we? I only added a little bit of stuff, you know; there is no need to pretend; just enjoy it." She burst out laughing again. "What?" Anita exclaimed inaudibly, her voice sounding through the club.

As I signed, I shot him a sweet little look and let out a giggle, swallowing hard to suppress my excitement while popping a slice of fresh fruit and some toast into my mouth. "Sooo..." I mumbled toward him, cheeks puffed out, trying to execute my innocence algorithm while chewing. Right at that moment, I bit into a juicy cherry from my plate, and all hell broke loose. The instant I crushed it, a dense splash of dark red juice literally cascaded right down my chest!

A fucking pretend Goddess? I need a drink. Heading to the small bar in the corner of my office, I pour myself a glass of bourbon and knock it back, feeling the burn all the way down. It doesn’t make me feel any better, but at least it’s something. I refill the glass and lean against the bar, staring into the amber liquid as my mind races.

“Please angel, you need to drink some to keep hydrated.” I nod not wanting to argue. Too weak to argue and fight back and tell him I can’t taste shit and it doesn’t even taste like juice anymore. I gulp the remainder down struggling to swallow. He takes the glass from me and places it down. My head starts spinning. What the hell is wrong with me? He pulls me closer and my body heats up and my mind goes all fuzzy and bubbly. What the hell was in that juice? “Is that better?” “I feel a little dizzy.”

“Tiria, what happened was...” Renata took some time to calm down before she regained her voice. “Don’t you dislike sour drinks? That glass of apple juice was too sour, so I added some sugar to it, yes! The bag of ingredients that I added to the apple juice contained white sugar!“

And before I had to back off so I didn't screw over my very best friend and her kid. Fuck, my life is whacked right now. "I appreciate you being forthcoming, but it's not gonna happen tonight. You're wasting your time sitting next to me." The bartender approaches, and she says, "Um… rum and Coke, please." I lift an eyebrow at her. "What? You thought I was gonna go for something suggestive like Sex on the Beach or a Buttery Nipple? I'm not that kind of girl. I've been around a long time, but I'm not desperate like a lot of the girls here."

She can clearly see that the girl was flirting with him and laughing and he was smiling as well. And that was making Shayari very much furious She gulped down the juice in one breath. She has never drank alcohol nor is she interested in drinking. So juice is the only option she got. She kept the empty glass aside and decided to take another one. She is burning from inside and she herself doesn't know why so she decided to drink a little bit more juice. This time she took pomegranate juice and sipped it but her eyes were on Aarhan and Serena.

When Sebastião said this, he withdrew his hand from hers and smiled as he left, and the reception room suddenly fell silent again, with only Alice and Amora staring wide-eyed at each other. "You, go fetch me a glass of juice, I want something refreshing." Amora saw Alice standing beside her and looking at her that way. "Sorry, we don't have juice here." Alice replied expressionlessly. "No juice? Why is there no such thing?" Amora looked at her with an exaggerated expression. "Or are you too lazy to squeeze it?" "Mr. Armani never drinks juice, so the tea room is not equipped with a juicer." Alice said. "Then go out and buy it!" Amora said.

**[Flashback continued from the last chapter]** "What are these?" Ansh was a good boy and had never touched alcohol in his life, but that didn’t mean he didn’t know what kind of drinks they were. "This is an apple martini," Abhimanyu said, pointing at the green-colored drink. Ansh blinked as he stared at the colorful drinks, which were shining in the crystal glasses like the moon among the stars. "This one is a mojito and a cosmopolitan," Ariv said, and everyone snapped their heads at him because of the knowledge he shared with his elder brothers.