Blacklion Vodka Novels & Stories

He balanced himself on his toes and still had the watch in a countdown. He patted her head as she was on the floor shaking. “If you didn’t have too may drinks, this would have been slower” he said. “W-what are you talking about?” she asked softly. “Well poison that’s all” he patted her head again and then grabbed on and pulled her up, and put the timer in her face. “The venom of a Redback Spider causes all the symptoms you’re having now, and can kill a human under an hour. You ingested five to six doses and that could accelerate your death” he grinned.

𝐓𝐨𝐩 𝐬𝐢𝐱 𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐞𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬: April Waje: the automobile engineer who recently made a limited edition 𝐏𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐜𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐚𝐲𝐞𝐧𝐧𝐞 that sold billions. Yara Chizaram Williams: The director and owner of 𝐋𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐇𝐨𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐥 and 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐓𝐨𝐛𝐲 𝐀� ��𝐞𝐰𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐣𝐚𝐦𝐞𝐬-𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧.

The liquid inside caught the light in a mesmerizing way, appearing to both absorb and reflect it simultaneously. The swirling liquid seemed almost alive, as if it had a hunger of its own. “Voidroot Elixir,” my mother whispered beside me, her voice tinged with awe and dread in equal measure. I wasn’t surprised she could recognize it, given how good she was at making poison—but this poison was not made by her, but by the pack healer, Luke. It was made from a combination of wolfsbane, crushed moonstones, and ashes of a fallen Alpha. It was forbidden under current werewolf laws due to its soul-shattering effect, a punishment deemed too cruel even for the worst offenders.

Louise said with a smirk. "Those wines, they're all the same even if they're international brands. They just have different alcohol percentages so the effects are different," I said and opened my Smirnoff. We used up two buckets and I got the third. I still didn't get it right so I was surprised when a Black Label arrived at our table. I know this drink and it is quite pricey. We didn't buy something like this because we couldn't afford it. I even asked if there was a gin around because that's not a trend here.

I said coldly and dashed out of the forest to a clubhouse, that was the only place that could help me ease the pain that stung my heart and get myself so I could avenge the death of my mate. "Good day, Sir," the bouncers at the doorstep bowed their heads respectfully and stepped aside, granting me access to the clubhouse. I walked into the clubhouse and bit on my lower lip. I walked to the counter and sat on the chair close to the bartender. "What do you need sir?" He asked with a smile on his face. "Get me a bottle of black devil vodka," I demanded in a cold tone, and he gulped down into nothing. It was an alcoholic drink with one of the highest alcohol content, which was why I demanded it.

he said with a grin. “What are we going to call the other one? Johnny Walker? Bacardi? Jim Bean? How about we just skip brands and go straight for Vodka or whiskey?” Sebestian asked with a chuckle, though he did have to admit, he kind of liked it too. He shook his head when Allen laughed.

“I know what you’re trying to say. Sure. I’ll fulfill your wish, but only if you drain that bottle of wine completely.” Jane looked at the bottle of vodka Susie was holding, her face pale as death. It was Bols Vodka, one of the more well-known brands of vodka around. It had about 40% alcohol. Jane stared at the bottle of vodka, white as a sheet, and opened her mouth to try and say something. The man on the couch was like a hunter playing with the toy he was trampling on. His black eyes were fixed on Jane tauntingly. “My patience has a limit.”

I asked, closing the menu book in my hand and placing it on the table. "Only a few drinks that have a high enough alcohol content can make the werewolf and Leykan feel the 'drunk' effect. Although the feeling of being drunk only lasts for a short period of time," he replied with a sigh and then closed his menu. "In the castle I keep a bottle of special liqueur from Estonia which is quite strong. But strangely last night the bottle just disappeared." His gaze that looks flat but the look in his eyes tells me he already knows who didit. I raised my hand to call the waiter to change the topic of our conversation as soon as possible.

“Do tell?” “Do you see all the vials? Crystal, Ice and even Krokodil?” Kimhan raised his eyebrows. “Not to mention the bottles of Billionaire Vodka and The Eye of the Dragon? Those sell for 4 to 6 million US dollars. Grab them instead.” “Now I know why we are rivals.” P’First laughed, motioning for his men to raid the area, just as Kim asked to do the same. “Wait! No! Please…I can give you the fifty percent profit! I can give you seventy! Please!” Ivan begged, on his hands and knees as he lowered his gun.

And then there's a lone rock glass on the end. First level is a quick shot of Chivas, second was Jim Beam, 3rd was Jameson and then Jack Daniel's going on to Johnnie Walker, Bacardi Black, Silver 1969 Bacardi and the last one of the nine was Absolute Vodka before drinking the dangerous and lethal Firefox--- a mix of blue Curaçao, 151° Bacardi, Tequila, gin, grenadine syrup and orange juice.