Book A Bartender Novels & Stories

Joshua and Theodore both sat at the counter of the bar to have drinks. "What would you like to order, sir?" A male bartender reached out to them. Joshua and Theodore both were surprised to see such a handsome bartender. "I would like to have a martini, please," Joshua said to the boy, "And Theo? Do you want to have anything?" Joshua asked Theodore. "Huh? Me? Oh, I would just like to have a glass of beer," Theodore replied. The bartender wrote down their order and went to get their drinks. "Where were you so lost, my soulmate? That guy was hot, wasn't he? It feels like I've seen him somewhere before. That tattoo on his arm is chef's kiss," Joshua was fantasizing about the guy.

The bartender walks over and says, “What can I get you?” I usually only get a soda, as I always need to keep my head and keep Randall’s image intact. I go to answer him but the other bartender comes over and says, “I’ll take care of this one…” He nods to her as she then stands in front of me and says, “So, what, you drinking tonight?” “Um… I’m not sure… Maybe a… I don’t know. What do you suggest?” “Depends on what you are looking to get out of the night?”

Running my fingers down my hair, I open the door and enter this club. Holy fucking shit. I look around the club and it's a strip club. A perfect place to get wasted and get fucked probably. I go to the bar, planting my ass on one of the bar stools as I smile seductively at the bartender. He hurries to my attention. " Hi, beautiful. How can I help you?" I notice the slight Italian accent as he smirks at me. The bartender is kinda hot and really cute too. " Something really strong. I need your best liquor. You really gotta surprise me." I tell him. He nods and smiles as he starts mixing the drink.

I walked slowly towards the direction and drew closer to the club. I walked into the club, the music pulling me in, but to my surprise, the whole club was empty. Only a group of men sat in a corner, laughing and gambling. I staggered to the bartender, sitting on the stool as I leaned forward with my elbows on top of the counter. “What can I get you, miss?” The bartender asked, smiling. "Campari and soda." I moaned, digging my fingers into my hair. “With or without ice?" He questioned, turning to prepare my drink.

He looked at us then let out a light hearted laugh, "alright, I know exactly what to give you both." I had an awkward smile plastered on my lips while the bartender did his magic. “So,” the bartender said, voice smooth, unhurried, eyes flicking deliberately to Addison, “you wanted something special.” I tilted her head with a flirty look, “something strong.” Lovina sighed quietly, “in short, irresponsible.” The bartender’s mouth curved. “I was already planning on it.” He reached for a low crystal mixing glass and set it down between them, as though placing it on a stage. Ice followed, each cube deliberate, sharp, cracking the silence. He poured a clear spirit first, slow and steady, the bottl

I'm not interested in the event and hunting anymore. I walked towards the bar and sat on the chair right in front of the bartender. "Strong one please" I said and he nodded. My phone rang and it's Danny. "I'm at the bar beside the venue." "Why are you at the bar?" "Just come here.." I said and ended the call. The bartender put the alcohol in front of me. I sipped it and drank it in one shot. I asked the bartender to make one for me again. "What are you doing here?"

A bartender in a tux approached me, his expression revealing irritation as he looked me up and down, clearly unimpressed by my appearance. “What can I get for you?” he asked, his voice flat and uninviting. “I’ll have a bottled water,” I said, my eyes drifting to the wooden board behind him that displayed the menu. “And a hamburger,” I added, hoping to satisfy my growling stomach. He nodded and walked away, leaving me to absorb the vibrant atmosphere around me.

I walked up to the bartender and requested a mango cocktail. “Here you go” The bartender said, tossing me a glass. "A generous tip for you," I stated, passing a dollar bill. Noticing how excited he was, I decided to use it to my advantage. “Can I ask you a question buddy” I said. “Sure man, what's up?” “By chance, have you seen Rickard in the bar today?” I asked. He hesitated for a while before responding. “He should be here any moment from now”

Amber and Samantha are heading to the bathroom and Heather is finding us a table. “Hey Luna! What can I get you tonight?” The bartender is a pack member and also Heather’s older brother. “Hey Jared! I’ll get the usual for me and the girls, add one more for Samantha. Oh, please don’t call me Luna in here. We don’t want any issues with the humans.” “You got it Ellie! Coming up!”

Outside of the bartender, I didn’t see anyone else but there was also a room off to the left side of the bar. Walking up the bartender, I smiled and looked at the array of alcohols or right now, my liquid courage. “Can I get an old fashioned?” He raised his eyebrow. “Got your ID kid?” I blushed as I pulled out my card, handing it to him. He looked it over and nodded. “Bourbon or whiskey?” “Whiskey please.” He grunted and stared to move behind the bar. I looked down to the left and saw Charles playing in the far back table. My hands started to shake.