Cognac Villain Novels & Stories

"I know what you thought. Sweet-scale. Listen. I am going to say the four sentences again and this time I will not break in the middle. I have been preparing the breath for two weeks. I will not have it again. Listen." He does not look away from me this time. His eyes hold mine the way a father's eyes hold a child's when he is about to say a hard thing he refuses to soften. And he speaks — clearly, slowly, the dead-king register I have not heard since my coronation, when he stood beside me on the dais with his crown already turning grey on his head. "The cup came from my own brother's house. Your uncle Rick poured the poison into the bottle on the third night of the warm-current season. He c

My eyes narrowed as I put a skull next to his name, reminding myself to never trust the piece of shit. The second love interest is Colton Lynn, the third prince of Aquarine. He is an analytical, responsible, and rude person. He acts like this due to the fact he is the youngest compared to his other siblings and he doesn’t want to be taken advantage of. He and the heroine got into an argument after she was falsely accused of stealing a test paper which was set up by Aurelia followers. After realizing she was innocent he decided to make it up to her. Due to many events, they end up getting closer to each other.

My eyes widen as they settle onto to a bottle of Hors d'Age Cognac. “I see that you are eying my bottle of Rémy Martin Louis XIII Time Collection Cognac that was a gift from King Darius Knight. I know what you’re thinking, but for now no. We’ll share that bottle after you kill your father, and when we get King Darius here to celebrate for the next King of the westside packs. For now, we can enjoy my bottle of Spec’s Cask Jack Daniel’s Single Barrel.” I watched King Alexander reach for two glasses as he heads toward his desk.

Her mom sighed because she knew why Violet’s face was like that. “Connor wouldn’t have been the perfect man for you. His brother is far more handsome, richer and also, it is a family tradition. You have to marry Ramon, because – “Save the details, mom. I know why.” Violet replied. The servants all looked shocked as it was her first time to speak, ever since yesterday that it was announced to her about her sudden marriage to Ramon Fridling.

THE VILLIAN Written By: Rosapearl ✍ Synopsis✍ Olivia Smith is Clifford college most popular girl, she is the envy of the girls and a sight for a sore eyes of the guys. she is from a average family. her parent run a restaurant in town. she is beautiful, alluring, intelligent, bold, confident, sexy, gracious and a nerd. she has everyone attention when she walks. Her big glass and back pack always look funny thou. Miller Jill is a jerk, hot guy with a athletic build body, he look like he is in his twenties even in his seventeenth. He love playing around and teasing. He has been Olivia Smith best friend since grade one.

“They're my men, or so I thought” “I call bullshit” His eyes narrowed at my choice of words “They follow your orders, why would they do something like this without you ordering it?” It's true. He's the boss and what he says goes. He may be saying the truth and someone is trying to pull one over him, or he's the one who ordered this. “What do I stand to benefit from selling innocent girls?” He asked dangerously “Money, tons of it” I fire back without missing a beat. He sighed and walked to his refrigerator and pull out a Château Che val Blanc 1947 that cost about US$305,000. He grabbed two wine glasses and filled them up.

一 I don't understand 一 She replied quietly. 一 Yes, you understood. I was listening to all your talk, you are the worst kind of people, I don't know what you want, but here, you won't get it. 一 He said with disgust and then a waiter passed by and on impulse, I grabbed a glass of wine, I didn't even drink. It looked like a scene from a movie, where the villain to intimidate the girl, ends up spilling some liquid on her that makes her run and that's exactly what happened. Wine was spilled on her white dress and an "O" formed in my mouth, it was pure theater.

Within a few seconds, a hot bartender walked up to me. "What may I offer you, Sir?" "Five shots of tequila and two bottles of Hennessy," I ordered for my favorite drinks. She stood there and skimmed my face for a while. I believed she was shocked about my order or seeing me around. "Oh, and a bottle of Viva vodka," I added. 'Viva vodka is the most expensive drink in the club.' "You should be Matt, the billionaire!?" She concluded my order. "You are new here, ay?"

He pulled it out and started drinking it through the jar due to his bad habit. He always drinks juice or his protein shake after coming back to the gym and it has become his habit of drinking it from the jar. "YA ALLAH!" He got startled and choked on the juice as he coughed aggressively. He looked up only to find the back of the woman as she was mumbling something to herself. "Please forgive me, my Lord. Oh, my pure eyes." Harry felt offended at how she was claiming like her pure eyes had dirtied watching him half-naked. He looked at his well-built body and felt proud but the woman is indeed strange.

“I heard only one hundred bottles of these have been made. This seems a bit excessive for a private meeting.” “It’s in hopes that if we have future need of each other, we will remember this time with good feelings.” The side of Red’s mouth quirks up. “I’ll drink it and let you know. Some of these old liquors aren’t drinkable, and I’m not really one to collect things just to have them.” Which is why I brought the cognac instead of a painting. “If it’s not drinkable, I’ll buy you a damned vineyard.” “I’ll hold you to that.” Red gives the signal to his man, who comes forward to gather up the gift.