Cream Vim Novels & Stories

"You'd be wrong, mag man, because it just so happens there is so a cocktail of that name." He smirked. "Oh, really? What's in it? Hayseed and ninety proof?" "Nope. It's made of vodka, peach schnapps, cranberry juice and orange juice." I smiled triumphantly. "What the hell does any of that have to do with a farm?" I shrugged. "I have no idea. Maybe someone made it up on a farm. Or maybe because it has peaches, cranberries and oranges in it." "That doesn't make any sense." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Have you ever even drunk-you know, Sex on the Farm?"

I will later, but with Braxton, he will be able to explain in more detail about hunters and the supernatural world. Fine, later then. I quietly walked down the stairs to the first floor and found my way to the kitchen after getting lost, temporarily. I opened the fridge and found five bottles of coffee creamer. He had White Chocolate Raspberry, Almond Joy, Almond Roca, Salted Caramel and French Vanilla. I chose the Almond Roca flavored because it was my favorite candy! I headed back upstairs and when I made it to the third floor I nearly knocked Paulette to the floor.

The middle-aged woman seemed to understand Olivia's sign and immediately took the lemonade she had prepared in the refrigerator. Margareth poured lemonade into Andrew's glass. And gave plain water to Olivia's glass. "You also prepared this? It must be very refreshing," said Andrew, who was now gulping down the glass of lemonade just like that. Olivia was now smiling as Margareth poured the lemonade back into Andrew's glass. "Does the drink taste good?" Olivia asked carefully. Andrew just nodded slowly then, the man immediately finished the rest of the meatloaf that was on the plate.

I asked and Dominic's head snapped in my direction as he raised an eyebrow. "You want a cocktail?" "Y-yeah," I said and he narrowed his eyes at me. "Have you ever drank alcohol before?" Dominic asked and I blushed which caused him to chuckle. "I'll make you a light one. I hope you like Captain and Vernors. It's my favorite! It tastes like cream soda." He said as he sat the glass down in front of me. I picked the glass up and gave it a swirl before sniffing it. I scrunch my nose at the bitter smell that lingered underneath the sweetness of the Vernors.

Maya's phone buzzed at 9 AM with a name she'd been dreading. Vanessa. *Hey babe! Coffee today? I miss my bestie! ❤️* Three exclamation points and a heart emoji. Vanessa always wielded punctuation like weapons—enthusiastic on the surface, calculated underneath. In her previous life, Maya would have rushed to meet her, oblivious to the viper behind the smile. This Maya knew better. *Sure. Park Avenue café? 2 PM?*

Sam Style Ramos is an introvert person that captivated the heart of his ultimate avid fan. Sam’s grandmother is gravely ill , devoting himself and all of his effort to make her live longer even at the midst of Covid-19. By the help of the CAM application CEO, it opens a new opportunity for him. Mike as an avid fan helps Sam from his hardship and suicidal thoughts. The application makes sure Sam is the hottest streamer. By that time, he learned to strip off and entered the gay life which Mike Aquino Bautista tremendously waiting for. Thus, the application and heartbreak that damaged his entire life, will it give way for his heart to accept Mike without any hesitations?

* The maid arrived at Crimson's room and saw her writing somethings on a paper. "Your highness, your juice is here." The maid answered. "Oh, thank you, you can go, if I need something I will let you know." Crimson said, the maid bowed and left. Crimson took a sip of the juice and lick her lips. "This really taste great." She said and drank more and more until she drank it all, she kept the glass cup and returned to her work but she couldn't see well, she started seeing double double. "What is...is wrong with me?" She asked herself and rubbed her eyes, nothing changed, her head gets heavy.

Williamson asked. “Red volcano. It’s fruit punch with Malibu rum, pineapple, and liquid nitrogen,” she answered. “It’s $5.00 until midnight, then it goes up to $7.50.” “I don’t know what liquid nitrogen is, honey, but I don’t think I want any of that. Just bring me whatever beer you got on tap,” Williamson said. “Same here,” Matt said quickly. He has only seen Becky a couple of times. He hoped she didn’t recognize him.

She might have to send them home soon. Akari and Nikolai finished every evening with a nightcap before bed. Niko called the drink a Saffron, saying it was because of the color, a kind of orangey gold. It was made by mixing three different liqueurs, and was extremely potent. Nikolai said it was his favorite drink and he liked one before bed each night. Akari had begun drinking a small glass with him since it helped him relax. On one memorable occasion, Nikolai had dribbled some all over her body, paying special attention to her crease, and licked it off her until she begged for mercy.

On the way we hit traffic, while Gregory and Lanna were quite relaxed me and Acre were on edge, Acre was so bad his hand was on the door handle "Calm down guys it wont be long" Gregory said looking in the rearview mirror. As soon as the car stopped me and Acre lept out of the car ready to tear apart anyone who so much as looked at our mates wrong but as soon as I took a deep breath the sweet scent of the sun,sea,sand and icecream hits me causing me to stop in my tracks and from the looks of things Acre has caught the scent of his mate too.