Crystal Head Vodka Onyx Novels & Stories

“I did prepare extra seats and drinks, please come this way.” I go along with him to his private lounge. It was such a beautiful atmosphere, “This is so grandiose.” “The only issue I encountered was the choice of liquor. I wanted to get something that will fit your style perfectly. And you wouldn’t guess what I found.” I’m curious, “What?” “A vodka made in the year 192.” I touch my chest, “That is such an effort for me, Knight. I appreciate it.” He waves his hand, "I'm not taking all the credit. It was a decision I made with my Bram.”

“But I get to pick the poison.” Shrugging, I begin to follow as he sneakily makes his way through the room toward a cabinet in the back where all the alcohol is stored. Once he is inside, I wait until he emerges with a bottle of vodka and some cranberry juice. “Basic,” I giggle. “But it’ll do.” “This is Bacardi 151.” Marty points out as we head back toward our lodgings. “If this doesn’t put hair on your chest, I don’t know what will.”

She shifted a flower vase, bringing out what was hiding behind the flowers. “Grey goose!” I whispered softly, my hands trembling as I collected it from her hand. “This is a fucking vodka, a grey goose vodka. One of the expensive wines in the world, how the hell do you have it?” She grinned widely, smiling from ear to ear, “Alpha Logan's wine Cellar.” The drink left my hand almost too fast but she caught it before it could hit the floor. “Hey.” She glared at me, kissing the vodka like it was the finest thing in the world.

What I want to do is charge her, take her down and rip her hands off for trying to bribe me. “I promise not to lay a hand on you as long as you fucking leave right after.” I growl and she rushes over. My eyes are still foggy, but the more I blink, the better I can make out her face and Onyx pale green skin. Half dose or not, wolfsbane is not something you mess around with. She whips out her vial and the cracks the top off before leaning down and dripping it into Onyx's mouth. “Needle would have been more effective.” I mutter in annoyance, but she shakes her head.

“How are things? Any mate yet?” “Things are good but, sadly, no.” “Awe. I’m sure you’ll find them.” I kept it discreet since he hasn’t come out to everyone yet. “I hope.” he pulled the towel from his shoulder, wiping his hands. “What can I get for you ladies?” “Vodka and cranberry for Peyton, Sex on the Beach for El, and Malibu Bay Breeze for myself.” “Wereliquor or human?” “Really?” I raised a brow, chuckling.

He had to be here. She moved into the kitchen, where at least the lights were on. A tall, elegant bottle of high-quality vodka and two crystal shot glasses. She didn’t even know they made crystal shot glasses, but of course Kade would have one. “Hello?” she called. “Anybody home?” “I’ll be in a moment. Pour yourself a shot.” She walked up to the counter, opening the fresh bottle of vodka. She could feel from the weight of the bottle and the name on the front how much this probably cost.

Glass and cut crystal everywhere, capturing the glow of the city—ahead and below. Beside the lavish, unused kitchen stands a grand minibar, stocked with the most expensive, imported wines, liquor, and spirits. Sebastian chooses a small thirty-year-old bottle of Irish Whiskey, expensive enough to fund a small business, with change leftover. Sebastian pours himself a quarter glass, sipping it with a grunt when it burns his throat. Its crisp flavour and smooth, balmy richness coat his tastebuds, leaving a pleasing buzz on his tongue.

He grinned broadly while giving them a filthy look. Polmos Spirytus rektyfikowany Vodka is known to be one of the strongest liquors in the world, it has 96% alcohol by volume. Ella has no choice but to comply with the mayor's demand. She took the bottle of vodka from the minibar and filled each glass to the brim before she gave it to Edward and Joaquin. She hands them the glasses and says, "Good luck," wishing both of them well. Frederick cheered to them, "Bottoms up, boys," and they all raised their glasses for a toss.

Who gave him the right to look at her that way? "Just give us Ono Champagne Cocktail-" I replied him "Noted!" He said and left immediately writing something down on the note in his band 'I don't take alcohol' Crystal expressed with her hands "Don't let that guy stare at you like that again...." I told her Did I just sound jealous?? 'I can't control the way people stare" she rolled her eyes The guy brought the drink soon enough and placed it on our table "Wait! She doesn't take alcohol, so bring a Virgin Piña Colada for her" I ordered

“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.