Deku Punch Novels & Stories

Edeline He snapped back to the present, looking at me with a soft chuckle. "Oh, that’s a mix of Jägermeister, coconut rum, and pineapple juice. Not a lot of bartenders know it, but it’s good—better than it sounds, I promise. You can have it as a shot or a drink. It might sound weird, but trust me, it’s surprisingly tasty. Don’t worry, you’ll be just fine," he assured me with a nod, his tone more playful now.

"Yeah?" "Yeah. Let's go." The bar is called Prism and it's tucked into a side street, rainbow lights glowing in the windows. Music pulses from inside, loud enough to feel in my chest. Mason and Elijah are already there, waving us over to their table. The space is trendy and fun, colorful lights, music that makes you want to move, people laughing and dancing without a care in the world. "You made it!" Mason says, pulling us both into quick hugs. "First drinks are on us. What do you want?"

Both have ageless beauty like him, though human years they would be around their twenties. Thade had his jet black hair tied into a messy man bun. Strong jaw evident with his staple stubble on and bushy brows framing his steel blue eyes. His pale skin radiates against the blank ink on his skin. Being topless is his badge of honor. Showing off an oak tree tattoo from his back that stemmed its withered branches to his arms across his entire upper body. Though it doesn’t drown the presence of his chiseled abs. While he wore the same jet black color of wide legged pants that reached the floor as his bare feet stuck out. All his nails are also painted in black.

"Send two alive and one butchered, then." "Yes boss."

Even if memories of an asshole I was too pissed to name kept rattling around in my head. Okay, plan failed. Just ten minutes after my resolution to have fun, a throbbing headache started behind my eyes, pulsing in time with the bass thrumming from the speakers, so I shoved through the gyrating bodies on the dance floor to the bar, ordering a glass of water so I could cool off. As I waited to be responded to, my phone buzzed in my pocket, vibrating against my thigh. I yanked it out, half-expecting some team bullshit on the group chat, but the screen lit up with a notification from Smashr. DickenDatBooty. My lips curled into a bitter smile. A part of me wanted to give this all up right now and

the power to understand what the child is saying while he is basically saying gibberish" to say Jude was confused would be correct. "crackhead" Jude mumbled "Mama can i have the pocky now?" Derek asked swallowing the food inside his mouth "Go ahead" Gaining his mother's permission Derek didn't waste a second before rushing over to the pantry go get the pocky "He defiantly doesn't take after you personality wise" Jude head turned towards Alexander "Hash Browns and mango milk shake?" She asked "i prefer Lattee" Jude was about yo make herself lattee too so one more cup wouldn't hurt her.

he beamed, shaking his head. "I'm just so hungry. I can eat anything on my plate," I lied, then swigged the glass above my plate. The lemonade was sweet, but I could feel the heat creeping into my face. He must have seen me frowning at my glass. "Um, what's in this drink?" "That's a lemonade punch. The base liquor is vodka together with lemon. And about the crown pork roast, it's the best-selling dish in my restaurant." "Restaurant?"

“Derrick said it’s your version of wine. But it’s not made from dragons. That was disappointing.” Maddox inhaled her scent and brushed his lips against her mouth. “Why is it disappointing?” “If shapeshifters and witches are real, I hoped dragons and unicorns were too.” Her soft breasts pressed against his chest. “What is in dragon punch? Derrick wouldn’t tell me. He ran to get Jake, who checked me out and said I was fine.” “Dragon punch is made from vampire piss.” Horror covered her face. “What? I drank somebody’s urine?”

“More please.” “Are you sure? It’s a Werewolf recipe and it’s…” “Strong, yes, I know. I can handle my liquor and this is just punch, after all. Hit me again.” Nikolai quirked an eyebrow, and Akari sighed impatiently. “It’s a human expression—it means give me another one.” she poked the cup at Nikolai impatiently. “I feel like getting drunk tonight.” “In that case, Visu Punch will do the trick. But I’d go easy on that if I were you. It’s a bit potent for humans.”

“Because if it is, I’ll award you.” “You won’t be alive for that, sir,” he gives me a smile nervous smile. “Drink it in one go.” “I like you, Axel, you are daring. Cheers!” I raise my glass and pour the drink into my mouth. It sizzles in contact with my tongue and tastes sour that I almost bite my cheeks. It leaves a warm trail passing down my gut. “How much alcoholic was it?” I ask, clicking my tongue with a slight shake of my head. “Four shots can blank out even a heavy drinker. It’s called the Lime Grinch Punch.” Axel passes two glasses to another guy.