Immortal Wine Novels & Stories

"Grandpa, let my hands show you the fine luxury wines Jackson brought to our keep. Any single one of these bottles outclasses that dirt water Derek brought!" Talia pretends to know every single vintage brand on the table, exclaiming, "Wow! These are all such prestigious alpha brands! Jackson, this must be the legendary vintage from the southern valleys, right?" Malia feels a sudden wave of embarrassment and mutters, "Mom, please stop your mouth. You clearly don't know anything about territory wines. That specific vintage is practically impossible to find across the borders these days. Stop believing every single text you read on the mirror stones."

Therefore, it is difficult for us to have children with each other. And for that very reason, the Evermore's leader, Brayanlynn (aka my dear father), came up with a solution fifteen millennia ago. What solution? Strictly train each Immortal until they reach the age of 20 (in our timeline). Then send them to the reality corresponding to each Immortal's destiny book. Alone. Without any external help. Only with their knowledge about this reality and the main story of their respective book of destiny. In an attempt to correct the story in the way we deem correct and to find our soul partner in the end.

Three peaces of broken mirror merged them self deep in his head and his blonde eyes wide. Nikolai's breathing was still rapid, his hands gripping the edges of the sink that his knuckles were almost turning white, his red eyes had a smile in them. A few bangs of his hair were falling in his face while his lips curled in a small smile. "Champagne can only be mine " his deep voice declared to no one but himself.

Kael followed suit, surrendering his gun to the second attendant before joining me at the table. A maid appeared quickly, To pour the 1945 Domaine de la Romanée-Conti Grand Cru, Côte de Nuits, into two glasses. Lifting my glass, I swirled the wine slowly, then I took a long sip, savoring the taste before setting it down. My gaze drifted to the field before us. Finally, I turned to him, breaking the silence. “Do you know why I’m the richest Lycan King to have ever lived?” I asked, smiling widely.

He gave a suave smile, like a man who knew just how much effort he had put in and who did not need to be told that he was doing an amazing job at winning a belle over. “You sure do more than try.” I twirled my glass under my nostrils and took in its rich smell. “Smells like honey,” I guessed. His eyes lit up with pride immediately. “A woman who knows her wine—lovely. It's Vin Santos.” My brows creased as I tried to recall if I had ever come across it before. “It's Italian. Made from dried grapes.” He raised his glass, and I did the same, clinking our glasses to a beautiful night. “You look beautiful, Iris.” He told me, running his eyes around my upper body.

“Grand Vin de Château Latour.” Blair did not need to drink the red wine to recognize it came from Château Latour, the world’s top winery. It was at least 20 years old. Rory finished his wine in one go and asked with a smile, “Mr. Fowler, are you afraid I’ll poison you?” Blair swirled his glass and answered, “I’m injured. Mabes won’t let me drink.” Rory sized him up. He could not see where exactly he was injured.

she added. "How did you know about that?" Robert curiously asks. Even he was in awe at how Skye recognized the label. "Ahm...I had it once at one of the parties I attended. I got curious so I searched it up" After clearing her throat, she casually explains. "How about mine, what wine do I have?" A woman beside their table reaches out her glass to her. She did what she did to her glass earlier, and a smile carved her face. "Cielo Cabernet Sauvignon 1910. The same varietal and cult wine. But unlike Azure, Cielo has a bigger production at 400 to 500 crates per year" Skye returns the glass to the woman.

Maverick didn't hesitate to protect his girlfriend. "I only asked her questions, I don't know why you are over reacting unless you are guilty of something" Ottiline glanced at him she took a bite of the food on her plates. "Isn't that wine the most expensive wine in the world and is only available to a few influential people." Someone pointed out the bottle of wine that is lying silently on the table. "Ottiline they said is from your sugar daddy, Do you know how he got it or how rich he is?" Bella's asked as Clara who was eating chuckled slightly and tried not to throw up.

It had been a long time since I'd thought of blood as more than just a necessity to be obtained in the most civilized manner possible and consumed with expedience, not savored. "So what do you do for a living, Ariana?" He sipped at his beer, though with a werewolf metabolism he could have probably downed a whole keg without getting drunk. Most immortals have a less-intense reaction to drugs than humans. If I chugged a whole bottle of wine I might get a slight buzz...but probably not.

Karen asked, “Ladies...” Ember, with a huge smile on her face, questioned Karen, “Sire, what kind of wine do you like...? If you don’t have a preference, I’ll assist you in making a decision. We have four different sorts of wine. The Eternal Bliss provides you divine ecstasy, the Black Pirate is for the strongest one who relishes failure, the Blue Vapour gives you delusions of pleasure, and Red Wine tastes better for singles...” Karen inquired of them, “I’m not coming to you for wine. I was curious about the person you referred to as AXE...”