Intoxicated Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

“And I’m a Beta’s daughter. I can handle it. Just pour.” He nodded and slid the glass over. I downed it in one swallow, the burn tearing down my throat, dulling the ache in my chest. “Another.” Ten shots later, the world tilted and spun, but I welcomed the numbness. That was when a man took the stool beside me. Even through my blurred vision, I felt his presence. Heavy. Dark. Predatory. I turned to him, pointing a shaky finger at his chest. “Tell me...” I slurred. “Is there something wrong with me? Am I really that unlovable that everyone in this pack treats me like garbage?”

drink—I just wanted the noise in my head to stop. The first swallow was a physical assault. It burned my throat, making my eyes water and my lungs seize. I coughed, the bitter, agave fire coating my tongue. It tastes like poison, I thought, staring at the label. But after the second glass, the ache in my muscles began to dull. By the third, the red lights of the theater started to blur and dance.

Sienna cross The first shot of whiskey burned, the second completely numbed me, and the third....the third made me forget how to care. I wasn’t even sure how I ended up at the Pit, it was some biker bar on the edge of the city, as I walked in the lights were flickering and there was something sticky on the floor, only God knows what it is..... I knows I shouldn't be here...but something about the neon lights and noise matched the chaos in my head.

Broken By The Billionaire Mafia (chapter three) Jessica Martin's Pov I gulped a shot and thumped the glass to the table. "One more!" The bar attendant nodded and turned alcohol into a shot glass and handed it over as I swiftly gulped on the hot liquid till the last drop.

CONTENT WARNING: This chapter contains depictions of sexual assault, drug abuse, and emotional manipulation that may be triggering for some readers. DARKNESS DESCENDS ~CHELSEA POV~ {Playlist Suggestion: "Round Town" by Adrian Daniel, Asiah} The pills make everything swim. Colors bleed together like watercolors in the rain. I try to push the door closed, but my limbs move like I'm underwater. Clumsy. Slow. A designer shoe wedges in the gap, blocking my escape.

Before I even have the chance to move I feel a sharp pain across my head and watch as everything suddenly goes dark. [TRIGGER WARNING: This following chapter depicts mild moments of SA. This may be disturbing or triggering for some readers, for those people, please proceed to chapter 60. To those who choose to read on, please proceed with caution]

The first thing that is taking place right now is that I am pinned to the wall by my throat, which is knocking the air out of my lungs, and I am being tossed across the room, with kicks and fists greeting my body. Black dots are taking over my eyesight, hands are all over my body, and the last thing I heard is an animalistic roar not far away. ____________________________________ Sixth Chapter!!!! How was it Word Count: 1039