Merry Brandybuck Novels & Stories

“Unless you plan to vanish between now and tomorrow night.” I laugh. “Fine. Cobbler duty accepted.” “Good.” She scribbles something with a pencil. “Now, drinks. There’ll be cider, warm and cold, a few crates of wine, and someone promised to make elderberry lemonade for the kids.” “And what about something stronger?” I ask mischievously. Hanna gives me a surprised look. “Marek’s got a barrel of something stashed that I’m not supposed to talk about. He’ll bring it out once the moon is high and the music gets wild.”

A couple had just moved into a small castle they'd recently purchased and were excitedly searching all the nooks and crannies. In a large underground room they found many empty barrels that had been drunk years ago,but one that appeared to be full. They immediately put a tap on it,and out poured delicious brandy. They drank and served it at parties, enjoying not only its flavour ,but the fact that it could have been hundreds of years old. Months later when the brandy stopped flowing,they noticed that the barrel was still too heavy to be empty. They cut it open with a saw,and found A SHRIVELLED CORPSE CURLED UP IN THE BOTTOM!

Marley settled down beside her some moments later after placing a bottle of champagne and two champagne flutes on the table. Clarissa raised her brows in askance. ‘What? We can’t drink in peace anymore?’ he asked jokingly. ‘Not when the drink in particular is a 1989 Scandinavian cherry pop, limited edition. What’s the occasion?’ she asked with a mouthful of pie. Marley had always been a collector. He prided himself on being able to collect even the rarest of gems, if he wanted. ‘We can toast to life. It’s something worth celebrating, right?’ he said with a smirk.

“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.”

I smiled, “and it’s great to meet you all!” I chugged back another drink. “Woah she can handle her liquor, eh boss?” Jason chimed in. I sighed and told them it is fantastic scotch. “No doubt, it’s Jameson’s brand” Ricky explained. “Simply the best out there.” “No need for flattery boys.” Jameson laughs. Liv moved to the bar stool on my right and we started chatting. “You need to try these rocket shots that Ken makes!” Liv said joyfully. “2 rocket shots coming up!” Ken cheered.

The bartender asked before he stuck his puss infested fingers into the drink and fished out the nipple. Carson was on my shoulder gagging, trying his hardest not to vomit. 'That's disgusting,' Maddox hissed. "If you don't like Marys I can whip up a nasty batch of Shirley Temples. We have four fresh Shirleys around the back." "Wait! Do you mean, these drinks are of real people?" Carson's slug mouth hung wide. "Yes, of course, they are. We also have a limited batch of Jack Daniels. There are only a handful of people with that name," the bartender sighed.

Merry muttered, laughing slyly. Merry did not drink the coffee in her cup, but she pretended to suck the contents with a straw. Merry sprinkled the two coffee cups with TMX powder and brought them to Ann's room. So, whichever Ann chooses, she will drink the coffee that has been spiked with TMX drugs. For the time being, Merry was just waiting for the drug reaction to work on Ann's body. She loved the thought of Ann getting a reaction from the drugs. She just had to make a fuss and get rid of Ann when the time came.

Justice bristles. “Please take some time to relax, Elder Randall.” I say while I focus on staying calm. The last thing I want is for him to think he’s getting to me. “I’m sure this situation must be draining on your nerves. Maris is in the hall waiting for you. She can get you something stronger to drink if you’d like. We just got a delivery of Bulleit bourbon last week. I believe some Blanton’s as well. Maybe a cheese plate before dinner?” He seems to have taken a liking to Maris. Well, saying ‘taken a liking to’ is an overstatement. He doesn’t chastise her into tears like the last three omegas who we assigned to him when he visits.

Chapter 47 Reception, Toast and younger merlings Madissa leads the group to the table situated near the steps of the temple, where the honored seats for the mates of the ceremony are reserved. As Joe and Bryan take their seats, they notice the specially crafted goblets for toasting. These goblets contain a unique red wine that has been transformed into a gel-like substance to prevent it from dispersing into the underwater atmosphere. The gel ensures that the wine stays within the confines of the goblet, allowing the merfolk to enjoy their toasts without any spillage or waste.

Everyone chose a bit more of the brandy so while Kim, Jenna and Terri headed out to the hot tub, I stayed behind and poured four double jiggers of brandy which is approximately three ounces in each glass. When I walked out on the deck with the tray of brandy I noticed there was a space between Terri and Jenna. While I handed out the brandy Terri spoke up saying, "We talked it over when you weren't here and all of us decided to save a place for you right between Jenna and me."