Merry Brandybuck Novels & Stories

Pinigilan ni Joy ang kanyang kamay nang lalagukin na sana niya ang isang basong champagne. "Ayos lang ako. Sanay na naman akong ganito ang ginagawa and believe me nakaka-uwi pa rin ako, safe and sound." Pagyayabang niya. Pero ang totoo'y matagal na siyang hindi nalasing ng ganito. Sana hindi na lang pala siya nagdala ng sasakyan para hindi na kailangang magmaneho. Dinampot na naman niya ang isang bote ng beer na inilapag ni Adrian pero maagap ang kamay ni Martin at pinigilan siya.

"What do you want to drink?" Brandy asked me, nudging me in my exposed side. She shook me away from my daydreams. I was currently having quite the difficulty deciphering what drinks on the menu were tea - or which were even drinks; Lucky Eight, Chilly Thrill, Holy Night, Red Slapper. Who even named these drinks anyway? They probably had to take some super odd college class to come up with names this weird.

It was Saturday evening, and The Hudsons and The Van Dykes had just finished dinner and were now having cocktails in the den. “In seven days it will all be official,” Victoria said with a big smile. “We’ll all be family.” “I can’t wait,” Carlton Van Dyke said with a smile and sipped his brandy. “This is fantastic. You guys have to tell me what kind of brandy this is.” “Actually, we have it special made,” Christopher said. “It’s . . . a Hudson brandy. The original recipe was created by our great-great-grandfather.”

asked Sky in a muddled tone. “Will tell you someday” said Luke with a deep sigh of frustration. “I will have the same as Alpha” said Riley causally while keeping the menu down. “Which one?” asked Liam confusedly as there were three Alpha in their group. “Alpha Luke” said Riley with a nervous smile. “Okay, sir. Two shots of Diamond Martini, one bottle of Black Pearl Louis XIII Anniversary Edition, and one bottle of Diamond Jubilee by Johnnie Walker” waiter repeated like a robot, he turned towards Sky and Liam, and continued,

Liv and William didn’t know how I got this tattoo too and they were all shocked when they saw a new tattoo on me. “Merry.” I say softly before I gave up wondering about it again as I headed out of my bathroom. The past weeks, I have been googling anything about the word MERRY and what it could possibly mean as a tattoo. I found a few stuff online which could possibly explain this weird tattoo, evidently the word meant happy or jolly or festive and I also found some stuff that merry was a brand name of an alcohol in Germany, it was also a name for a chocolate in Switzerland and so much more that didn’t totally comprehend to me.

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.

Then I added vodka and mint syrup. The emcee called me up. "Contestant No. 13, explain your creation." I took the mic. "I first called this 'Forgive', but now it's 'Moon Breeze'. It's a breakup drink for people who got hurt. It's about forgiving yourself and not punishing yourself for someone else's mistakes." I smiled, letting go. I won a participation award but wasn't discouraged. My mixing clip went viral online, dubbed "The Most Beautiful Bartender". I didn't love the focus on my looks. Beauty without skills often got labeled trophies.

"Rev? We have purchased some horses." "Might I have a cup of juice please?" Buck Drakens asked a barmaid. By his side he had his mage's staff, Stormbringer. He took a seat by the others. "What is with you and juice Buck?" Steronick asked. "As a mage I don't take alcohol", Buck replied. "It'll ruin my body." Tom bursts put in laughter. "In that case I'll have some apple to go with mine." Buck rolls his eyes, "Haha. Very funny."

her whole expression changed, it was an unusual request at this time. "Yes, I am afraid I have made a fool of myself" the young woman said playing it off "What would it be best to ask?". A sincere smile came from the server "That’s quite fine, I can offer you a broad of drinks, Brandy, Rum, Champagne, Chardonnay, Whiskey and elaborate drinks such as Champagne Cobbler or Apple Toddy, we also have tea…we do in fact serve it and would be happy to get you some if you wish it." she continued to be amused by Elizabeth’s earlier request.

He hiccupped. “I would prefer brandy at this time of time,” Bruce said crisply. “If you don’t have any, bourbon will do just fine.” “I’m sorry, Mr. Hudson we don’t keep or serve alcohol - unless it’s the Christmas season. And it’s usually wine during dinner service,” Rebecca said. Bruce looked at the woman like she had just blasphemed.