Mlp Apple Cider Novels & Stories

Sort of. "Now this is something I can drink for life." I say to the smiling couple. "Wait, what's in it?" I question realising I have no idea what it is I'm actually drinking. "It's called a Whiskey Sour, it's mainly lemon juice and whiskey but I added a delicious alcoholic maple syrup." Nat informs me. Am I the only person who didn't know alcoholic maple syrup was a thing? Probably. Sam smiles at me as I sip my 'Whiskey Sour', before he leans down and whispers in Natalie's ear. It seems like an intimate and personal moment so look away, glancing at all the drunk party goers.

I figure Malcolm must have heard about her propositioning me to become her mate and is annoyed about it. I drift off to sleep. When I wake up, it’s dark. I’ve slept all day. The pack house is empty and quiet. Malcolm walks into the living room holding a mug. “Hey, Alpha,” he says, smiling at me. “Hi,” is all I can manage. Malcolm hands me the mug. It’s steaming, but the liquid inside smells sharp, almost metallic. “Ew, what is this?” “My dad used to call it an evening cider,” Malcolm says. “It’s basically a hot tea with some booze in it. I used tequila from under the cabinet.”

I walked over to where Agatha was now chatting with him. She was laughing about drinks with the guy who’d been staring at me like I was his next game. “Here, take this,” Agatha said, handing me a glass. I eyed it warily. “Hmm… I’m not interested. You know I don’t drink.” “We were just arguing about what it tastes like,” the guy said, casually confident. “Try it and settle the score.” I sighed. “Fine. Just one sip.” The second the liquid hit my tongue, I gagged and spat it out. “Ugh! it tastes like spirit,” I said, scrunching my nose.

******************** | Hollis | "Did you enjoy yourself?" Whitney giggled, skipping ahead toward the apple cider line. There weren't too many people left, since the festivities had died down and everyone was starting to head home. The girls had been so overstimulated by all the sights, smells, and theatrics that they'd almost completely spaced stopping for some hot apple cider. Which for Hollis, would've been an unforgivable offense. Apples were by far her favorite fruit, and almost every outdoorsy event did something with them in Maine this time of year.

Lily shouted. I picked up one bowl and a spoon, digging into the scrunchy cream. The first thing I picked up was apples and then, a little hint of alcohol. The combo was creamy, crunchy, and had a lot of flavors, apple being the strongest. Larissa definitely certainly helped with this. Not bad, not bad at all. "It's—"

Satisfied, Sophia raised her fork and proceeded to put some apple cider braised ribs into all of her brothers’ plates. “Apple cider is very beneficial to our health. Daisy used some special herbs and spices, too. They’re good for men. She made it as soon as we arrived. It took her at least several hours. Here, have a taste.” All four of them were overjoyed and thanked her. Elliot looked at his plate, which was empty, and looked at her deliberately. “It looks like you’re quite satisfied with my moves every night we did it.” All four Morgan brothers stared daggers at him the moment he said it.

After about an hour of checking the entire building, he hurried back to the car to continue their journey to the Malang City souvenir shop. It didn't take long for them to arrive at the Malang City souvenir shop. Laura couldn't believe that almost all the snacks in the shop were made from apples. In the end, they decided to buy apple chips, various cassava products, apple jenang (a type of traditional snack), and kelanceng honey, which was said to have many health benefits. Laura wanted to give it to her father. "Oh, Mama ordered some ceramic crafts from Dinoyo. Can we stop by there for a moment?" Aryan asked before they got back into the car.

"The boss said this was for you." I looked at the gold print. It said Sparkling Apple Cider. He opened the bottle, the top came off with a pop. He handed it to me, his eyes were serious. Miller hands Lucian a bottle of sparkling apple cider: "To the MVP of this franchise."