Moonshine Novels & Stories

Caleb POV I found a bar away from the touristy side of town and close to my motel as the sun was setting. The interior was dingy and grimy—the perfect place to go unnoticed. It was exactly what I was looking for. “Give me a glass of whatever’s strongest,” I told the bartender as I sank onto a stool. “That’ll be moonshine,” he said, taking down a bottle from the second shelf. “Moonshine?” I asked with raised eyebrows. “Corn whiskey,” he clarified. “Perfectly legal.”

I had to find a way to break Rhett’s hold once and for all. I found Rhett in the VIP lounge at the very back of the ship. The room was dimly lit, smelling of expensive leather and stale smoke. He was sitting alone in a large armchair, looking defeated but still dangerous. He was drinking "Lunar-Grain" whiskey, a dark liquid that glowed faintly in the glass. This drink kills humans but makes wolves very drunk. It was a potent spirit made from fermented moon-grass. Rhett was already halfway through the bottle, his movements slow and clumsy. I stood at the entrance for a moment, adjusting my posture and my expression. I had to play a part.

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.

Ace has now glanced briefly at Jazlyn, who has now turned serious again. "How about Red Wine?" asked Ace. "What?" Jazlyn asked back to Ace. "There is a fairly exclusive bar that I usually go to. They have a lot of drinks with a very low alcohol content. So, you won't get drunk," Ace replied. Jazlyn nodded. "Looks like I really need a drink." *** This bar is dominated by silver color. It's true as Ace said, this bar is truly exclusive. No loud music sounds like the Twillight bar that Jazlyn has visited several times. This bar is completely different.

Liam asked. His father sighed. “According to what we could get out of the younger son before he fled was that the venom was almost euphoric. It made him feel like he was indestructible, like he could do whatever the hell he wanted without consequences. We think the venom is almost synonymous with cocaine or meth. That’s why we imagine the younger son did what he did. We were trying to take him away from that...euphoria...and he wanted to stop us.”

He texted her, asking where they were drinking. They ordered two kinds of drinks: the Polmos Spirytus Rektyfikowany 192 Proof and Penicillin Cocktail. 192 Proof is made of premium ethyl alcohol with an agricultural cereal origin while Cocktail is one of the best drinks in Singapore. This is an intoxicating concoction of Islay Scotch, honey-ginger sweetening, and recent juice, the drink is lemony, sweet, and alluringly smoky all promptly. The cocktail tastes like a slice of heaven. It will be worth it.

kibit-balikat niyang tugon bago tinungga ang bote ng beer. Napangiwi naman ang kanyang kasama nang ibaba niya ang hawak na bote. Siya ang uminom pero tila si Katarina ang nalasing. Maarteng kinuha nito ang basong may lamang juice bago sumipsip sa straw. Gusto niyang pagtawanan ang pinsan dahil kahit ngayon na nasa hustong gulang na ay hindi pa rin ito umiinom ng alak. "Maiihi ka lang niyan, Kat, pero hindi malalasing. Ang weak mo, my dear cousin," pang-iinis niya pero hindi naman tumalab.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

he said excitedly to the others. The one with black hair closed his eyes, covering the irises that were the same color as the night sky. “She’s here,” he said in a whisper. He turned to the other three, a grin on his face, and continued, “The Moonflower.”

“To the wolf who will always be someone to look up to and someone to strive to be like. We drink to you, my dear girl.” The Alpha King uncorked his bottle and took a swig from the bottle. As did everyone else. I smiled down at the 17 year Hibiki Japanese Whiskey. It was my favorite and something I had joked about with Aelia while she was serving some of her top shelf whiskey. Nate next to me had some Don Julio 1942. Noah cursed next to me and I looked at his bottle. Finn was trying not to laugh but was struggling. His bottle was of Monte Alban Mezcal. A tequila that was known for having a worm in it. Finally, Finn couldn’t hold it in and he snorted. I looked behind and Charles was also laugh