Nezuko Vine Novels & Stories

After appreciating my mate's looks as I drifted off to sleep, I have ended up here a couple of times, not on purpose. Over my trips, I have learned about the different plants that help Selene create the mate bond. They were all beautiful; I loved the werewolf weeping willow the most, of course. Every time I tried to explain what it looked like to people, I got weird looks. After a little bit of research, I was able to tell people that it looks like a tree in the Ashikaga Flower Park in Tochigi, Japan. Not like people know that off the top of their head, but at least it is a reference for them.

As if he would ever give any kind of serious thought to any one human for any other reason than sustenance he required from them. "I want to play beer pong, let's go take a number Suze!" Violet was ready to party in every sense of the word and beer pong was one of her favorite ways to get down. She dragged Suzie along towards the keg for a third refill, Suzie was busy searching for Darren, though she would never admit how much she really liked him, or the fact that she put on those stilettos cause she knew he loved them on her. Violet knew just how much he really meant to her though, what kind of friend would she be if she didn't know Suzie's true feelings.

They waited for her to continue. “There is a bottle of wine that I want for my wedding—Mona Estate Vineyard, Gabernet Sauvignon, 2016.” Rivena said, “I tried calling that vineyard, but the owner is not responding. Can you go down there and see what happened? And if anyone of you can bring back a bottle for me, that would be nice.” “Absolutely,” Damien nodded. “Anything for you, Luna Rivena,” Westin smiled. The two men glanced at each other. Both were determined to win.

I took another drink. "Slow down there, Jazzy," Luke said, standing to refill my wine glass. "Sorry, just a lot on my mind," I said, taking another sip. He flinched and sat back down. We continued eating our food. "Let Connie know this is really good," I added.

I just smiled at him and said, “protect mother earth by proper disposal.” Zen stared at me suspiciously before rolling his eyes and shrugged. I lifted my hand and motion him to drink the migfa wine. I am very curious about it’s taste but I have already a very basic rule. Never drink suspicious wine! Zen smelled it first before nodding his head. He must have smell it kung may poison ba. Sharp nose huh, and I also think it doesn’t have poison on it. Walang alarm signal from Droon eh. Zen pull down his mask and slowly put the end of the wine bottle’s tip on his lips.

especially Aunt Zelda. “Oh, Annaaa! How was your day, dearrrr.” Aunt Z slurs. I giggle. “Good. So...what is the occasion for you breaking into the wine cellar?” My aunts occasionally drank a bottle of wine from the family stock. My uncle Edward Croft owns a vineyard and makes his own exotic wines ranging from normal wine to magically enhanced wines that affect the supernatural beings. Supernatural beings have a resistance to normal alcohol and drugs, it takes quite a bit to effect them. The magically enhanced wines give supernatural beings the desired effects as normal alcohol would affect mortals.

“This tastes so good, son! You should really put this on the market!” Felicia exclaimed after taking a sip of the homemade wine Leonne had brought. Leonne Zodiac was the seventh child of the family, living just a few miles away from Asteria. Though he was primarily a farmer, he also owned a large mango orchard and rice fields. On this visit to Asteria for his brother Lee’s birthday, he came bearing two woven baskets filled with bottles of wine he had made himself—wine crafted from mangoes and rice.

It was evident that the feast would continue well into the night, a testament to the abundance and generosity of the occasion. The unveiling of Wise's meticulously crafted, month-old batch of unreleased alcohol was a moment of anticipation and delight. This unique concoction, a novelty from the Ice Demon city, was a product born from sugarcane cultivated within the depths of the dungeon. These exceptional sugarcane plants, distinct from the ordinary, boasted rich nutrients and, notably, a potent infusion of mana. As the soldiers beheld this extraordinary creation, their expressions transformed into wide smiles, captivated by the promise of this exclusive and enchanting elixir.

scoffed Mist, with that, his blade flew past, and another was dead. “Master, what do we do?” Lewis asked, his body quaked. Mist was a Strength of level nine, it would not take much for him to kill Lewis. Worst still, he saw Zephyr drink from the wine! “Don’t worry, even if the wine was poisoned, it won’t get the better of me! Go and hide!” Zephyr replied calmly. Zephyr knew the wine was poisoned. He reckoned the wine was poisoned with knob root. Knob root had the special characteristic of paralysing those who ingested it, thus, it would render them incapacitated.

“That sigh didn’t sound too good.” “No, I was just thinking about how it’s been ages since I just took a breath and not worried about anything. It feels good,” he says, kissing the side of my head. I’ve always had to constantly watch my back and live as if I would die tomorrow, so I understand what he means by that. But compared to how long he’s been alive, what I’ve been through must seem like a breeze to him. He reaches for the bottle next to the tub and holds it up. “It's called Varleaunieux Invecchiato; it’s a blood-infused non-alcoholic wine and safe for you to consume,” he says before pouring us each a glass.