Rosario Vampire Gin Novels & Stories

‘What are you going to do with the body’ Nara asks. ‘The eyes are an antidote to the toxins’ Chevy replies, indigo uses a spoon to take out one of the eyes of the rabbit, he crushes it in a bowl and makes ivory drink it. ‘Ew’ Natasha says looking away. Soon ivory closes her eyes and falls asleep. ‘Is she okay’ Alfred asks. ‘Yes’ indigo says checking her vitals. They all sigh in relief. ‘So is the rabbit our dinner’ Chevy asks. ‘Yes’ Alfred replies ‘since I and ivory hunted you and nara should cook…also don’t you dare take the claws’.

According to the Intel Zon got, the woman who drugged Steve and Viktor was called Roseline and she was going to be meeting Marc, a drug dealer who helped the Mystic Fangs to distribute V, a stimulant created with Vampire blood. When humans use it, they are more alert and energetic, but the proportion of Vampire blood was low to avoid injuries getting healed and raising suspicion. I walked into the club with Lorenzo and I glanced around. The club was crowded with people and the air reeked of alcohol. "She's going to be meeting Marc in the VIP section," Lorenzo said and I followed him there. He had already prepared our passes and as he showed them to the bouncers, they let us in. We walked to

It smelt of fresh cinnamon. The smell of home. My safe haven. I took off my shirt and hung it on my hook. I strode to my rack of gins, my eyes scanning my collection for something strong. Something Strong enough to burn my pains away, yet mild to keep me grounded and active. I saw an 1878 Don Mario Vintage and smirked. Exactly what I wanted. I turned a glass and quickly poured out a little amount in the glass. If I take that drink to my work table I might get drunk and not do anything productive.

Finally, she took out a bottle and opened it in one expert movement. She leaned under the bar and grabbed a chiseled crystal glass. She put it delicately in front of the vampire and served him a glass of wine. The vampire graciously took the crystal and sniffed the contents. "Mmm. That is exquisite. Romanée-Conti?" "That is correct, Elder." Augustin laughed softly and held out his glass to be filled. "Is this the '45 vintage?" Amber looked down at the bottle she was holding before nodding. The vampire's eyes seemed to sparkle for a moment, and he clicked his long nails on the wood of the counter. "What excess and lore the Crescent Moon pack is offering us tonight!"

Lack of sleep is the worst thing ever. "Don't give me that, Rosette." He growled at me, forcing the cup into my much smaller hands. I frowned and hesitated before lifting the cup up to my mouth. "That's it, drink up." I did, but if I threw up, it'll be all over him...and with no regrets. I was surprised though because there was no way I'd be throwing up. It tasted wonderful. Sweet and creamy I pulled back to make sure it was actually coffee. He must have noticed my surprise.

Diego waved his hand to gain the bartenders attention. A guy with a ginger beard approached. He couldn’t be older then his twenties maybe early thirties. The sleeve to his white shirt rolled up revealing green tattoos across his white skin. “What will it be guys?” he spoke with an accent. What accent was that? Irish? “I will have a four roses, make it a double please mate and whatever these two are having” Diego placed his card on the counter to pay. I didn’t know what a Four Roses was but I could Bet any money it’s a whiskey.

He poured the liquid into two cups, and garnished each with a lime. “What is it?” I asked, smelling it. I didn’t smell any booze or anything weird. It actually smelled like lime, ginger, and pineapple. “I can see the halos on the two of you from a mile away. I call it Virgin’s Paradise. It’s basically a Pineapple Moscow Mule, but without the vodka. It’s got crushed up lime and pineapple suspended in ginger ale. Simple, sweet, and perfect for people who don’t drink alcohol.” I sipped it. It was good. I would have never thought to put pineapple with lime and ginger ale. “Damn,” Rose said beside me.

Seven glanced over his glass at the happy couple that stood across from him. He swirled the white wine around in his glass and moved his gaze to the large window beside him. The rain decorated the outside of the glass. But, inside everyone was protected from the storm that awaited them outside. "How's the party so far?" Dario asks as he wraps an arm around his friend's shoulders. They were both dressed in semi formal attire. Both of them sported slacks with button up shirts and Seven wore a suit jacket.

” I paused and kissed Rosaria’s neck and she sighed. “She passed through the battle field and wrinkled her nose at the stench of blood. From the puncture wounds on the throats of the victims, she could tell that the scene was caused by vampires. Ancient blood sucking beings that were cursed to live in the dark. She a heard a grunt and immediately realized someone was still alive. Walking towards the sound, she was mesmerized by the young man who lay down choking on his own blood. He opened his eyes ever so slightly and she was fascinated by his blue eyes, you could call it love at first sight.

"Meat is hard to find. This is a Vampire festival, so there will be different types of recipes mixed with blood. You might not like them." [Oh, then let's just scroll through the whole festival and eat at last from my special bag] He chuckled a little and held my hand. There are many things that I have never seen here. There is a game called Rog. There is a drink made with human blood with a slight mix of dragon's scale. It gives a magic rainbow color to the drink, and it's flammable. It is said that the drink will make you feel high, and the pleasure is immeasurable.