Sin Jolie Vines Novels & Stories

Sherry heard Liam mumble something to her before he dragged her outdoors. After taking a few steps, Sherry turned around and said, "Stella, please wait for me. I'll return immediately.” "Okay." Jolie came up to Stella again shortly after they had departed, carrying two glasses of wine, and said, "I really apologize for what happened right now." I'll have a glass of wine as self-punishment." As Stella put it, "I don't drink." "I heard from Liam that you are a jewelry designer," Jolie said, withdrawing her hand with embarrassment. “You have to be pretty good. When are you going to create my jewelry? I'll assist you in getting the word out to my friends so they can find you to do their designin

The young man, dressed in a tailored black suit, moved with practiced elegance, adding to the room's sophisticated ambiance. As he carefully poured a deep ruby red wine, the rich aroma of berries and oak filled the air. "This is a 2005 Château Margaux," the sommelier explained softly. "It's a beautiful Bordeaux blend, known for its complexity and finesse." While the wine breathed, Mrs. Walker engaged in small talk, asking about my hometown. "I grew up in Johnsonville," I told her. "Ah, Johnsonville is known for its wonderful people. You're not only beautiful but also quite talented. Luke has found himself a real gem."

He gave a suave smile, like a man who knew just how much effort he had put in and who did not need to be told that he was doing an amazing job at winning a belle over. “You sure do more than try.” I twirled my glass under my nostrils and took in its rich smell. “Smells like honey,” I guessed. His eyes lit up with pride immediately. “A woman who knows her wine—lovely. It's Vin Santos.” My brows creased as I tried to recall if I had ever come across it before. “It's Italian. Made from dried grapes.” He raised his glass, and I did the same, clinking our glasses to a beautiful night. “You look beautiful, Iris.” He told me, running his eyes around my upper body.

Vine slammed her palm hard into her face and swore profanities that would make any believer or American citizen with a high sense of moral ethics shudder in righteous indignation. ************ After kissing Troy goodnight Vine took out the bottle of old Scottish rum she bought the previous weekend during a flash sale. She had picked it in an instant but her intuition had never failed her. "Looks like it won't fail me now either." She smiled as she took a second sip and likes her upper lips as she savored the taste of the vintage drink. After drinking more cups than necessary, Nate's email came in. This is my business number: +1 (402) 431-0450.

** Shadows Among the Vines** The Cain Vineyard was at the height of its glory, a living monument to generations of love and resilience. Each harvest brought new accolades, and the vineyard’s global reputation for sustainability and innovation was unmatched. Yet, as the family gathered to celebrate another successful season, an unexpected shadow loomed on the horizon—one that threatened everything they had built. --- A Startling Discovery It began with Lily, who had taken to inspecting the vines herself as the vineyard’s leader. She enjoyed these walks, finding peace among the rows and using the time to reflect on her family’s legacy.

I turned to look at Violen. "You come with me, okay," I asked Violen. Violen nodded slowly and followed me into the living room. I wasn't sure what expression on Violen's face. Violen only smiled thinly with a flat face. "Hey, gorgeous," said Jasmine to me and kissed my left cheek and right cheek. "Hey," I replied "Oh, you here too?" Jasmine asked, pointing at Violen "Yeah, am I disturbing you?" Violen replied clumsily "not. I just wanted to deliver this to Daren. My mom told me to give this to you," Jasmine told me. she gave me two bottles of expensive brand wine

At Isabella’s mild chastising, the crowd became even noisier, drowning out anything Lily might have wanted to say in a sea of voices and music. "Do you drink? This wine is from a Bordeaux vineyard in France, very authentic and rich. Care for a sip?" Preston eagerly asked Lily. Seeing her vigorous shake of the head, he immediately handed her a glass of juice, "I forgot, most girls aren't into alcohol. How about this then? Freshly squeezed juice, full of vitamins and great for the skin." Not wanting to seem impolite, Lily accepted, "Thank you." Assuming the drink was safe since it was served by the staff, she held the cold glass, filled with ice cubes, in her hands. However, she barely drank a

Chapter 985 This Wine Is So Sweet "Cheers!" Sydney clinked glasses with Julien. After a crisp sound, she withdrew her glass and tilted her head to take a sip of wine. The moment it entered her mouth, she made a surprised sound. Julien turned his head to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?" Sydney put the glass down and said, "This wine is so sweet." Julien smiled and nodded, "Of course, I chose it for you. It's more like juice than wine and not as strong as other red wines. It's sweet and suitable for women with low alcohol tolerance.

"Hello, sir. I am Bianca. The manager of this property and your host for today. Welcome to Beaujolaissel vineyard." " Hi, Bianca. So is this your cottage?" I asked "This cottage belonged to my father. It was his dream to make a fine vine that soothes everyone's tastebuds. Please come I will show you around." Bianca took us to another room which resembles a kitchen area. There was a huge countertop and a few huge bowls of crushed grapes. We saw 2 men who were filtering the grape juice. Passing through this room Bianca took us to the backside of the cottage. There was a huge garden with grapes creepers everywhere. There was a woman who was picking up the grapes. As we move ahead towards one si

He was incredibly smug and prideful. “I...” Jennifer subconsciously glanced at the empty Romanee Conti bottles. It was her first time having such fine wine. She had looked it up online. The collection value of a specially-ordered Romanee Conti reached up to 1.38 million dollars a bottle. Jennifer did not have enough but was too embarrassed to say so. Jude saw this and immediately said boldly, “Since you like this wine, I’ll have the owner send us two more bottles. Waiter!”