Sister Wine Glass Novels & Stories

"Hmm? What a shame. This was your sister's favorite by the way. I just thought you had the same preference as her." To be honest, Eleonna didn't know that her sister had a favorite wine. Sure they both sneaked some alcohol in their room just for the sake of curiousity, but actually having a favorite? Suzy sighed as she placed her glass wine on the table. "Alright, let's get down to the business already," she said as she rummaged something from her purse. Eleonna was just waiting there patiently as the girl handed her a picture. She grabbed it to take a better look at the photo.

She was sure Mister Vero would want to unpack every item he bought with fascinations and enthusiasm. "Deal, but I will have to unpack them tomorrow. We should have that wine and try these glasses that we had from our first trip to the supermarket. This needs a celebration, you know?" Denny replied with a grin as he pulled the box of wine glasses. It was only a pair of wine glasses with a print on each. One says, "You're my person..." while the other pair says "...and I'm yours." with hearts shaded with red colors on it. "I will get the wine," Denny exclaimed excitedly as he walked to his modern-style wine cellar.

She said and pointed at the small plate with a knife at the left upper part and then on the above of the serving plate there were the spoon and fork for dessert. “And these three glasses are for different drinks, this is a red wine glass, a water glass, and a white white glass. Then this is a cup and a saucer… and of course this is the napkin.” “Okay got it.” I uttered although I am still at lost. “Can you name them all then?” “Ah sure.” I said and started naming them.

"The guy I was referring to is not, Dominick. He was... handsome. Wealthy. Powerful. But with a good and kind heart. He even gave me the other night a set of this. Wait. I'll go get it," Lola stood up and rushed going to his antique-looking hanging cabinet. She opened it. And there my eyes glistened from the reflection of what she grabbed. "Tada!" She introduced. "Versace Home Luxury Glasses and Crystal set," and there, my eyes widened. I saw a different kind of glasses for wine purposes. Red wine glass, white wine glass. There's also a water goblet, champagne flute, a decanter, and a whisky glass. "Wow," the word I only said. Lola smiled as she bobbed her head. "Not to sound odd but... Dadd

Farrow comes back with three glasses of wine. An open wine bottle and another bottle of Alcohol-Free Sparkling Chardonnay, She places the bottles on the table and hands each of us a glass. She sits on the chair next to mine and she makes a sound that makes me look at her for a second.

"Let's pour ourselves a glass and have a real heart-to-heart." Vivian grabbed the wine opener and skillfully uncorked the bottle, pouring deep ruby liquid into two wine glasses. She handed one glass to Veronica, their fingers briefly brushing, and raised her own glass. "To honesty, understanding, and our sisterhood," she proposed, a hint of a smile gracing her lips. Veronica clinked her glass against Vivian's, the sound resonating in the room. "To that," she agreed, her voice filled with a mix of emotions. They both took a sip, the rich flavour of the wine mingling with their thoughts and emotions.

There were just so many ways that they could be brothers. Once we were sitting at the table, servers immediately came out to bring us drinks. The younger girls got what smelled like root beer, while the rest of us got wine. When my wine glass was put in front of me, I was surprised. I picked it up to sniff it before my eyes widened. I couldn’t help the way I stared into the dark almost purple colored liquid. I moved the glass a little, almost completely mesmerized by the way the wine swirled around it. When doubt started to fill me once again that it was actually wine, I sniffed it for the second time before gasping, drawing everyone’s attention.

She reminisced, her lips curved with a mischievous grin as she poured wine into two champagne glasses. “Now we have grown up and we are hiding dad's expensive hundred and fifty years old rear wine.” Roman said as he collected the glass his sister offered him. He was hesitant to drink it, he toyed with the glass in his hand as he watched her sip hers. “I didn't lace it with anything.” Serafina announced. “I should trust you?” “You don't have to, it's your choice, Roman.” she told him and he dropped the glass back on the tray without taking a sip.

He said then abruptly left the kitchen and returning a few seconds later with a bottle of wine. He walked into the kitchen and opened the cabinet with my dishes and pulled out the only two wine glasses I had. Which were a bachelorette party craft that me and Nikki designed ourselves for our friend Wendy’s wedding. He inspected them closely as he read the words. ‘It’s a braless type of night’ with the picture of a pink bra dangling from the top of the glass down the side. He placed the cup on the counter then picked the other one up and I instantly cringed realizing it was Nikki’s cup with the women’s legs spread into a v shape across the side of the glass that says, ‘This is baby making wine

And now, watching her stand there, he didn’t know if he would survive watching her choose someone else twice in one lifetime. The glass went before he could finish being certain. Raiyan's wine glass didn't just shatter; it surrendered. The stem snapped under the pressure. The sound was a miniature gunshot over the birthday music. Sam was there in a second. "Man—" "I'm fine," Raiyan said. His voice was a masterpiece of deception. Blood began to pool in his palm, dripping off the edge of the table and landing on the expensive carpet with a rhythmic, heavy thud. Zoya turned to look at him, her eyes found him immediately.