Story Spirits Novels & Stories

I cut him off, hastening to pour myself another glass of wine. I already did that before he grabbed the bottle of what was left from my reach. "Umperio de spiriti. Imported directly on demand from Japan's biggest brewery. 56% alcohol contained. Hits harder when had on an empty stomach or a few minutes after a meal. Except you want to do this to yourself," he finished, looking up from the label on the bottle like he had read all of those from there. I chuckled, my eyes already feeling heavy. "You know so much. I'm impressed," I chuckled, not sure anymore of how much control I had of my head.

In the unfinished building, Spencer was sitting alone on a master chair with an expensive coffee table next to him. On top of the coffee table was a bottle of White Cloud Fairy Wine. This was a kind of spiritual wine of the Mountain Warriors. The brewing ingredients were very rare. All of them were spiritual herbs. Not only did the drank wine taste good, but it could also prolong life and enhance cultivation. A bottle cost thirty million dollars, and it usually could not be bought with money. He was a person that knew how to enjoy life. What was the purpose of cultivating so hard? Wasn’t it for the sake of making a name for oneself? Why did he fight so hard on the battlefield? That’s for mak

I answered then walked to the till counter with him. "Aren't we forgetting something?" I asked seriously. "I don't think so. We got whiskey, vodka, beers, champagne and ciders. We also got wine, both alcoholic and none alcoholic, Rum, gin, tequila, Brandy and spirits." He answered. "Shouldn't we add on fruits for making punch, perhaps decorations and presents?" I asked in concern. "Nope, decorations are already there and fruits are more than enough on that side. As for the presents, just give her money." He answered.

One of them asked, and Sam answered. " The spirit wolves in my pack are small in number. The rest of the pack consist of Apex werewolves and werewolves like yourself. The spirit wolf pack has only four bloodlines. The Alpha, Beta, Gamma and Delta. I am the only golden wolf and Alpha of my generation. There are 16 silver wolves and they make up the Beta bloodline. There are 12 silver-bronze wolves and they make up the Gamma bloodline. There are 18 bronze wolves and they make up the Delta bloodline. That is the total number of spirit wolves that exist. You need not worry because you won't get bullied, beaten or killed if you do not disrespect them." she advised with a smile, knowing that my pa

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.

Jacob curled his lips as he said, “Just look at the expression on your face now! You look like someone who has never seen this world before! A bottle of Moutai that costs 2.99 million dollars can already scare you like this? Let me tell you, there is another kind of liquor, and there are only ten bottles of that Moutai in the entire country! It is called the Drought Spirit, and it is worth tens of millions of dollars each!” “Drought Spirit?” Elaine frowned as she asked, “What do you mean by that? Was the liquor dug out from the drylands?!” Jacob replied contemptuously, “Are you sure you graduated from university? I am talking about the drought period, not the dry and barren lands!” Elaine sp

Ashby teases, shooting me a playful wink. I roll my eyes, "Very funny." Summoning a waiter, we place our orders – a bottle of whiskey, vodka, gin, and rum, a symphony of spirits to fuel the night. Water is ordered for Ashby, who, in a fleeting commitment to health, claims to be on a diet. The vibrant scene around us continues to unfold, a tableau of desire, laughter, and camaraderie against the backdrop of the club's dynamic ambiance.

No one would dare to provoke Thomas anymore. They knew very clearly that they were the animals, and they could never hope to fight against this terrifying lion! Thomas exhaled and looked at Craig. “Mr. Eastwood, do you have more?” Everyone was speechless. ‘Does he have more?’ Hah. That was Everclear Grain Vodka, something with 75% alcohol content. It was one of the strongest spirits in the world, and he was not satisfied even after drinking two bottles? Did he think he was drinking Heineken?

"Mr. Bendez, I am done. I am done with the high school, and yet to get into the college or the univ..." "I am so sorry! I forget so soon. Please forgive me. Bravo! Once more my friend." "Thank you." "How is your friend Bad, and how was your party?" "Bad is doing great. And my birthday party was such a tremendous escapism; everyone still wishes for a recrudesce." "That is great. So, what can we offer you this time?". " um, I need some liquor, liqueur, vodka, spirits. Just some hard intoxicants and two plastic bottles of soft drinks".

I can't lose her just like this. ​When I got inside the bar, I immediately ordered, "Give me the hardest drink you've got there." The bartender looked for a drink for a moment, and when he came back, he was holding a bottle of Spirytus. Now that's a good drink to get knocked out immediately. ​The bartender prepared my drink, and I drank it one after another. Even though I had only had a few sips, I immediately felt dizzy and a strong punch to my stomach. Yeah, that's how strong it is.