Romans & histoires Story Spirits

A minute later, my cell buzzed with the reply. “Yes.” My mom told me. I smirked. I was happy I found one of the fuckers who did that to my mom. I gave a slight nod to Axel who smirked back. “Hey, what whiskey do you have?” Axel asked him when he came over. “We’ve got Irish, Japanese, Scotch, Single Malts, Rye and Bourbon. What do you like?” “Johnny Walker.” He told him. “Coming right up. And for you?” he asked, “Bourbon, don’t care what one.” I told him. He nodded again.

He knew he couldn't let anything happen to her; something deep inside compelled him to stay close, especially during this excursion. ​Upon arrival, Scarlett spotted her friend Leslie, who was already waiting with her usual infectious energy. Scarlett took the moment to whisper her plan: she wanted to explore the woods. The camp was near a lake featured in the mysterious book that had belonged to her mother, and she felt a desperate need to find it and unravel its secrets. ​Alex, who was closer than Scarlett realized, overheard their conversation, and a heavy worry settled in his mind. I can’t let her go to that place alone, he thought grimly. There was something about that lake—something onl

Therefore, he was totally uninterested in what they were talking about. “Do you have spirits?” Heather raised her eyebrows at Matthias. She hadn’t drunk spirits for a long time, for everyone drank either red wine or imported wine while discussing things overseas. “I do.” Matthias seldom drank spirits as well, but he kept a few good bottles of spirits at home for decoration. “Let’s drink something different today,” Heather suggested with great interest. One could tell that she was in high spirits today. “I’ll drink with you to the very end,” Matthias agreed readily. He was even willing to drink poisonous wine as long as he had Heather keeping him company.

It was the only source of heat in a world that was turning to ice. He looked around the cabin. It was a single room, dominated by a large hearth and a small, fur-covered cot. In the corner, he found a cache of supplies—dried meat, some old blankets, and a wooden shelf lined with dust-covered bottles. He grabbed a bottle and wiped the grime from the label. Star-Fire Spirits. It was a potent, Solaris-made alcohol, distilled from the fermented roots of the sun-lilies. It was known for its ability to warm the blood of a dying wolf.

She's a waitress too, but over time, Ruru assigned her to handle the expensive drinks. "Lisa! Were you not listening to my explanation earlier?" She waved the black cloth she was holding in front of my face. "Top Shelf Liquor can be divided into two categories! Darks and Lights. The Darks include Scotch, Brandy, and Whiskey, while the Lights are Gin, Tequila, and Vodka," she explained once again. I nodded to move the conversation along, her words were barely audible over the DJ's music and the people dancing on the floor.

When we got home, there was Euri, who was enraged when she spotted Kazuo. I could see she was enraged. I can see the flames erupting from her translucent body. This is a furious Demon! "What is this? Why is there a Ghost hanging around you!?" She exclaimed, actually— She isn't upset that Kazuo is hovering around me. She's undoubtedly upset because I failed to keep my promise to her. I understand how concerned she was; conversing with other spirits is a foolish thing to do. I clapped both of my palms, forcibly smiling against each other.

After a pause, he continued, "Darling, do you want to come and join me for a drink? I don't mind sharing the spiritual alcohol if you come to sit with us." Sheila gave the man a disgusted look and rolled her eyes. "No. We can order it ourselves." "Haha. Let's see if you can afford it as you say!" At that moment, the waitress interrupted and explained the origin of the spiritual alcohol to Severin and Sheila. "The spiritual alcohol is brewed by the restaurant owner, Kylie. She has attainment. When she's free, she likes to brew her own alcohol. After a long time of research and study, she created this spiritual alcohol. It has spiritual energy in the alcohol and that is the reason for its heft

Caspian nodded, "I plan to give him this stuff, but unfortunately, I didn't see him. Madam Hayley, please accept it on his behalf." "This is really…" Hayley was at a loss for words. The two bottles of spirit essence would already cost 16000 fedulings, and even if one could afford it, they might not be able to get it. As for the spiritual tea, Hayley could tell that they were not ordinary ones that could be purchased outside. It was even more upscale than the ones she saw before. Moreover, Hayley had a hunch that the most high-end spiritual tea in Evergreen Town was incomparable to these two bags of spiritual tea.

His large fingers point to the napkin. “Oh. Um, it’s three shots.” I will myself to meet his eyes. “Jim Beam, Jack Daniels, and Johnnie Walker.” A head tilt now accompanies his smirk. “The Four Horsemen adds a shot of Jameson or Jose Cuervo.” I gulp. “Like the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.” I prattle on. “You’re an enigma.” “Excuse me?” The more we talk, the more I need my drink.

I said. “I see,” he said. “That’s it? You see?” Kiran started to laugh, and I frowned at him. “It was me, Kai. I took the Scotch,” he said, and had the decency to look guilty. “What?” I said in disbelief. “Why wouldn’t you just tell the staff?” “Are you going to take it from my salary?” Kiran laughed, as he watched me. I wasn’t happy at all. “I’ll send you the bill for eight bottles of Scotch,” I said, and he started laughing again.