Story Spirits Novels & Stories

Rancel ordered their drinks with confidence, while Meagia looked around in awe, taking in the sights and sounds of the bar. Meagia’s sobbing had died down and she glanced around only to see the row of bottles, adorned with golden labels and topped with glistening stoppers, lined the back of the bar. The bottles stood tall and proud, casting a rich and alluring display which could only be afforded by the elites. The assortment of spirits ranged from amber-hued whiskeys to crystal-clear gins, promising a world of flavours and delights.

Irritated, I got up and poured myself a drink. The most popular drink in hell was called Spirits, which was created by harvesting the blood of a sinner and distilling it, making it into alcohol. The stronger the sinner, the more concentrated the blood, which affected how fast a demon would become intoxicated. Especially if the sinner was a priest or a holy man. The sin would be more damning, making the blood a vintage blend.