Strawberry Champagne Lucky For You That's What I Like นิยาย & เรื่องราว

“Anyway, for tonight alcohol should be the solution.” I took another sip from the champagne. It was sweet, way too sweet, with this weird, tangy aftertaste. My stomach churned a bit; I wasn't used to anything stronger than lukewarm tea. But Freya was already dragging me away, her laughter echoing over the music.

Teddy suddenly stood up, excusing himself with a mysterious smile. He disappeared into the house for a moment and returned holding a sleek bottle of expensive champagne—Dom Pérignon, its gold label catching the warm light of the dining room chandelier. And Teddy, he looks so powerful and seductive just holding the champagne I licked my lips instantly thinking of what I could do to that body of his but then I immediately shock the wild thoughts from my head. You better think straight Amanda stop being lustful. I thought.

Skylar's POV "Let's get this party started, hey?!" Nina pops open a bottle of champagne as the worker begins rolling the rack of dress in front of me. "Don't worry," she adds and picks up another bottle off the cart of drinks that was just hauled in. "I got some sparkling apple cider for the bride!" I don't even bother hiding my smile. She hands me a glass of the juice and I take a small sip before I set it down. Hmm, I might actually prefer this over a glass of champagne.

(Kaden POV) Loud music blares through the speakers as the moon is high in the obsidian sky. Surprisingly, my current drink in hand is not tequila. I know, I shocked myself, too. I take a sip of my champagne, savoring the flavor on my tongue, and admire the sight of my friends and the surrounding strangers having the time of their lives just before the new year. The new year is going to start in a few minutes. I'm excited. I'm looking forward to what the new year will

Lemon – my favourite – with the party theme colors trimming the beautiful cake. As the singing ended, I turned to the crowd thanking them for attending, for joining me in celebrating my 18thbirthday, for making the event extra special with their presence. As I was wrapping up my speech, I raised a glass of champagne that I had not realized was put in my hand “to everyone finding their enchanted happy ever after”. Everyone raised their glasses and took a sip.

But that is luck, chaos personified. Take the example of one George Wickham. The night before luck had been with him at cards, and he had celebrated quite liberally. So liberally, in fact, that he woke with his tongue stuck to the roof of his mouth and a pounding headache made worse by the sunlight streaming into his room. It took him some time to get the nerve to sit up, and even then he had a struggle to pour out a cup of water from the pitcher at his bedside to try to remove at least the dry and fuzzy feeling. What time was it? It seemed awfully bright in his room. Lord, he hoped he had not missed the post coach. Surely, Denny would get him if it was getting late. He could not resent his

After that, Anna would occasionally see Kim appear in the Five Roses bar as a substitute bartender for those who could not be on duty. “Honey, the table in the corner. This is yours~” Kim placed on Anna’s tray a strawberry cocktail, the light pink color in the glass darkening from the bottom to the rim. On the side of the glass, there is also half a red berry, which looks very delicious. Anna looked at the cocktail in fascination. She did not regret praising Kim. “Miss Kim, this strawberry cocktail is beautiful. Your skills seem to be getting better and better!” Kim heard Anna’s compliment, and she laughed haha, hands patting her enormous chest.

Sam purposely asked this question. Christine's mind was in mess and she could not think straight when she was distracted. "I like Strawberry flavour."She blurted out without thinking it thoroughly. "So,You like Strawberry flavour then that's my first choice.We will first try this flavour.You should have bought in all boxes in that flavour only." Christine finally realised that she has destroyed her image.How could she say that thing earlier.She must clarify herself first else this person will have wrong ideas about her.

“For the best birthday weekend I’ve ever been part of.” “To us,” I corrected, clinking my glass against his. We drank, and I let the bubbles sit on my tongue for a moment before swallowing. Actually, the champagne tasted… weird. Not bad exactly, just off somehow. I set the glass down, reaching for a strawberry instead. “Not a fan?” Matt asked, gesturing to the champagne. “Just not in the mood, I guess.” I bit into the strawberry, the sweetness exploding on my tongue.”This is better.”

I didn’t want to lie, but I couldn’t bear to tell her the truth either. "Where did you get these?" she asked, biting into one with a grin. "Oh my GOD Jaxon, this is AMAZING!" "Now, take a sip of Dom," I told her, and I motioned to her champagne flute. "The strawberries complement the champagne. It’s a thing." Tell her, don’t tell her. Tell her, don’t tell her. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Fuck me, I thought, that guy really was right, I had lost my shit.