Tasa Alcoholemia Novel Novels & Stories

I asked as I glare at him. He saw the alcohol in my hands and closed the door. "After that, I need a drink, give me that." He said holding his hand out as he walked towards the bed. I laughed because he looked like a zombie walking like that. He reached my bed and I handed him the bottle which he took a sip out of. "Why are you not sleeping, Tesoro?" Aless asked. "I had a memory come back and then it was followed by a bad one. I didn't want to wake you or Luca up so I came in here and grabbed my bottle of whiskey." I said grabbing the bottle out of his hand and then taking a sip.

" Nah it's fine. I'm just gonna take one shot. Don't wanna stress the baby." " That means you won't be needing one shot then. Where's the water." Alice says and opens the fridge. She brought out a bottle water and give one to Marina as she closes the fridge. She arranges the glass on the counter and fill each glass with 1989. What type of alcohol is that ? " Wait. I've never drank this before." Elsa mutter. " Yeah. New gifts needs new drinks. I don't even know where I heard that from." Alice mutters and closes the drink.

“That sigh didn’t sound too good.” “No, I was just thinking about how it’s been ages since I just took a breath and not worried about anything. It feels good,” he says, kissing the side of my head. I’ve always had to constantly watch my back and live as if I would die tomorrow, so I understand what he means by that. But compared to how long he’s been alive, what I’ve been through must seem like a breeze to him. He reaches for the bottle next to the tub and holds it up. “It's called Varleaunieux Invecchiato; it’s a blood-infused non-alcoholic wine and safe for you to consume,” he says before pouring us each a glass.

Chapter Five Alessia’s POV The club smelled like sweat, liquor, and desperation. The bass pounded through the walls, vibrating beneath my feet as I sank deeper into the booth in the farthest corner of the room. My fingers curled around the heavy glass in front of me, the amber liquid burned down my throat as I took another long, slow sip. It was Hot scotch, mixed with tequila. Strong, Bitter and Perfect. The voices around me blurred into a dull hum, but I could still catch bits of conversations. My name was everywhere. Alessia Vasquez. The police officer who arrested her own husband. The wife of a criminal. The fraud who pretended to be a hero while sleeping next to a liar.

Cecil, being the wine enthusiast she is, nearly finished the whole bottle herself. We ordered another bottle of wine, and I could see Cecil's eyes light up even more. The Château Margaux had an alcohol content of 12.5% to 13.5% ABV, so I kept an eye on her. I didn't want her to get alcohol poisoning. I knew being a wolf had its own perks but I wasn't going o take any chances, normally I've seen Damon take three bottles of this and still didn't get drunk, but as they say; prevention is better than cure.

She asked. "It is kept disclosed for safety reasons, Ria why did you tested the new substance on the wine without proper check, that substance can causes more crave for wine but yet it is poisonous, why did you put such a thing In the wine just to get more wealth???" The cop gruffed banging his palm on the table, Ria was more than confused, all he said was sounding weird to her ear, she couldn't just understand, "What substance?...I don't get you!" She snorted,

I stared at the glass, watching as the vodka swirled around, the light reflecting off the surface. "You shouldn't drink too much," Elias warned, but I ignored him, taking another sip. The alcohol started to hit me, making my thoughts jumbled and my vision blurry. The glass felt heavy in my hand as I took shot after shot, drowning my sorrows in the bottom of the glass. Elias rested his head on the back of the couch. "It's so hard to believe Lucia's capable of murder." "Her damn name is Dakota and not Lucia. How does all of these make any sense?"

hi," Mimi says, "how are you?" Tolu asked, "am good" Mimi replied, "and what happened to him?" Mimi asked, "he complained about drowsiness and weaknesses of the body" Tolu replied, "Is that all" Mimi asked, "I think so but am waiting for him to wake up to give us full details of how it happened because something of such has never happened to anyone of us," Tolu says, "It might be the repercussions of high intake of alcohol" 'Tara says, "or Mimi what do you think?" 'Tara asked,

The screen flickered to life, and Michael’s hologram shimmered into the night air, his form seeming to pulse with my own erratic heartbeat. “Ang,” his voice was a low, clinical alarm in the quiet street. “You are very inebriated. Your blood-alcohol concentration is 0.22%. Your heart rate is tachycardic, and your neuro-signatures indicate a high probability of alcohol poisoning. All stats are through the roof. May I call an ambulance?”

Thalia grabbed her bag and they moved there, where they were served small, spicy dishes. Damian ordered a bottle of Amarone della Valpolicella. The content was dark and syrupy, its weight masking the high alcohol content. Thalia poured herself a glass and drank it like water to drown out the pain she was feeling about the new revelation. She didn’t know whether to be happy or sad, but one thing was for sure… her head was starting to bang hard from a terrible headache. By the time the bottle was almost empty, the room was spinning in slow circles. She dropped her head onto the table.