Tasa Maxima Alcohol Novels & Stories

Rose gasped in shock. She glanced at the long table in front of the booth and saw the row of beer, whiskey, and all kinds of other alcoholic beverages. There were fifty bottles of beer. She knew how good of a drinker Kaze was. He was a lot stronger than the ordinary, but if he had to drink every bottle to the last drop, he might suffer from alcohol poisoning. Patrick, Maxine, and the others were initially disappointed when they thought Blackie was not going to teach Kaze a lesson.

“I’m not only worried about you Max, but also your friends, you guys are too young for this and I don’t want an officer on our doorstep tomorrow simply because one of their parents reported us.” “They won’t do that.” “How sure are you?” When he didn’t answer, I sighed, “listen, I want you to enjoy yourself but I don’t want you to overdo it. Look at you Max, you are drunk, and it’s your first time,” I paused, “something has to be done before they all start falling asleep, first of all, I’m taking away the remaining alcohols and you have until 8:00 to have everyone gone, got it?”

"That was a shot of El Lukadore tequila with 55 percent alcohol content. I myself needed to take a break after taking a sip yet you downed all of it in one shot? What a lad!" Silas was stunned. Tequila? 55 percent alcohol content? Silas felt his internal organs and digestive tract burn in the next instant. He dashed right to the washroom. Rose glanced in Silas' direction as he ran off, her eyes twinkling slightly. "Your heart isn't that strong. Why don't you quit drinking and smoking, hm? Even my man was able to quit smoking, though he's been doing it for years, so I'm sure you can do the same."

Leni agreed, saying, “Charles is right. Whether you get drunk or not depends on three factors—your alcohol tolerance, your alcohol intake, and your alcohol consumption rate.” He continued, “If your maximum alcohol intake at a dinner table is a pound of liquor, you definitely won't be able to reach that level when drinking alone. That's because drinking at a table involves chatting while drinking, which consumes a lot of physical and bodily fluids and leads to greater alcohol consumption. In addition, the high spirits contribute to alcohol evaporation.” After pondering for a moment, the person said with a smile, “That makes sense! Today is really enjoyable. The happier I am, the more I want t

“Stop drinking,I can’t have Gianna calling me to scold me if you get drunk.Your body system can barely handle alcohol,why are you pushing yourself so hard today?!” It was as if Edgar wasn’t talking to anyone because Maxim just kept drinking. “She won’t call you to scold you.She doesn’t care about me anymore.”His voice was muffled,he sounded angry and helpless at the same time. Edgar grimaced. He found that hard to believe.Whenever Maxim gets drunk,he would fall terribly sick the next day but after he starting dating Gianna,she always made sure he doesn’t drink. And when he’s with Edgar and ends up drinking which only happened a few times,Gianna would call Edgar reminding him of Maxim’s healt

“You weren’t thinking about Hush when you chugged half a glass of vodka with 56% alcohol volume in one shot.” “I don’t know, man,” I groaned, massaging my forehead, not arguing anymore about how disoriented Sienna’s rejection had left me. “I think I just need to sleep and forget tonight.” “Sleep?” Max stood up from his chair, throwing his cigar into the ashtray. “No, Gavin. I know just what you need.”

Even if she got drunk, it would not have affected her work. Old Mr. Lafayette scolded her, “Let’s see if you dare to get drunk again. Do you think you’re resistant to alcohol? No matter how high your alcohol tolerance is, it doesn’t mean you can drink excessively and not get drunk at all. “Some people even get alcohol poisoning.” Rosalie promised, “After this incident, I’ll never get drunk again. In the future, I’ll only drink three to five glasses of alcohol. I won’t go beyond that.”

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.

Emy explained that she knew me well, probably because she had worked for me for a long time. "Yes, I understand, but you should stop consuming alcohol excessively, Madam. If your alcohol level rises to 0.30%, then your condition will be hazardous. You will lose consciousness and end up in a coma, ma'am." "Oh my!" Emy was shocked and covered her mouth in disbelief. What the doctor said irritated me. I brushed off his hand that was still holding my wrist and brushed it off. "Come out, I want to rest." "Madam..." Emy approached me with a complaining and concerned tone of voice.

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?