روايات وقصص ضمن Teleport Liquor

Spike’s request was a strange one- it was an orange and cinnamon liquor that apparently had exotic spices and herbs in it that weren’t present in many other drinks. I had to travel to three separate shops in the market before I managed to locate it on a shelf in the back. The bottle was tall and skinny, with a gold, engraved label. The glass was a strange dark green, and when I held it up to the light I was surprised to see the liquid practically glowed. When I brought it to the front to pay, the shopkeeper seemed surprised by the purchase. “Only one other guest besides you, miss, has sought out this particular liquor,” he noted as he handed me the bottle. “The other guest deemed the flavor

" Adrian then used his teleportation abilities to teleport into the room as soon as he finished saying this to everyone. A complete and total disaster, to put it mildly. The floor was littered with bottles of alcoholic beverages. To avoid stepping on any broken glass from the previous day's broken windows, Adrian had to be extremely cautious. Luke happened to be sitting on the floor, leaning against the bed, when he discovered the stranger. Immediately adjacent to him, there are two crates of alcoholic beverages. Alcoholic beverages appeared to be being consumed by his brother in an apparent attempt to numb his pain. Because he was starving himself in order to quench his thirst as well, his

His rough hands fidgeted nervously. Tom was accustomed to smoking and drinking, but there was no smoke here, and the best wine in the world was readily available to him. Frost poured him a glass of 55-year-old single malt whiskey from the Macallan Lalique series, a bottle of which could buy Bianca's rented house—three of them! "You do not need to feel guilty! You haven't done anything wrong!" Frost sat opposite Tom, pouring himself a glass of whiskey and toasting Tom with it.

Harper speaks for the first time tonight strolling over with a glass of what I’m guessing is vodka from the clear liquid. Octavia sits up taking the glass, clinks it with harper’s then takes a big gulp. “Gods Harp what is that.” Octavia asks choking. “Uh it’s a harper special; Vodka, Malibu, Bacardi, Gin and a dash of lemonade.” She says with a wink. I scrunch up my nose that sounds terrible. Octavia shakes her head but tips the glass back and finishes it anyway, “Whoo, that’s one way to wake up.”

Liam's POV Liam's Penthouse “What a day it has been, phew,” I sighed, sinking into the leather chair in my penthouse study. I set my phone on the table and bit my lower lip, still thinking about everything that had happened. With a tired swing, I spun the chair around and opened one of the drawers of my desk. There, I found a rare bottle of Dalmore 64 Trinitas—one of only three ever made. I grabbed a glass and poured myself some whiskey, admiring the deep amber liquid as it caught the light. I swirled the glass slowly before bringing it close to my nose, closing my eyes to enjoy the rich aroma of vanilla, caramel, and honey.

“His image,” Vera finally said. “And his vices.” Now they were getting somewhere. Isaac tilted his head, keeping his voice light and breezy as he murmured, “Vices? What kind of vices?” Vera glanced toward the palace, as if worried they might be overheard. “He pretends to be so proper, so traditional,” she said, lowering her voice. “But there’s this Lycan liquor he loves—Blue Moon Spirit. It was banned from export to the Werewolf kingdom during the trade disputes a few years ago.”

I walk into one of the receiving rooms that had been transformed into a recreational room. “Here you deserve this, for all the shit you have been through.” Tobias is standing there holding out a drink. My nose twitches and I recognize the scent as rum. A favorite liquor around here. I take it and without thought, down it. I’m not a drinker but I feel like I could surely do with one right now to take the edge off a little. I hold my glass out and Tobias picks up a bottle from behind the bar and fills it again. I down that one too.

When I pulled back, she looked dazed. "We should celebrate," I said. "Celebrate?" She laughed. "We're in a safe house. We can't exactly go out for sushi." "We don't need sushi." I walked to the vintage liquor cabinet in the corner of the study and pulled out a bottle of McCallan 1946. "And we don't need to go out." I poured two glasses and handed one to her. "To the end of the Blackwoods," I toasted. "To the end," she agreed, clinking her glass against mine.

I’ve never seen or heard Amelia drunk before, but she sounds hilarious. Tezus is a special alcoholic brew made for supernatural beings. It’s made in a distillery based in Rome that’s run by a family of makkaris. A makkari is what humans would call ‘witches.’ They use magic to make their brews more compatible with our bodies. You can get pretty wasted off a couple glasses super-fast. If she just downed an entire bottle then I’m amazed she’s still standing. “Indisposed? She sounds Gods damn wasted,” Jasper says with a raised eyebrow.

“What do you have in mind?” He gives me a crooked smile back. “How about sending some fake info about a ‘new’ liquor which doesn’t have the bitter taste of alcohol and has even stronger effects on werewolves? Downing one glass, and the werewolf is knocked on his/her butt. What do you think?” A new secret liquor. Very interesting. I like it. I nod my head. “That sounds good. How are you going to ‘leak’ it to the rogue pack?”