Une Limonade Novels & Stories

Lionel is waiting for me outside and offers me a large glass with a yellow liquid in it, "Not to be rude, but what's in this? It looks disgusting." "Just banana and mango, with protein. Almond milk. When we're at the gym we can eat something else, but it's late and we need to go so drink that and get moving." I drink it in big gulps even though I hate mango and then walk out of the apartment following Lion like I'm his dog. Maybe that's literal? I'm not sure.

Ok, maybe that's not exactly how it happened, but it doesn't change how much I wish my parents were alive. A beautiful woman arrives carrying a tray laden with drinks and food. She places a frothy, creamy-looking drink with a lime slice on the rim in front of each of us. Cocktails? I'm not sure stating this conversation with alcohol is a good idea since I tend to let my opinions out a little more freely when full of the giggle juice. "This is Brazilian Lemonade. It was your mother's favorite," the King says. "It's non-alcoholic and quite refreshing," Adrian picks up his glass and indicates by clinking mine. I oblige and clink his glass before I take a tentative sip. It's freaking amazing. Wh

He pauses, then adds, “It was… thoughtful of you to include us.” The admission seems to cost him something. I seize the opportunity. “What’s your favorite cocktail?” I ask, offering what I hope looks like a serene smile and not a painful grimace. “I’d like to serve it at the party.” Leonard’s eyebrows raise slightly. “You don’t have to—” “I want to,” I insist. “Please.” He studies me for a long moment, then nods. “Very well. There’s a drink I enjoy. It’s not common—my own creation, actually. Kiwi muddled with mint, gin, lime juice, and a splash of elderflower liqueur.”

“Because if it is, I’ll award you.” “You won’t be alive for that, sir,” he gives me a smile nervous smile. “Drink it in one go.” “I like you, Axel, you are daring. Cheers!” I raise my glass and pour the drink into my mouth. It sizzles in contact with my tongue and tastes sour that I almost bite my cheeks. It leaves a warm trail passing down my gut. “How much alcoholic was it?” I ask, clicking my tongue with a slight shake of my head. “Four shots can blank out even a heavy drinker. It’s called the Lime Grinch Punch.” Axel passes two glasses to another guy.

I sipped on it and found it to be very tasty. "What is this?" I asked, taking another sip. "Oh, that's Captain Morgan's Spiced Rum and tonic water with some lime," Trina said. "I just love it, don't you?" "It's delicious," I agreed, carefully trying to sit so that my legs were pressed together.

Luna washed it all down with a refreshing caipirinha, a traditional Brazilian cocktail made with cachaça, lime, and sugar. To escape the hustle and bustle of the city, Luna ventured into the lush Tijuca Forest. She hiked along the scenic trails, surrounded by towering trees, exotic birds, and cascading waterfalls. Luna felt a deep connection to nature as she embraced the tranquility and beauty of this urban jungle.

What's her name? - Cindy Connor. He cracked a smile. - I'm told she likes fancy drinks. At least once in my life I want to feel like her... What does she like to drink most? - We're talking about Cosmopolitan. - He smiled, going to prepare. Minutes later the bartender appeared with a flat glass, with a reddish liquid inside and a slice of lemon... or orange. I couldn't identify. - Vodka, cranberry juice , orange liqueur and lime juice. You can add a slice of lemon or orange to garnish. She prefers orange, so I made hers like this. - He explained.

I wore on an optimistic smile but deep down I just wanted this to be done quickly. "But I gave you something to wear" My mother whispered as she poured the limoon into each glass. "Over here, we have a centurion's meal, known as the kushari-" She started as she opened the steaming dish. "We have macaroni and rice with lentils, topped off with tomato sauce and garlic vinegar" She described the food porn. "And in each glass is limoon, basically lemon and sugar with ice" She said as she took her sit. "This was my mother's favorite. And she always kept a secret ingredient to make it perfect" She added.

Liam’s mate ushered their children over while Liam led us toward the concession stand to grab food and the spiked version of whatever the kids were drinking. Everyone congregated around the rink was in good spirits. I even spotted some of my own pack members enjoying themselves. Sasha and Liam rambled on next to me while I grunted here and there, acknowledging their presence. At least Sasha had found someone to converse with him. I wasn’t in the mood. Everything still weighed heavy on me, and I couldn’t find it in me to just let go. But maybe the drink would help. I sipped it, and it actually wasn’t bad. It was some warm, sweet apple juice that someone had poured bourbon into with a heavy ha

Each bite was an explosion of tastes and textures, making it a truly unforgettable experience. I took a sip of the ginger juice mixed with pineapple and watermelon to cleanse my palate. The sharp, spicy kick of the ginger was the first to hit my taste buds, followed by the sweet, tropical flavor of the pineapple. The watermelon added a refreshing, cooling effect, creating a perfectly balanced drink. It was invigorating and delicious, a delightful way to refresh my senses.