Unscramble Alcohol Novels & Stories

He wanted to ease the pain, and all he could think of was alcohol. The bar was dimly lit, with the soft hum of conversations and clinking glasses creating a backdrop for Felix's attempt to drown his thoughts. He ordered a whiskey, his fingers tapping anxiously on the glass as he stared into the amber liquid. The bitterness of the alcohol seemed to match the bitterness of the memories that lingered in his mind.

Alizeh: "Whatttt?, Whennnnn??? And Bacardi isn't even that much beer" Varun: "It has 8% alcohol, which is more than beer!" Alizeh: "Lol I know!" Alizeh: "I wish you would have drunk with me!" Varun: "You will soon drink with me!" Alizeh: "I really wish!" Alizeh: "By the way when you came with Aarush, you should have stayed!" Varun: "I had to talk to Akash so I went!" Alizeh: "Ohh, Achha!"

Why did it become a hindrance instead? Ahhh!!! Uea wanted to curse alcohol!!!

he added. "Pure? You mean one hundred percent alcohol?" and Al nodded his head. "You're crazy," Josh replied. Al frowned, a sign he didn't understand what madness he was doing. "Hey," Ann called and Al turned. "What are you going to do with this alcohol? Before you only received what we gave, and now you ask for it. I believe this alcohol is not for His Majesty," explained Ann. "Yes, I need it to clean the wound. Something like that, and don't ask any more questions, because I don't intend to explain it," explained Al.

’ Alina slurred and hiccuped, ‘No, I’m sorry I don’t I have only just moved into the area.’ ‘You speak funny.’ Sofia giggled again as they reached a large table filled with bottles of all kinds of alcohol, ‘So you don’t like beer what’s your poison Aurora?’ She was about to say wine when she saw the unopened bottle of vodka and reached across to pick it up, ‘How about we share this girls?’ She waggled the bottle and her new friends clapped their hands excitedly,

“Water.” Aaron smirked, pulling a flask from his saddle. He passed it over. Alaric uncapped it, sniffed, and raised a brow. “Wine?” “Alcohol is water,” Aaron quipped dryly, “until whenever.” Alaric huffed a laugh, taking a long swallow before handing it back. “Now that’s a prince. An alcoholic with problems alcohol can’t solve… but we drink anyway.” The two shared the f aintest of smiles, then turned their eyes forward again, toward Selvane, toward war.

Caleb felt the pain and he opened his mouth. Hansen tilted his hand that held the glass of liquid, and suddenly poured the strong alcohol into Caleb's mouth. After the glass of strong alcohol reached Caleb's stomach, he saw countless black shadows overlapping in front of his eyes, and his stomach was burning and painful. Even people who were accustomed to drinking wouldn't be able to resist Hansen's specially prepared alcohol. Caleb began to tremble.

I reached for the bottle of brandy, its amber liquid promising temporary respite from the turmoil within. The scent of the brandy filled the air as I poured myself a shot, the glass clinking against the countertop. I raised it to my lips, allowing the warmth to spread through me, momentarily numbing the ache in my heart. But no amount of alcohol could silence the nagging doubts that plagued me.

I swear I wanted to shove scissors into my ears ! " God, sometimes I wish you guys could walk a mile in a woman's body for you to understand the challenges we face every fucking day," She was livid, that was obviously. Which is the complete opposite of what she usually is whenever she has a flask full of booze. Alcohol brings out a different version of you after taking a few bottles in ; those who get increasingly quieter with each glass consumed, those who get louder after emptied a glass or two, those who get excessively emotional and sob, confessing their love for you ( Nico does that) , and those who get angry.

Then she grabbed the wine bottle, comsumed the whole thing, banged the empty bottle on the table, and glared at my uncle. My eyes widened as I stared at her and faintly smiled, admiring her impudence and carefree spirit. “Why are you so set on giving him alcohol?” She shouted, pointing her finger at him. A flash of annoyance crossed uncle Lex's face and his mouth set in a firm line as he threw me a hard look. “You have so many old scumbags sitting next to you! Why don’t you offer them some wine, instead of forcing Altas to get drunk!” Aria shouted, slamming her hand on the table.