Unspeakable Juice Box Novels & Stories

I replied, stepping aside. Xavier peered into the box, and as soon as his eyes landed on the desserts, his jaw dropped. His face was a canvas of astonishment, his brows shooting upward as he gasped loudly enough for everyone to hear. “Oh… my… goodness! The *Unborn Phoenix*! This can’t be real!” he exclaimed, his voice quivering with reverence. The crowd erupted in murmurs of confusion and awe. “What’s the Unborn Phoenix?” someone whispered. “Is it that rare dessert you can only find in ultra-exclusive restaurants?” another asked.

conversation with Chloe. "Double shot then," Chase nudges my shoulder, holding out the cup. I grab the plastic cup of 'Jungle Juice'... it smells like rubbing alcohol and sugar... and down it in one go. My throat catches, and I have to cough. The room does a slow 360-degree tilt. "Next!" I choke out, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“That’s not normal post-hit. You sure you didn’t take anything? Supplements? New pre-workout?” Jax barked a laugh that turned into a cough. “Yeah. Chugged omega juice this morning. Forgot to tell Coach.” The medic blinked. Didn’t laugh. Probably because Jax’s scent was flooding the room now thick, syrupy, unmistakable. Even the kid’s nostrils flared before he caught himself and looked away.

The black car parked a few blocks away and made another phone call. Sasha made her self comfortable in her favourite booth, she picked up the menu and ordered for something crispy and a juice. The juice arrived first and she opened it and poured in a glass, she sipped from it and savoured the taste in her tongue before swallowing, the first sweet thing she had tasted after last night, she thought and it made her love the juice more.

Rose gave $2, and she shuffled the juice. Whoa. Without sin, the strange man in front of her sucks Rose's drink. Rose surrendered when the drink was half. "Thank you, I'll make sure we'll meet again." "He's like a ghost." Indifferently, Rose sipped her juice, which had been sucked in with a sweet taste, and the leftover dregs were no longer tasty. Rose returned to Cheryl. Who knows how many times she went back and forth. "That it's a stomach or a black hole, it's exhausting fast." Cheryl's comments saw the juice was crushed. Though she also wants to.

Isobelle My eyes bulged as I read the instructions on the back of the Vibro Bullet box, and my anus clenched with sympathy. They labeled the packaging ‘Truth or Dare’ meaning that things just got a lot nastier, and my inner wolf was cackling her ass off.

Levi reappears, a red plastic cup in each hand. “Ladies,” he drawls, holding the drinks out toward Nessa and me. I take it from him, staring down into the cup dubiously at the red liquid inside. “It’s jungle juice,” he provides before I can ask. “Tastes like kool-aid, but watch out, that shit is potent.” Nessa takes a sip, swallowing it down and licking her lips. “Ooh, this is yummy.” She turns to me, tapping her cup to mine. “Try it, Vee!”

“So, I want you to find all your stuff for your backpack… your puzzles, and pencils, and baseball cards. What else?” “Juice. In a juicebox, not a bottle.” “OK, yeah. Today’s Friday… what juice do you drink today?” “Grape.” “OK, good. I’ll get your grape juicebox and bring it here. I want you to stay in this room until I come and get you. You understand me, man?” “Yes.” “Get dressed, and pack as quick as you can, Noah. We’ve got to go fast.” “Sarah’s hurt really bad.”

When Shin put the bottled strawberry juice, I suddenly started snoring again one after the other. I look at Shin. His head rested on his desk while his head was covered with a notebook. Instead of drinking the bottled strawberry juice that Shin put on my table, I stopped my hiccups. I don’t want to drink what he gave me. I just don’t want to. I do not know why. I feel like there is a curse on the juice that Shin gave me, that once I drink it, I will be poisoned for life. ~~~ .... ....

He didn't behave this badly when I bandaged his leg. I glance over to find Tee inserting a syringe of liquid into a juice box he hands over to Jax. Ryder nods to him. I briefly leave Jase to talk with my uncle. "What did Tee put in that juice box he handed to Jax?" I ask in a hushed tone as he stitches up Storm's calf. "Vicodin mixed with peanut butter whiskey in his apple juice so can't taste it. Why? Is Alpha being a big baby and getting on your ever-lovin nerves?"