Venti Drunk Novels & Stories

“Don’t you dare to hurt my new friend or else—you will see!” “Is Astrid already drunk?” I question in disbelief. “It looks like it is,” Vince replied. “Astrid, when she drinks any kind of alcoholic drink, she gets drunk. Not so drunk, maybe she’s just lost her mind,” Vince explained with a laugh. “But she can continue to drink a lot of alcoholic drinks without thinking.” I nodded. “I see.” That’s why Astrid wraps her arms around me. It’s like we’re BFFs. Hendrix moved next to me and when he was about to release Astrid’s hold on me, Astrid hit Hendrix’s hand.

Foaming at the mouth. “Someone get me a fucking doctor!” He yelled again, and I passed out before the doctor could arrive, gripping onto his shirt. -------

Serena turned around, seeing Damien, flashed a playful smile, "Oh, honey, you're finally here! I've been waiting for you!" Damien looked at the drunken Serena with a hint of exasperation, "Have you been drinking?" She held up her fingers, playfully saying, "I only had a tiny bit, just a little bit." Damien frowned, "You were just recovering from a fever and you drank?" Feeling a bit dizzy, she leaned against Damien, "Honey, I'm so dizzy. Please don't scold me! I know I was wrong! I promise, I won't drink again…”

He was so furious he ripped the card from my hand, crumbling it, then tossed it across the room, and took off. It’s been days since I saw Alek. He hasn’t shown up to the club, and he hasn’t been at the mansion, but Drake monitors me and not always in a good way. Gianni and Alek are rival mobs, but they seem to have more to their past than meets the eye. My thoughts are running wild and free, trying to figure these two out. But I forced myself to focus because it’s Saturday, and the club is filled with college students. “Kev, I need five beers, two tequila shots, and four margaritas on the rocks, no salt,” I yelled over the music.

Slumped over a bar staring vacantly into the bottom of his third draft of ale. Devoid of hunger or appetite due to his grief, Allen had acquired the look of a man driven mad by the pursuit of revenge. Allen bitterly downed the rest of his drink. Sitting in the desolate bar in the early evening, there was hardly anyone to witness his failure aside from a few drunken regulars and the barkeep.

Kevin asked picking the bottles with Freddo “This is crazy, are you okay?” Melvin asked as he came to sit beside me on the couch with Venom who was now sitting opposite my couch “What's going on, why are you killing yourself with alcohol” “Cause I hate Christmas it always reminds me of how lonely I am, I just hate Christmas” “But you have us, Nile you have me Venom, you have Felix, Freddo, Kelvin, Melvin, why would you even think that you're alone when you have all of us” Venom said, I took a glance at him and smiled light

This was all too much to process. I stopped using the glass and started drinking directly from the bottle. The whiskey burn was nothing compared to the fire raging inside me. Eve was scared now. She grabbed my arm, her eyes wide with worry. "Drake, this isn't like you. I understand you are panicking, but you are scaring me."

"Yeah, I'm sorry." Well, since it has come, it has. Adipati was already here. So what's there to be afraid of? "You came with Violet?" I nod slowly. Adipati then gently stroked the top of my head. "You don’t drink?" "Actually, I want to try alcoholic beverages, but I'm scared!" I whispered. This immediately made Adipati chuckle softly. "Scared of getting drunk?" asked Adipati. I nodded quickly. "In Korean dramas like that, when people are drunk, they tend to do random things! What if I do that too?"

"Stop the nonsense. What's up with you? You pretended to be drunk when drinking with them and wanted me to call first to pick you up?" Vermont leaned back on the seat, took a bottle of water from behind, and twisted the cap open. He said, "If I hadn't been this drunk, do you think they'd let me leave?" Felicity rolled her eyes. "Why bother drinking with them then?" He thought inwardly, 'Do you think I want to? I'm only doing this for your scheming best friend.' However, he said something completely different from what he thought. "Well, I just wanted to show off that I have someone to pick me up now when I get drunk outside."

He keeps one hand on the wheel, the other drumming against his thigh. "They're not hurting her, Kade." My head whips toward him. "Not hurting her? You call humiliating her, recording her, blasting it online not hurting her?" My voice cracks with fury. "They're doing worse than that." Denver doesn't answer. He just drives faster. ************************* Venom is a pulsing beast when we arrive—bass thumping, bodies spilling onto the sidewalk, neon bleeding across the pavement. I shove through the doors, the smell of sweat and liquor hitting me in the face. The music rattles my ribs. People are everywhere—laughing, grinding, shouting.