Weird Tea Novels & Stories

"You've been talking so much. You must be thirsty. My grandpa grows this tea himself. Go on, try some. Just blow on it first. It's hot." [This girl is way too considerate. But why does her voice sound exactly like my first girlfriend's?] [Did your ex's grandpa sell tea, too?] [Wait, how did you know? Their town flooded, and they had so much tea they couldn't sell. I bought a bunch and handed it out to relatives…] [Remember this guy. I bet he's going to be selling health supplements in a few years.] Verda narrowed her eyes at me. "Well? Everyone else introduced themselves. Why didn't you? Got something to hide?"

I called out when I heard him knock. “Hey,” he greeted me as he entered the room. He was holding a teacup that was steaming hot. The content of the cup was brown and didn’t look like the regular tea. That, coupled with the smell it had, I was definitely not looking forward to drinking that. “What the hell is that?” I asked as I looked at the cup in his hand weirdly. “It’s a herbal tea that my mum used to make for me when I was younger. I get you having a lot of migraines and this concoction really helped. Take it,” he said, then stretched out the cup toward me.

Before long, three tea samples, coded and unmarked, were brought in. I didn't rush to taste. Instead, I turned to Laura. "To ensure fairness, let's each write down our notes. No talking, so we don't throw each other off. Deal?" A flicker of panic crossed her eyes, but she smoothed it over with a gentle smile. "I'll do as you say, Jules." I picked up my pen and started with the first sample. The liquid hit my palate, and I knew at once this was Mistveil Tea, an extremely rare rock tea that grew on shaded cliff faces, seldom seeing direct sun.

Tianzhu and the other martial monks were all stunned. Countless pairs of eyes were filled with disbelief. They all looked at the fragrant tea. “Number one in the competition, the king of rock tea, Wuyi Great Red Robe has arrived!” Someone said. Everyone turned to look at the purple sand teapot. He looked into the three teacups. Among the three teacups was rock color. As for the sweet fragrance that assailed the nostrils. It was even more unbelievable. How could there be such fragrant tea in the world?

She smirked, "So you did, then?" I stayed quiet and just slowly sipped my tea. When I tasted my tea, it had a terrible taste to it, "Tasha, what kind of tea is this?" She looked at me, confused, "It's our usual tea. Green tea mixed with some strawberry." "It has a terrible taste to it. Doesn't taste like I remember." "Maybe it just needs some sugar." "With a taste like this, I may as well just eat the sugar." "Let me try mine. Maybe the maid brewed it wrong."

Cayden asks again as he looks at the table, getting a shrug from Ramona. “The tea… Apparently, it stinks.” Cayden takes a whiff of the spilt liquid on the table, distorting his face. “I don’t get it. Don’t you like mint?” “Aren’t dogs supposed to have the best noses?” Hendrick mocks as he practically materialises himself in front of Cayden. “She made a tea out of Artemisia Absinthium, that’s wormwood, rue, salvia and liquorice root.” Cayden crosses his arms, shrugging. “That’s a strange mix. But what? Did she want to give her a tummy ache?”

” I rasped out. My throat was dry like a desert. I carefully crawled from under the duvet and shuffled toward the table. I climbed up, supported by the chair, and sat on it. I sighed and gagged at the awful smell coming from the teapot. „What’s that?” I asked, holding my nose to not puke all over the table. „Miracle tea. It reduces nausea, eliminates headache, and gets you back on your feet at an express pace so you can enjoy your La la land.” Caris explained, supporting her face with her hands.

After finishing his dinner, Zen sipped on the weird concoction called tea from a heavy stainless steel tool holder sterilised in isopropyl alcohol. The cyborg offered to distil and mix some of his alcohol supply into the tea for a ‘better flavour,’ and Zen smartly declined. He did not have a mechanical gut that could be replaced easily. It was best to stick to conventional instant tea in unconventional cups, even if Damian stuck two very different flavours of instant tea in one cup.

My research led me to a small business, rumored to sell the best tea for it, and I was hooked, ordering some to a secret location and sneaking out to pick it up. Right now, I sat on the sofa in the living room, staring at the concoction in front of me. The dark greenish liquid was not doing it for me, nor was the smell. The smell was worse than a durian fruit, my nose flaring as it reached me, and I gagged, contemplating leaving it altogether. I inhaled deeply, shoving the discouragement down. It was now or never. Plugging my hands in my nose, I close my eyes, taking it in one gulp, and fucking Christ!

Freya's concern "You can't scold me like this" he makes puppy face. "I will scold you" She gave the herbal tea. "Okay now drink this" Jospeh look at the tea and gave it a good stare. "This is tea?" "nah herbal tea" Freya replied Joseph hit his head. "Herbal tea okay but why am i smelling milk here? Herbal tea doesn't required milk it's only water" Freya was shocked. "Huh milk is not required dammit. I am gone now" Freya yelled in mind