Weird Tea Novels & Stories

They were putting some nice cream on me, it was like it was prepared with nice smell herbs, then they offered me tea. "What is this?" I asked because it doesn't seem like regular tea, its smell is different and more like an herb. "Oh, this will help you relax and the pain won't be that much." Those words made tears fall from my eyes, I thought that the tea was going to give me a slow death. "So he wanted to kill me slowly, but it is a good thing that, he thought of reducing my pain." The women looked at me in surprise, my words had thrown them in confusion, I am sure, one is unable to hold her thoughts inside.

"Good afternoon. Can I have a cup of your local tea?" He looked at me warily, studying me, and nodded curtly. "We only have Mystic Chai. It's a black tea with several spices. Would you like it with or without milk?" "Without milk, just a touch of honey." He nodded and reached for his teapot. "Grab yourself a seat. I'll get your tea to you." I sat down on a worm chair with a table adorned with tattered lace dollies and mismatched tea cups staring around me. The ceiling had delicate cobwebs hanging on the corners and my skin prickled with irritation.

*evils laughs* as you can tell there might be tea brewing in the next one. Your thoughts? Like, comment and follow. xoxo.

Jossie's POV: There is a beer produced by werewolves called, 'Wolfweiser.' It's brewed and spiked with wolfsbane. It's about the only beer wolves prefer. Because, its effects on us are stronger than the average beer. The cans are purple with the logo in bold gold. There is a wolf howling towards the moon on it. Wolfweiser is used at large backyard parties. There are a few knock-off brands but nothing beats drinking a Wolfweiser. Before I left Nathalie's apartment she gave me a can. "Don't come into work today. Just stay home and try to relax," she insisted. "Drink one of these if you feel like you're about to shift and give me a call."

My palm flew to my lips, trying to stop myself from barfing out my dinner. “No, that thing smelled and tastes horrible!” I complained. I have never been the type to complain about food. Sure, I was never a big fan of teas but I didn’t remember hating it this much. I just could not stomach it. “But this tea is good for you, especially for your condition…” “Condition?” I echoed, confused. Condition of what? Her smile instantly faded, a hint of panic coloring her face as if she just said something she should not have. “Well, uhh… this is a very special tea. Alpha Mason strictly ordered that you drink it,” she said while averted her gaze.

It's the first time I'm ever going to come across this in the human world, and it kinda feels weird. "Oh, my grandma taught me how to make it," She replies to me, and I squint my eyebrows in confusion. I don't know if it's only werewolves that know this tea, but I'm certain it's only common in our world. Could it be that she's not a human? "Oh," I only mutter, even though I want to ask further questions. I think that will make me look weird. "Thanks for the tea. I will get going now," I finally stand up to leave once I'm done drinking the tea, but I stop when I hear a loud rumble outside, and it suddenly starts raining. What the hell! Am I going to pass the night here now?

The scent of the tea permeated the whole hall. "It smells good." Queenie exclaimed when she smelled the aroma of the tea. Arthur replied with a smile, "It seems like you know something about tea. This tea is called Fragrance, which is a specialty in our area. You can't find this tea anywhere else in the world." He looked polite when he spoke, but his eyes flashed with a hint of cunningness. Yes, the tea was poisoned. In the past few days, the Five Poison Sect disciples had captured many famous doctors from all over the world. They had poisoned their tea to ensure they could control those doctors.

"There’s really a Five Flavored Tea of Forgetfulness?" Shelly rolled her eyes charmingly and delicately. With a youthful flair, she answered, "This is the netherworld, and I am the tool spirit of Persephone's Folly Bridge. Do you really doubt that a Five Flavored Tea of Forgetfulness exists? Are you out of your mind?" She then explained that the Five Flavored Tea of Forgetfulness was not in the netherworld but the Persephone's Folly Bridge.

She wasn't used to people giving her endearment. "Teqs," He called out smirking at her scowling face. "What? Teqs?!" George arched his brows in confusion. "Yes. It's actually tequila. Do you have a problem with that?" He arched his brows quizzical. Sarah flipped her indexes at the crook of his neck making him wince. "Ouch! What did i do this time?" "Watch your tone, you peas." she admonished. George cracked up laughing as he shook his head at her while Yara smiled, "your best friend is cool.”

The place is already set, and as we enter there, the scent of fresh bread greets me, along with the scent of eggs and brewed tea that makes my stomach growl inside me. I settle at a table with Sarah and Elian. Our assigned table of course. A server pours tea into my cup, the steam curling lazily upwards. Cocoa. The scent is lovely. I lift the cup towards my lips… and stop. There’s something wrong with this tea. The steam has a second strange scent. Like a parasite leeching off the real scent of the Cocoa. Poison. The scent is faint and I almost didn't catch it, but my powers did.