Weird Tea Novels & Stories

Her eyes softened as she saw Sereyna’s tears. Sereyna looked up, her voice trembling. “Marvis… I… I can’t… I might never… I’m useless…” The older woman crossed the room quickly, kneeling beside her. “Oh, my dear girl… it’s not true. You are not useless. Not ever.” Sereyna sniffled and held her face in her hands. “This tea… what is it?” she asked suddenly, noticing the unique, earthy flavor as she had sipped it earlier. “It tastes… strange.”

Proof of a man who had stood outside my house in the dark and left me something warm with a note that said, in his own strange language, I was here, and I didn’t ask anything for it. I sighed, set my tea down, and unscrewed the lid. The smell rose up immediately. Rich and dark and far too intense. I made a face on instinct. Then, because exhaustion makes fools of us all, I poured a little into a mug and took the smallest sip imaginable. It was terrible. Bitter as heartbreak. Sharp as bark. A drink designed by people who hated joy. I coughed, sputtered, and reached blindly for my tea like I’d been poisoned.

Ravena’s POV The moment the silk wrapping was removed from the tea package, the room was filled with gasps of shock. People leaned forward, squinting to get a better look because what Duchess Marianne was holding was not just any tea. It was the Red Bone Tea. The rarest tea in the entire kingdom. "Impossible," someone whispered. "It can't be real," another voice said. I stood perfectly still, watching the reactions. Feeling a small sense of satisfaction.

The wolfsbane cure was also live now. Having both powerful drugs in our possession made us the talk of the American packs. It wasn't long before we began to receive the recognition we had a century ago before the curse took root. And for a moment, all was peaceful. We heard nary a peep from the witches. * "What kind of wack-ass tea is this?" Sara spat the tea back into the teacup. She gagged her expression one of revolt. "It's chamomile," I said calmly, taking a sip of mine. It tasted like flowers, and not the good kind of flowers.

“It will be nice to have something useful to do for a change. I would talk to Hades and see if he could free up some funds for benevolence.” The kettle began to whistle, and Tania stood up to turn off the gas and fill two mugs with hot water. She put a basket of assorted tea bags on the table and went to check on her muffins in the oven. I dig through the assorted flavors looking for herbal tea, since I read somewhere that caffeine wasn't good for babies. I found a hibiscus tea bag and unwrapped it, plopping it into the steaming mug, and watching it diffuse and turn the water a deep shade of red.

Theo said. We’re in a meeting and I’m beside Brandon. While listening to the meeting agenda, my mind is wondering what Brandon was thinking right now. I wish he could be just like how he used to be, in my first days here. Just like how he scolded me in this meeting room… “Milk Tea is kind of popular these days and we’re planning to formulate a new taste of the regular flavor… such as Okinawa, taro, wintermelon, and so on,” he continued.

He said, smiling as he stood up to shake my hands. I faked a smile, not sharing his humor. “Mind some steamed Tieguanyin tea? It's a popular Chinese tea, also known as the iron goddess of mercy. I’ll likely reward you with such delicacy seeing how stressed you are.” I waved my hands in dismissal. “They’re more pressing matters than tea, Doctor.”

Sebastian returned to the convenience store. He had just brewed himself a cup of tea when Zane asked in surprise, "Seb, what tea is that? Why is it so fragrant?" "It's poison," Sebastian said, smiling faintly as he looked at the fresh green tea leaves in his cup. At the beginning, Sebastian hadn't realized anything strange about the tea, but he had immediately sensed that something was wrong after his second sip. His vital energy had begun to ricochet wildly inside his body, and both his palms had started sweating.

I asked, quirking my brow at her strange behavior. She squinted more as she held the bottle up. “There’s something weird in my tea.” I took the bottle from her and turned it in the light. My lip quirked as I tried to hold some laughter in. “Reminds me of that time I helped you with your coffee.” “What are you…oh.” She stared at it. “Oh my God, there’s jizz in my tea?” “It wasn’t me this time.” I chuckled. “It can’t really be, can it?”

There was nothing more pleasing to him. Xavier's hand took some 'cider bread' branded bread, he slightly stared at the tiny bun that caught his attention. He took it and moved again towards the drink rack. And his attention was drawn to the bottle of 'Fragrant bud tea', "This looks delicious!" his mumbling made some of the girls who chose drinks stare at Xavier. They looked at him with interest but some giggled.