Zenith Margarita Novels & Stories

She put on the tap and began to rinse the milk off. "Well, I can't guarantee your blender's safety if you don't come," said Arthur. "I haven't even given you the blender yet. Wait, what do you want to do with the blender?" She placed her wet hands on her waist, looking at Arthur with curiosity. "Pomegranate margarita with a little twist," Arthur flashed his teeth and moved his left hand in the air like a toy rocket and smashed it into his right hand. "Oh my college days. You kids better be careful what you add in those drinks." Hadley wagged a finger at him.

We settled into a corner booth, and Thiago immediately waved down the bartender. “What’s your poison?” he asked, glancing at the menu. “I think I’ll stick to something light. Maybe a spritzer?” I suggested, feeling the weight of the day slowly lift. “Light? Where’s the fun in that?” Thiago chuckled, ordering a round of cocktails instead. “We need something to celebrate, and a spritzer just won’t cut it.” As the drinks arrived, Thiago raised his glass. “To us, to teamwork, and to the Zorich Group’s inevitable success!”

The hostess handed us menus, thick, leather-bound, no prices listed, and disappeared. Clara opened hers immediately, scanning the specials with interest. Adrian leans to my side and says , “what will my lady be having?” voice low and teasing. I reached for the heavy, menu , leather-bound menus in front of us, each one embossed with the single gold word Lumen in the lower right corner. I opened mine slowly, almost reluctantly, fingers brushing the thick cream paper inside. The first page listed cocktails, handcrafted, seasonal, with ingredients I’d never heard pronounced the same way twice: yuzu kosho-infused gin, black truffle vermouth, smoked lapsang souchong bitters. Prices started at $28.

I grabbed three glasses of glass and poured each and gave it to the alpha king and Zenith while reading the label of the drinks—Merry Go Round, the drinks for werewolves. "Accept this as my apology for saying nonsense things earlier. I did not know what had gotten me." I offered them drinks. The alpha king gladly accepted it, and greedily devoured the contents, but Zenith looked at it as if I was giving her some kind of poison. "What are you planning?" she asked.

Kristen's mother uttered and left the room. "What drink is this? it smells so good," Vitali asked, as he smelled the drink again, "It is a Whiskey Hibiscus Cocktail, the garnish is Hibiscus and thyme sprig. This is Mother's forte. She drinks a lot so she always has this in the fridge, they are other types, homemade like this." Sky said and we both hummed as I took the drink to my mouth, I took a sip savouring it in my mouth,

"Once we get to Stratford, we'll spend time just having fun. Whatever you want I'll grant, whether it's traveling on tourist attractions or you want to go shopping, I don't mind." "Well. What are you doing?" Now I'm more interested in the drink Ozgur is making. "Sex on the Beach." He smiled. I blinked. "The name of this cocktail is Sex on the Beach. Made from a mixture of Vodka, Peach Schnaaps, Pineapple, and Cranberry Juice." "How does it feel?" I asked curiously and came closer. Ozgur played cocktail umbrella in his glass, he squinted. "Since when did you become interested in liquor?" asked Ozgur, displeased.

I am not even a little tipsy, I want to get drunk and wasted so I ordered Margarita. I gulped it in two sips still not getting drunk not tipsy then I ordered Ever clear Grain its strongest one. I guess this will ease my pain and makes me numb, this too failed, but made me a little tipsy I don't know what to order anymore so I asked the bartender to give me the strongest one he gave me a small long slim glass with dark brown liquid with a lemon slice in the top called Aunt Roberta.

"Thanks for the compliments, what would you like to have?" "A glass of margaritas for me." Hilda cracked her knuckles and gave him a stare down. "Negroni!" I blinked. "And you, ma'am?" His green eyes pierced into Suzy's soul. "Fifty shades of martini." She gave a cheeky smile and released another button from her chest. The bartender's adam apple bobbed while he gave Suzy's boobs a quick stare before clearing his throat and getting right back to business. "Must you always mess with every hot guy you see?" I rolled my eyes at a smirking Suzy.

"I knew you're a man of your word. Come on, let's have a drink." He left with Wilbur, and Zenith shut the door after all of them were out. The runes lit up, and the room was sealed once more. The three men returned to the living room in Emperor Tyler's quarters, where he took out a bottle of aged rum and swiveled it around. "Angostura Rum. They only sold twenty bottles of this worldwide." Wilbur said nothing. Emperor Tyler opened the bottle, and Zenith fetched two crystal goblets. Emperor Tyler swirled the bottle around one more time before pouring himself and Wilbur a glass. "Cheers."

It seemed like this entire section had been reserved. How strange. I stopped prying and pulled my gaze back to the frantic crowd. Why did they keep dancing without getting tired? Was it really that fun? While I was lost in thought, the bartender brought out two drinks. Benjamin handed me a clear glass with a few lime slices in it. It looked just like lemonade. "Mojito cocktail. It’s very light. It won't get you drunk." Then he picked up a glass of shimmering amber liquid and took a sip.