Binks Booze

In the third week of dating Finley Garcia, Victoria Young overheard him yapping: "That so - called true - born daughter the Young family dug up ain't got no love from 'em. I'm just messing around with her, for kicks." "Back when Victoria first strutted her stuff back into the Young family, she had a wicked allergic reaction to pineapple on day one. And it was her two older bros who pulled that stunt on purpose, just to show her who's boss." Victoria didn't waste a second and dumped Finley flat. She also cut all the strings tied to the Young family. Finley didn't give a hoot. Victoria was just a washed - up rich chick that nobody would give two cents for. He was dead sure she'd come crawling back to him sooner or later. But then, news hit the streets that she'd tied the knot with another dude. Finley lost his marbles. He guzzled booze until he puked blood and banged on her door like a madman, his eyes all red and wild, hollering, "Vicky, dump that guy and let's get back together..." Well, he sure didn't see this coming. When the door swung open, there was this big - shot guy with major swagger. His collar was a bit loose, and he had some real suggestive red marks on his neck. The guy snarled, "You got a death wish or something? Try messing with my wife again and see what happens."

Cain was living his best life as the leader of CROSS, a gang ruling Zone A, District 4. At 21, thanks to constant cigarettes and booze, he looked older than his years. He didn’t finish college or have a job, but he made a living through “guard fees” from local markets and his shady side business. One night, his life turned upside down when a shooting star crashed through his window, transforming into a cute fairy girl in a pink dress and rabbit hat, who declared herself the Idol-Idol Goddess! Now, Cain has to juggle being a gang leader and a rising idol star. Can he balance both lives without blowing his cover? [RPG System Style. No Harem. Drama. Romance. Face Slapping. Idol. Magical Realism. Urban Setting. Beautiful Female Lead. Strong ML. Smart ML. Handsome ML. Cold ML] XD

[COMPLETED.] [Side Story released!] [Mature Content.] “That baby is mine, and so are you,” He declared, pointing at Kate’s belly while his deep green eyes gazed at Kate, like a viper ready to strike. Kate couldn’t believe that he– Henry Grant, her new boss eight years younger than her, was the father of her unborn child. “We should be together by default. But I will give you a choice. Go and suffer with your deadbeat husband, or come with me, I will show you the fun you’ve missed.” ===== For the past five years of her marriage, Katherine “Kate” Woods, 32, had always believed she was infertile. She was unable to conceive a child and her deadbeat husband Matt always insulted her for it, calling her a useless woman despite never finding a job himself, forcing Kate to be the sole breadwinner of their family. Yet, he still had the nerve to cheat on her with her own sister! Heartbroken, Kate escaped to her office late at night with four bottles of strong red wine. To her surprise, she wasn’t alone. A handsome young man stood in her office, watching her. He refused to give her his name, but offered to keep her company for the night. With lust and booze coursing through her veins, Kate readily abandoned herself to her basest, most repressed instincts, seducing the nameless but willing visitor. In her drunken stupor, she boldly declared, "If my husband wants to sleep with every woman on earth, then two can play that game." She didn’t care if they did it raw, as she always thought she was barren. Only to find herself staring at a positive pregnancy test a month later. Kate Woods, the supposedly ‘barren woman,’ was pregnant. The stranger had accomplished in one night what Matt could not in five years. - Now that Henry has given her a choice, would Kate leave her deadbeat husband and jump into the sea of uncertainty with this young man? Or would she stay with Matt, her husband who cheated on her for the sake of their families? - Official Commissioned Cover. - Contact me: Instagram: @ForeverPupa -

Piece of real life. Sex, booze, guns, beating! A cute girlfriend!

[SLOW UPDATES!] "We can't date!" "Why not?" "Because I'm a nerd and you're a popular girl." "So?" "So we can't date!" "Says who?" "The world!" "Well then Rio Sanders, are you ready to prove the world wrong then?" . . . . . . 7 minutes... 7 minutes was all it took for two person’s world to be turned upside down. They knew each other yet they didn’t know each other. They were at the same school; one being shy and introvert and another being an extrovert and party monger. But one dare made themselves visible to each other. Rio Sanders is a typical shy nerd, who loves to bury himself in his books. An A+ student with a dark past. A wild 7 minutes was enough to make himself question about his true personality and catch the eye of the party animal of Roschend High. Emilia Johannas is an outgoing girl of Roschend High who loves to party. There’s no such party thrown by her schoolmates that she didn’t attend. Booze, dancing and late night revelry was all she knew. But a wild 7 minutes with a hot nerd lit the fire in her. She wanted him. Facing their demons and hurdles, these two polar opposite people embark on journey of finding true love and happiness.

Silas Carnielle was the sole son of Carnielle Barony. The Lycan family who ruled Northendale Town for hundreds of years. He spent all his life for booze, women, and gambling. Neglecting all his duty as the successor of Carnielle Family. Until one day, his father, Frank Carnielle died due to a mysterious illness. Silas, who doesn't know anything about governing people, had to take the throne just to maintain the status quo of the Northendale leadership. Until one day, a cute, petite vampire, Sylvia Cromwell entered his life and changed Silas' daily basis

Singles cruises are meant to help heal the broken hearted….not cause more problems…right? That’s what one would think anyway. “Go on a cruise they say….be with like people who just had their heart broken….the best part….all the free fuckin’ booze…” What could happen…right?

Deck was a Galactic Marine, was as in retired as of today. Not just any marine either, a Red Star which makes his retirement special. After all Red Star troops are the ones given the option of being orbitally dropped on a penal planet or serving in the military based on their crimes. Both are normally considered a death sentence. At fifteen he had been given the choice, serve five years as a Red Star or take the drop. He choose the former and against all odds has survived to retire. Now his five long years of suicidal missions have paid off. During that time he scrimped and saved everything. Unlike his fellow Red Stars, he didn’t blow all his creds on brothels and booze but instead saved for this day. Finally, he is a free man and has enough cash to buy his own ship. It may be a tiny frigate but it is the gates of freedom for him. Well, that was the plan. Five sober years avoiding any mistakes and he finally messed up on his first day of freedom. Waking up with his first-ever hangover next to a woman he didn’t even remember he discovers he managed to get scammed out of his life’s savings. Instead of the basic SA1H Firestorm frigate, he had planned to buy. He is now the owner of an unknown model ship. One that has been stripped down to the frame and completely unflyable. On top of that, the woman who scammed him is now legally his first mate. Bound by an indenture contract despite what either of them might want, but hey only for the next ten years. Now broke. With no prospects and stuck with the woman that screwed him over, he has to find a way to survive. How bad can it be? There is no way things could get worse at least. Right? Right? He definitely won’t end up one of the most wanted men in the galaxy. Running from bounty hunters, enraged criminal groups, and even the military accompanied by a woman he can’t trust and an equally suspicious AI. That would be crazy. WPC#262 entry

Jeri has spent her life in survival mode, trained to use her powers as a weapon against the consortium, but that was all before. Now she's had a taste at a semi-normal life with her biggest worries being how to keep her underage brother from sneaking booze from her ex-girlfriends bar. The last thing she needs is for him to drag them back into the mess that is paranormal politics but that's exactly where she ends up when he finds himself in the wrong place at the wrong time. Now Jeri has to learn to navigate everything she thought she knew about own abilities, herself and everyone she loves. Is it too much for a girl to ask for a few moments of peace?

As a lover of booze, he will rise to the top of the world by tasting the magnificent booze all over the world and creating the ultimate booze. He is, the booze Master.

Dale Finch was a 28 year old drunk, and he died with a bottle in his hand when suddenly... [Awakened Drunk God System. Consume booze to continue to tutorial.] What is this?!

What happen's when a god want to forget? Mortals drown their sorrows in sex, booze, and drugs. Well, so do gods! This is the story of a god who wanted to forget their life, and did. But now they needs deal with the fallout of a multi-decade bender to forget their past wrongs, which left a nigh endless string of broken hearts, magically cured ODs, and several unclaimed demigods. And what were they the god of anyway? Warning: This story contains graphic sex scenes, gore, sailor level cussing, a god who switches between male and female physique, drugs, hetro and homosexual interactions, and LOTS of booze. But no wine... weird.

Voice: If you got Transmigrated into a world similar to the Fanfiction you are currently writing What would you do? Morrigan: I'd be over the moon. I'd be the best Mando ever! Anywhere is better than here now hand over the rest of the booze little Fairy ~Hic~ Voice: Here ya go. Morrigan: ~Glug glug glug~ ~Hic~ Huh? Oh, it was just a dream. Wait a minute... WHERE THE HELL AM I!?

" Who do you think you are? Daring to enter my office like that? " A soft profound voice inquired as she turned out to look at the direction in which a young man in his late thirties made his way in from the main entrance of the chamber. " I am the Devil and I don't need to ask for permission when I make an entry in my premises. " A deep voice stated as he sat on the chair in the last had vacated a while ago by the curvy lady who stood by the window sipping down her booze

Because sometimes you have to fight fire with hellfire, there’s Caine Deathwalker: raised as a demon, armed like a gun merchant, and fuelled by booze. Nice is a dirty word and killing is what he does best. Make a contract with hell, and he could be on your side, God help you. Caine signs onto guarding the beautiful daughter of a leading Japanese industrialist. Protecting is harder than indiscriminate murder and mayhem, but gold is gold, and the prize of a mystic demon sword is dangled over his head as added incentive. Haruka will make an interesting bonus if he can get her out of her kimono—and the damn living zombies will leave them alone long enough for him to bang her. A powerful succubus is playing cat to Caine’s mouse, but he has a cat of his own; a black leopard spirit beast from the Amazon jungle that’s taken a liking to him—and his booze. And then there’s his “father”, an ancient Atlantean demon with a code of honor. Formidable back-up, but Caine senses a greater threat lurking in the shadows, something primal, hungry, and possibly more evil than himself. He shakes his head. Nah, couldn’t be. This book is intended for mature audiences.

When a project gone wrong changes everything on Klin Island, everyone must fight for a chance to survive.     A young girl and Her twin Sister both came to celebrate their last days as highschool students on the  Island were everyone goes for the best parties and best drinks. But every dream came crashing down as a virus hit the island. After a night of partying, booze and men, their life took a wild turn. With the help of new friends and the hope of reuniting with their families, they strive to survive and make it off the island. But are  Zombies the only thing to fear?

Ivan died and it’s all thanks to his alcoholic mother. She passed out from the booze while cooking and I was sleeping, I was to late to escape. But then I learned it was actually an accident made by one of the gods before I was born. So his brother composited me and I was reborn. Now your probably thinking Isekai in a world of swords and magic. Well…………………. YOUR WRONG!!!!!! That’s right, instead of going to past. I’m going to the galactic era in an alternate time line. Maybe this time I can make my dreams come true.

February 2, 2022 everyone on earth miraculously died and was transported to the world in between to live their life once more but due to a mistake, Ginn a broke game developer was transported to the world of cultivator instead together with the game system he was developing. An Idle cultivator game. Arm with a system design to literally get stronger while doing nothing. Can Ginn fulfill his long-awaited dream of swimming in an ocean of booze and pleasure? Fun Fact: The name Ginn comes from the word Gin a distilled alcoholic drink that derives its predominant flavor from juniper berries. Originally a medicinal liquor made by monks and alchemists across Europe, particularly in Southern France, Flanders, and the Netherlands, to provide aqua vita from distillates of grapes and grains.

Vernon spent his youth being beaten and starved at an orphanage, and then as a street urchin. Afterwards, he started finding ways to make money for booze, women, and some very questionable choices. That all changed when he joined a group of men and women who chose to bring back a legendary demon. Who could say no to easy money? What started off as gaining their trust only to slowly embezzle their money and threaten some of their members led to years of evil slowly trampling good out. …and then he was moments away from actually bringing back a legendary demon. So, he became a better man and chose to save the world from destruction. Because how is he going to enjoy life if all earthly pleasures disappear?

After surviving all manner of abuse in his childhood due to his drunken father and a few other strange fellows that caught his mother's eye, young Charles Erwin Bayler, better known by his nicknames "Goodtime Charlie" or "Chuck" to many of his friends and acquaintances, finds himself trying his best to navigate through life the best way he knew how, with odd jobs, a good deal of booze and whatever else he could get his hands on to cope with what his life had become since those early years of pain and degradation. After a short stint in jail due to theft, Charley finds himself coming to the aid of a rather curious lad named Nolan Pierce, who had been in search of a new roommate, who brings him into the seedy underworld which had been more than he bargained for when he finds himself performing on stages for men and women alike just to pay the bills when his being a former felon keeps him out of the running for decent jobs.

Sober Hearts is about the tumultuous life of Selina Lucia Anderson, a dancing prodigy with a dark penchant for alcohol, using booze as a clutch to escape the haunting memories of her past. Selina's story began in the seclusion of her room, where her dance of solitude often accompanied by the indulgence of alcohol. A ritual to dull her pain and erase her memories. Until one day, Ally Ludwick , her best friend decided to persuade her to replace the solitude of her room to a pulsating lights of the club to celebrate New Year's Eve. It was there that her struggle deepens and spiral out of control. In the wake of her downfall, Selina encountered Albert Hawke, a figure who emerged as a beacon of hope amidst her chaotic and despair life. Albert witnessed the depth of Selina's enigmatic performance in the club overshadowed by her addiction, commits himself as his personal project to make sure she recovers from her addiction. He secretly vowed to help Selina to overcome her dependency of alcohol and reclaim her life once more.

You cut me I bleed; you hit me I bruise. You love me I run. Telling the story about a young girl that was abused at a young age. Sooner or later she escaped the horrors of her past, but when she starts to feel the emotion called love, she cowers in fear. Because sometimes love is what breaks someone rather than pain. ... His fist pounds at me over and over again his anger is irrefutable and unavoidable. He is my father, so I cannot leave him, and my mother loves him so I cannot leave her. She claims she loves him, but like me, she is beaten and never leaves him. He claims us as his property, but he never allows me outside. My mother can come and go as she pleases her wounds never seen and her pain never shown. She shows a smile and leaves home and returns with an even brighter smile and a bag full of booze, but very little food. Father comes home making a ruckus and claims that it is not his fault...

[Target: Warehouse, Gull Street and Waterfront Avenue. Frequented and used for cargo storage by human traffickers. Burn it down.] [Target: 2008 Honda Prius, Market and 49th Streets. Owner is a shop proprietor that exploits his employees. Light it up, bonus for not being seen.] [Target: 6-story housing complex, 20th and Cardinal Streets. An abusive father lives on fourth floor with family of five. Smoke him out, bonus for not using Ash.] What the system commands, I do. It’s been that way for a year now. I don’t ask whether the traffickers have live cargo in the warehouse, or how abusive the dad is. Either way, a bottle of booze ends up at my doorstep, or my favorite food truck will have a delivery meal someone forgot to pick up. I know there’s only a few handfuls of people here in Callastus that can do the kinda things I can, but I’m not worried. I figure, if they haven’t come after me now, they won’t. Yeah, life with a voice in my head and superpowers was pretty easy, up until I found a little girl that should have been dead, and looked like it, in a place I set on fire, without a scratch on her. Lucky for me, she doesn’t eat or have to be house-trained. Unluckily, she’s an Avatar, which I also am, apparently. Not only that, my system’s gone silent, she can’t speak, and I’m pretty sure that means something’s gotta complete the trifecta. Here’s hoping I won’t have to call off work to deal with it. Cover by me. Visit http://weavesilk.com/ to make something like it.

Based on gender-based violence If you were ever in a position where you couldn't defend yourself - please read the book. There is always someone out there who is willing to help! Synopsis: “Please, you’re hurting her. She’s only 8years old.” my mother pleaded for her drunken boyfriend to stop hitting me only because I didn’t wash the dishes properly. “Joe, she can’t survive another hit, please stop!” she yells again, but he kept hitting me, telling me how useless I am. “You will never be able to stand up for yourself. Just like your father, you are useless. You will never find a man that will love you, only abuse you,” he shouts. I can’t even lift my head with blood surging out of my mouth. My ribs were full of bruises and my mother was crying for her useless abusive boyfriend to stop hurting me. “You want more? I can go all-new night, little girl,” he yells while he gulps on a bottle of whiskey. My mother is sitting at the table, crying, but she’s not stopping him. I guess she’s just as weak as I. I can’t open my eyes, my jaws feel like it’s broken and my small tiny body is curled up on the floor in the small kitchen. My mother works as a server and earns little to nothing, and her jackass of a boyfriend spends most of the little money she earns on booze and drugs. “What women? What? Do you want to lie next to your daughter? You’re both useless.” he yells at my mother, who is crying none stop. I’m 8years old, and can’t defend myself, but my mother can defend me, but she’s choosing to stay with this abusive man. For what reason, I will never know. My father loved her. Why she turned to a man like this, I will never understand. “Get up you little brat, clean this kitchen, and you stop crying.” he shows his finger towards my mother who is still sitting on the broken chair in the small kitchen. “One day, when you're old enough, you will find out that no one will ever love you. Stand up!” he yells so hard that my ears are buzzing with pain. I struggle to stand up, ribs bruised and my legs can barely hold me with the pain and trembling I’m feeling. I could actually finally stand tall till he whacks me again to the floor. Mother is still just sitting there, crying, not saying anything to him anymore, probably too scared she will get beaten as well. I glared at him and decided that one day I will come back for you and you will pay for what you did to me. ............ Blurb: “if you can’t handle the punches, how will you ever stop them from abusing you?” “Hit me?” Blake yells. Making my eyes watery and angry. “Hit me, or I will hit you,” he said again. I picked up my fist to punch him as hard as I can, but he grabbed me and picked me up before my fist could connect with his jaw. Our eyes melted together, and I’m slowly disappearing into a dark place the more I stare. Emily Dawson was walking home one night from a small restaurant In Virginia where she works to pay for her doctor’s degree when she got jumped by three-man. they beat her and took all of her belongings. Her stepfather abused Emily when she was a child, so she never learned how to defend herself until Blake, the most popular and successful kickboxer in town, came to her rescue. At first, it was only about training and helping Emily get over her fears and learn how to defend herself until she fell in love with him, but that was a dark place she had to go in. Blake has a past of mistreating women, not abusing them but using them. Will he fall in love with her as well? Or will he keep their relationship with no strings attached?