bartender in pulp fiction

Lin Ge applied for a job as a bartender at a bar, but the customers who came there seemed strange. The female warrior who wore very little and whose armor could easily be seen through was basically impervious to nothing. The Calamity Mage whose luck value was minus one hundred was lucky to live to this age. The melancholy and lonely King of Skeletons. Skeletons? Drink? Please don't waste it! The Demon King, who loved fooling around with warriors, seemed to have completely forgotten his identity. ... Well, he was starting to get used to these strange guests.

ACTION! Movie-vibe || Desclaimer: Daemi a.k.a Poy dan Yok -- Zpoimy/Yokidat.P [Ren hanya fans karya mereka dan menulis FF saja. Terima kasih telah membaca] _________________________________________ _________________________________________ BLURP: "Tuan Kinn, ada bartender seksi di Kota Maunju. Mungkin dia bisa membuatmu terhibur? Kurasa kau lelah akhir-akhir ini." Niatnya, Pete hanya ingin kabur dari ancaman diperkosa salah satu boss-nya siang itu, tapi besok pagi malah mendatangkan nyonya besar baru!! "Porche calonku, dan minggu depan kita menikah. Perlakukan dia seperti kalian memperlakukanku mulai sekarang," kata Kinn pada barisan bodyguard-nya. *** GENRE: Romance/Drama WARNING: Smut/21+/Original CP

Owen had been a god for a thousand years. But due to slacking off, he was judged by the gods and exiled to a world on the brink of destruction. Soon after, Owen awakened a system and received his first task. But the task was... to create the best pub in the world? And to become the greatest bartender ever? Come on, I'm a god! Thus began his not-so-peaceful life as a bartender. [Ding! Detected that Host has mixed a special drink, which has evolved infinitely into god-tier mana liquid!] [Ding! Detected that Host has assembled a rifle, which has evolved infinitely into the most powerful magic cannon!] [Ding! Detected that Host has taken in a homeless man, who has evolved infinitely into the strongest human on the planet!] Well, I guess I can accept this. Saving the world through unconventional means starts today!

Selene moves to New York and starts a new job in a Michelin-star restaurant. It's demanding, but worth the pay, and she soon finds herself enticed by the glitz and glamor she sees from the bar. It’s only when she gets mixed in with the wealthy owner of the restaurant, that things take an unexpected turn—for worse or better. -- Carter took a deep breath, his chest rising and seeking more contact with the probing hands. Sadly, there were only ten buttons and their moment ended with the last button near his collarbones and a firm knock on the door. The bartender only smiled, already used to these sorts of interruptions. But before she could drop her hand away from his shirt, the chef caught her fingers, pressing them to his body. “Dinner?” The chef looked hopeful, brushing his thumb across her knuckles. “When?” It didn’t even matter. She would say yes anyway. -- Chef's Kiss is created by Dasha Dagayeva, an EGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"At kanino 'yang damit na 'yan ha miss? Sa bwisit bang waitress na 'yan? Ayaw ko niyan, baka saan pa galing 'yan. 'Di bale na lang," bwisit na bwisit at nandidiri kong sabi kay dumb waitress habang tinuturo ang isa pang walang hiyang waitress. "Ang arte naman. Akala mo naman maganda." "What? May sinasabi ka ba stupid waitress?" mataray kong tanong dito dahil bumubulong-bulong pa ito na ikinainis ko ulit. Posible kayang may mabuong pangmatagalan kung sa bar mismo ang lahat ay pansamantala lamang?

It should have ended. After losing his daughter, his people, and a war that claimed thirty billion lives, Alaric Veyne — a fallen demigod — was ready to disappear into oblivion. But fate had other plans. He wakes up in a foreign world, alone, broken, and barefoot in a back-alley — rain pouring, armor shattered, soul quiet. No memory? No. He remembers everything. And that is his curse. He doesn’t ask where he is. He doesn’t care. Until a tired old man finds him collapsed outside a bar and takes him in — no questions, no judgment, just kindness. A roof. A meal. A place to rest. Now, Alaric lives in a world of dungeons, guilds, and hunters. A world that doesn’t know who he is — or what kind of storm has just walked in off the street. He is not searching for revenge. He is not seeking redemption. He’s just… breathing. But the past always finds its way back. And when it does — this peaceful world will learn what it means to carry the burden of one.

Stella, the sole granddaughter and heiress of the Stallion Group, was assumed by many to live a life of luxury and care. However, few knew that her family had reduced her to nothing more than a cash cow, exploiting her for their own benefit. To keep her under their control, they arranged a marriage for her, ignoring her resistance. On the anniversary of her mother’s death, overwhelmed by grief, Stella spent the night at a bar. The next morning, she woke up in the house of the bartender. . . Jackson had returned to the city with a purpose—he needed to trace his origins. Working as a bartender, doing what he knew best, his journey took an unexpected turn when he crossed paths with the Stallion daughter. . . Will the journey that began with a simple act of kindness transcend the boundaries of human understanding? What will their story become as they face the trials of adversity?

Is he a bartender? Is he in another world? What, then where is he? Somewhere in between the space, a dimension that exists in another world and he rules over it. This isn't going to be a simple cozy bar/ club story...or will it be? Whatever it is, one thing is for sure, the main character is handsome as f*ck.

Acquiring actual skills, interests and ideals... Is a hard task! How can you make sure, that everything you do is not an absolute waste of time, leading to less than nothing? Therefore, the main character of the story, the man affectionally called 'Nista' a name that, essentially, has no meaning, and "No meaning" is not the meaning of it either, obligates himself to nothing, aside from Visual novels! Reveling in his unemployed and severely uneducated life-style, refusing to go outside due to its dangers, the comfort of his life is challenged: unless poor Nista finds an actual job, his parents are going to stop sending him all the needed funds to slack away! So, o great' hero Nista... Can you depart on an adventure so dangerous, to seize the roots of a profession!?

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"