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By Merona’s moonlit mane and Murdach’s extremely taxable backdraft, THE BALL IS COMING and I have the honor of sponsoring a bar which will be all about The Witch's Rebirth Trilogy.

Hey there, you magnificent creature of questionable morality and excellent taste! Yes, you—lurking in the shadows with a glass of something suspiciously glow-in-the-dark and a copy of The Witch’s Rebirth tucked under your arm (I hope so) like it's contraband (it is).

It’s me again. The human who once calmed a possessed juicer with nothing but a tincture of lavender and a well-timed Karen impression. That’s right—your favorite cocktail-slinging, myth-obsessed, caffeine-powered mixologist is back… and I need your soul.

Well, not literally. That’s Murdach’s department, and he’s already over budget on the whole “harvesting essences” thing.

No, what I need is your vote. Because here’s the cursed truth: We’ve got six spell-crafted, lore-infused, technically not illegal potions ready to debut at The Myth and Legend Fae Ball™, but the venue (bless its stone circles and Wi-Fi dead zones) has decreed: “Only two may pass.”

TWO.

Like we’re assembling a magical Avengers team, not pouring drinks!

And look—usually I thrive under pressure. I once defused a gnome bar fight using only a cocktail umbrella and poetry. But this? This is apocalyptic.

So I’ve summoned you—yes, you, sipping your chamomile tea like you don’t have ancient fae bloodline denial issues—because these drinks aren’t just cocktails. They’re liquid plot twists.

Each one is brewed from the magical essence of Michaela Riley’s The Witch’s Rebirth series—because nothing says “authentic mythological immersion” like drinking something that might whisper spoilers in Old Irish.

So let me introduce the contenders. Read them. Feel them. Possibly dream about them. Then VOTE like your afterlife depends on it (it doesn’t… probably).

🔥 Option 1: Murdach’s Dragon Breath

"I don’t do subtle." – Murdach, likely while setting a tax form on fire

Spiced rum, blood orange, ginger beer, and a plume of dry ice so dramatic it might trigger a prophecy.

Taste Profile: What happens when you anger a dragon and ask for extra spice. Warm. Fearsome. Leaves glitter in your beard.

Best enjoyed by: Anyone who’s ever broken a mirror, a heart, and a speed limit—all before breakfast.

✨ Option 2: The Immortal Elixir

"For when you’ve died seven times and still need to make it to yoga."

Silver tequila, pomegranate, hibiscus, and actual edible gold because Merona believes “budgeting” is just a mortal myth.

Taste Profile: Crisp, crimson, and faintly glowing. Tastes like rebirth, regret, and the occasional divine revelation.

Side effects may include: Standing a little taller, suddenly understanding celestial linguistics, and realizing you still owe the afterlife library books.

🍯 Option 3: Cauldron of Dagda

"Just like the one that birthed magic… but with better branding."

Blackberry brandy, vodka, honey syrup (harvested under a full moon by fae interns), and fresh sage for that “ancient wisdom” aftertaste.

Taste Profile: Sweet. Smoky. Deep. Like your last relationship, but with more antioxidants.

Known to attract: Druids, emotionally unavailable water spirits, and people who write poetry in their Notes app at 2 a.m.

🔪 Option 4: Spear of Lugh

"Sharp. Fast. Leaves a mark."

Tequila blanco, lime, agave, and a muddled jalapeño so fierce it once made a phoenix shed a tear.

Taste Profile: Clean, bright, and will stab your palate, then wink while doing it.

Ideal for: Winning duels, surviving brunches, or when you need to remind the universe that you are the protagonist.

🌪️ Option 5: Labyrinth’s Embrace

"Literally magic. Not figuratively. We checked with a certified enchantment auditor."

Gin, Chambord, lemon juice, and a pH-sensitive elixir that shifts from indigo to rose as you drink—just like Merona’s emotional journey, but with less crying and more garnish.

Taste Profile: Tart, floral, and visually unhinged. Watch your glass become a kaleidoscope of destiny.

Warning: May cause spontaneous revelations, wardrobe changes, or the urge to dramatically throw a necklace into a fire.

🌑 Option 6: The Phantom Queen’s Decree

"She doesn’t enter a room. She rewrites it."

Black gin, black currant liqueur, and a pour of sparkling wine that turns the drink from obsidian to bloody crimson—like fate snapping its fingers.

Taste Profile: Dark. Silken. Mysterious. Slight aftertaste of “I know something you don’t.”

Comes with: A complimentary aura of menace and a 60% chance you’ll whisper, “Beware the third moon,” to a stranger.

Now, look—I could tell you which ones I like.

I might have already named my future yacht Labyrinth’s Embrace.

And maybe Murdach’s Dragon Breath is the only drink strong enough to wake me after writing a chapter at 3 a.m.

But this isn’t about me.

This is about legacy.

This is about flavor with stakes.

So here’s your mission, should you choose to accept it (and also because the prize is really good):

🗳️ Vote for your TOP TWO signature sippers.

Because the winning duo will not only be served at the Fae Ball—dripping in magic and possibly minor curses—but their names will echo through literary mixology history.

And what do you get for being the oracle of the night?

🎁 Enter to win:

An autographed Witch’s Rebirth Trilogy (signed by Michaela Riley, not a cursed doppelgänger—I checked)

OR

$25 Amazon gift card (perfect for: fae romance novels, dragon plushies that breathe real fire, or that “crystal energy diffuser” that may or may not summon a minor spirit)

📅 Contest ends May 1st, 2026—plenty of time to vote, haunt your friends into voting, and bribe your pet with catnip and destiny.

👉 Scan the QR code or click the link to cast your vote.

No soul required.

(Though if you leave a cinnamon stick on your keyboard, the system does respond better. It’s science. Or magic. Honestly, at this point, who cares?)

May your choices be bold, your glitter be non-toxic, and your designated ride be immune to transformation curses.

With sparkles, sarcasm, and a splash of tequila,

—The Bartender Who’s Seen Things 🍸🔥🐉

and Merona’s Overworked Mixology Crew

(P.S. If you win, we’ll definitely name a garnish after you. “The Glitter Bomb” is taken. How about “The Sudden Realization With a Twist of Lime”?)