Applejack X Caramel Novels & Stories

’ Logan nodded at Alessia before leaving with Wilda. A while later, Terence walked up to Alessia. ‘Miss Jansen, what flavours would you like? I recommend the Saffron. It’s a truffle made with exotic saffron and coated in milk chocolate. If you like dark chocolate, I’d go for the Champagne—’ ‘I don’t want any.’ Alessia refused flatly. ‘Then how about the limited edition variety box? It contains all of their recent creations,’ Terence said as though he hadn’t heard her.

She held them up for me to see. “Those are Carmen’s,” I said, recognizing them. Annabelle’s eyes moved from one packet to the other. “What is she? Six?” “I don’t care, and it’s none of my business. Put them back, Annabelle. We can go out to get juice if you want it that badly.” She looked at both boxes in consideration before settling her gaze on the apple flavored one. “Hmmm… I kinda like this one. Apple just has a way of appealing to my taste buds.”

she said glaring at Erek and I smiled, at least someone was doing the glaring I wanted to, "But I hope its okay. The cake boxes are also made." "Thank you so much you're a life saver." The simple elegant cake was a ivory colour which will make the caramelised popcorn stand out on its levels, not to mention the inside with its various toffee and caramel layers would be the 'wow' factor. There was also three options of groom and bride top pieces in a box so the couple could choose.

It had a list of cakes and images next to them along with the name and description of each cake. “The two I’ve brought for us to sample first is a cheese vanilla cake with mixed berry compote and crushed raspberry cream and the second is a lemon-scented cake with classic cream cheese and lemom-zested cream,” Kristina says as she points from the white and red layered slice with a dark purple cream to the yellow and white layered slice.

And he’d done it all without me even having to ask. “What’d you put in it?” “Milk, caramel, and half a container of chocolate” The corner of Jace’s lips curled up into a smirk. “Not really, but it’s better this way, right?” I took another sip, enjoying the sweet combination of chocolate and caramel as it danced on my tongue. “Yes. It’s so much better.” Jace sat back down on the couch, closer to me this time, moving my legs on top of his lap before spreading the blanket back out over them.

She creates a new flavor each year - so there are now 55 of them, from dark and heavy to light, refreshing and fruity - and matching snacks of fun and interesting textures and tastes. Slamming the empty glass on the table, Megan swallowed and exhaled with a grimace, then lifted her chin to search for her target. Once she located Phia, Megan pointed a finger skyward then recoiled into her seat. I sipped on the light cherry-flavored 'Moon Glow' ale and smiled sadly. "What did Cole do now?" A new pint of the black nutty 'Screw Your Mind' ale appeared on the table. Megan immediately grabbed it and took two large gulps.

When it was prepared and ready, I placed it in the oven to bake for a few minutes. I then turned on the stove with a pan and melted some sugar and butter together. Splashing in some cinnamon, nutmeg, vanilla, and heavy cream when the two melted, I stirred it and let it simmer for a bit. Drying the apple slices, I threw them into the pot to cook with the caramel I just made.

He admired that deeply. The server approached, smiling with the easy confidence of someone who’d seen every flavor-induced meltdown imaginable. "What can I get for you two?" Emma didn’t even need to look at the menu. "One peppermint marble with chocolate bits in a waffle bowl, please." Allen mirrored her confidence. "And a double scoop of caramel crunch with blackberry drizzle." The server scribbled and drifted off. Emma raised a brow playfully. "Blackberry drizzle. Bold choice." "It reflects the new me," he said with exaggerated solemnity.

she asked, rummaging through the box along with him. I smiled and pushed myself up off the sofa, sitting Cam between Anna’s legs. “I’m gonna make more coffee. You want something, Baby?” “Chocolate milkshake with maple syrup!” he called. I sighed and shook my head, smiling to myself. That was the little gross combination that Jace had got DJ hooked on a couple of weeks ago. The pair of them were so alike, sometimes it was like they were really father and son. As I pulled open the fridge to get out the milk, my intercom buzzed from downstairs.

Alexander was looking at him with the expression that said I see you, I know what you're feeling, I'm here. Elijah nodded. Alexander's hand stayed on his knee. The fourth course was dessert—a cake that Elijah had designed and that the pastry chef at the restaurant had made. It was not a traditional wedding cake. It was a caramel cake, the kind that was popular in the South, the kind that Elijah's grandmother had made for every birthday and holiday and celebration. It had six layers and caramel frosting that required a candy thermometer and nerves of steel, and it was the best thing Elijah had ever put in his mouth.