Applejack X Caramel Novels & Stories

“Thought you might need a little energy boost.” Curious despite herself, Joe peeked into the bag, her fingers brushing against the cool surface of a neatly packed iced coffee. She blinked, surprised. It wasn’t just any coffee—it was her exact order: caramel iced coffee, light ice, extra caramel drizzle. Her brow furrowed as she pulled out a small stack of protein bars. All of them were flavors she actually liked, from peanut butter chocolate to salted caramel. Digging further, she found her favorite candy—miniature peanut butter cups, the kind she always grabbed during late-night study sessions. Joe’s lips parted slightly in disbelief.

She reached a trolling cart and started shopping. "Phew, there is still some time before I get home. Surely, Shen will be happy," she said. She took a list from her pocket and checked what she needed for her preparation. The autumnal cake list contained ingredients going with the season; cinnamon, cranberry, apples, and lemons. Then she added, flour, eggs, butter, milk, sugar, caramel sauce, vanilla essence, and vanilla sugar. She also included some maple syrup. Only thinking about those, made me licker my fingers.

His smile disappears "No" I let out a sigh, because I don't need anymore weirdness "Fine" His smile returns "Well, this was easier than I thought, see you later sweetums!" Caramel does come some moments, with a tray of toast, a lot of it, eggs and bacon with a glass of juice that he made, again, but he won't tell me what exactly that maniac is planning "It's not like I know, Nilla, they don't always tell me everything"

“Well, you can’t say I didn’t warn you.” I had just cocked my fist back, ready to deck her in her perky little nose, when her scent hit me like a sack of bricks. Rotten apples morphed into sweet, succulent tartlets, topped with charred brown sugar and a thick drizzle of caramel. Her scent was the best thing I’d ever experienced.

He ordered a black forest skillet brownie and a caramel apple macchiato, to subside his sugar craving. “Here’s your order sir, enjoy.” the food looked gorgeous enough to compete in the fashion week. Taking a bite from the brownie, he got an unique sour-sweet flavored cherries with bitter dark chocolate perfectly balanced with brown sugar. And the macchiato had rich and sweet apple juice with toasty dark caramel and caramel ribbon crunch as toppings. Overall, it was a delicious treat for dessert lovers like him.

to anyone who would listen. “Answer it anyway” Jade scrunched her nose adorably and I was instantly putty in her hands. “Alright fine, this time of year I get a venti white mocha with 2 pumps of apple brown sugar and 2 pumps of caramel.” “Oh, that sounds delicious.” Emma said, glancing up at Jade. “Yeah, that does sound delicious.” Jade nodded seriously. “So three larges?” I asked, pulling the car out of the garage. I’d wait to explain the incredibly odd sizing scale at Starbucks another time.

Amelia smiled, "Come on, I'll take you to get something delicious." With that, Amelia took Elijah's small hand and walked forward. Carl's eyes deepened as he glanced to the right, as if he already knew what was about to happen. As they walked down the street, a vendor's shout rang out, "Caramel apples, delicious caramel apples!" Following the sound, Amelia saw a middle-aged man pushing a cart selling caramel apples. She walked over. The middle-aged man stopped, "There's only one last stick of caramel apples left. Do you want it?"

she smirked, feeling a spark of determination. She quickly approached the panel and, in a flash of confidence, placed her order. "I would like a large drink with 204 pumps of cinnamon syrup, 52 pumps of hazelnut, 23 pumps of classic syrup, 69 pumps of sugar-free caramel syrup, 15 pumps of sugar-free vanilla, 40 pumps of vanilla, 38 pumps of caramel syrup, 75 pumps of almond syrup, 88 pumps of sugar-free hazelnut syrup, and 1 pump of peppermint syrup. Please and thank you!"

“Hmm. I’ll take a nice, juicy steak with mashed potatoes and gravy.” Alaric smirked at Axel. “See?” Axel muttered something under his breath before turning back to me. “What do you want to drink?” I thought for a second, then shrugged. “Apple juice.” Alaric laughed out loud. “Apple juice? That’s the best you could come up with?” This time Axel smirked. “So, I guess you don’t know it all, huh?” Alaric’s laughter died and he scowled. “Whatever. I’m still getting her food.”

The smell of apple pie filled the air, sweet and warm. Jake’s eyes widened. He hadn’t smelled anything that good in years. “You’re kidding me.” I’ve got connections too.” Cline grinned as he opened the box. Two large slices. Still hot. One wrapped in a red napkin, the other in green, leftover Christmas colors. He handed Jake the red one. Jake didn’t even hesitate. He ate slowly, savoring every bite, groaning in pleasure. “God, I owe you one,” he mumbled through a mouthful.