Applejack X Caramel Novels & Stories

“Please pardon me, Calla. Would you please elaborate on the ingredients you used to make this cake?” Calla grins at her instantly definitely happy that one of us was paying attention to the detailed ingredients. “Certainly, sweetie! To give it that warm, cozy flavor, we use ginger, cinnamon, nutmeg, and allspice. Additionally, we added a premium combination of Colombian coffee and deep, dark chocolate to make the mocha buttercream. Honestly, it’s a match made in cake heaven.”

Visibly more relaxed, Harry pulled his wallet out of the back pocket of his jeans and handed the Alpha Black a hundred-dollar bill. "I don't know the hybrid. I'd say, at a guess, caramel." As he thought about his Mate, a sad smile slowly played on his lips. She loved salted butter caramel. Then, a touch of bitterness took him in the throat, and he walled himself in the silence of his deep solitude. Mat raised his arms to the sky while rolling his eyes. "Of course, he had to ask for the condiment I no longer have in stock! Some nymphs passed yesterday and liquidated all that I had of caramel and powdered sugar!" he specified while throwing an almost guilty glance at Old Al.

Tammy appeared out of nowhere, her heels clicking loudly against the wooden floor. “Ayla,” she said, her tone overly sweet, “can we talk for a moment?” I tightened my grip on Lily and frowned. “What about?” She stepped closer, her fake smile firmly in place. “I just wanted to make sure there are no hard feelings between us. I know this situation is… awkward for you, but I’m here to make things easier.” I stared at her, trying to figure out what game she was playing. “Easier?” “Yes,” she said, nodding emphatically. “I know it must be hard for you to let go, but Jake needs someone strong by his side. Someone who can elevate this pack. You understand, don’t you?”

“I mean if you want.” I glanced at the pastries and then her. I picked one up and took a cautious bite. It was warm, soft and unexpected teddy sweet. “You mentioned there were no added sugar?” Isabella nodded. “Yes, no added sugar. Just some crashed apples and dates.” She said with a wide smile on her face. I took another bite, slower this time and looked at Ms. Lulu to confirm if Isabella's claims were true. She nodded with a little smile tugged around her lips.

I need to lick it, to taste it. Wow, I move closer to the caramel apple and drag my tongue up over it, savouring it on my tongue. My teeth graze the caramel coating and I taste the caramel drip onto my hungry tongue. Without thinking, I bite down on it when I hear a rumble. I stop. Why is my caramel apple dipped in cinnamon rumbling? Must be my imagination. I lick it again, wanting to lick all the coating off, when I hear a chuckle. Wait, a chuckle what the?

"She is absolutely not putting you on, big guy. There is such a drink. It's made of peach schnapps, vodka, cranberry juice and OJ. I can make you one if you want." "Vindication!" I lifted both hands in the air. "Ha!" I lowered one hand to hold out to Carol for a high five. "Thanks for having my back." "Just how do you know all these sex drinks?" Noah asked her. "Alison and I have learned that we both did informal studies of cocktails with suggestive names in college. Is that where you got the knowledge, too?"

I’d barely escaped in my flare jeans and a soft pink blouse. I tied my blue hair in a simple braid, and kept my makeup minimal. Thank the Goddess, I did that. We stop in front of a stall selling caramel-dipped apples, and my throat tightens. Out of all the places, we had to come to this stall. They put this stall in every fair and festival because it’s famous. Caramel dipped apples are my favorite so Bronze brought me here every time we visited an event or fair. Alex notices my response immediately. “Hey, don’t you like the surprise?" he asks, concern flickering in his eyes.

Sort of. "Now this is something I can drink for life." I say to the smiling couple. "Wait, what's in it?" I question realising I have no idea what it is I'm actually drinking. "It's called a Whiskey Sour, it's mainly lemon juice and whiskey but I added a delicious alcoholic maple syrup." Nat informs me. Am I the only person who didn't know alcoholic maple syrup was a thing? Probably. Sam smiles at me as I sip my 'Whiskey Sour', before he leans down and whispers in Natalie's ear. It seems like an intimate and personal moment so look away, glancing at all the drunk party goers.

Sally was one of the few family members who didn’t favour Jamie over Alice too, which made her even more special. As they arrived at the café, taking in the reindeer Christmas display in the window and cake selection, Alice forgot all about her phone for the first time. “Oh, she’s doing a Christmas menu,” Joseph cried. “I want the white chocolate peppermint mocha.” “That does sound good,” Alice smiled. “Me too.” The pair sat with their drinks and mini yule logs, reminiscing about past Christmases. They decided to message Ed and Carla, coming to the consensus the cakes were too good to keep to themselves.

"Careful, dragon's brew is quite a potent drink.'' The female whose name she forgot told her. Jessie sniffed at the drink before giving it a tentative taste. "Oh, it's cherry coke.'' She quickly down the first glass, then reached for the other, but Christian pulled it away. ''Danielle is right, I think one would be enough for you.'' He down the other drink and made a face, "Caramel.'' “Christian, I always thought you liked caramel? It was kind of our thing, remember?’’ Keera said with a smile. Jessie ignored Keera's remark because she was confused at hers being a different flavour from Christian's. ''Those were two different flavours?''