Candy Island Flapjack Novels & Stories

The cushion of the chairs were white while the headrest, the handles and the legs were gold. Every table was covered with a white cloth, on the top was a three step snack tray and plates for the guest to serve themselve. On the first step of the snack tray, there were vanilla cupcakes with strawberry filling, white sugar icing and gold springles, the second step had scones and biscuits and the third step had cookies. in the middle of the tent was a huge 5 step cake. On top of the cake was a figurine of a man and woman at their wedding. At the sides of the tents were tables holding buffets of different meals and fruits.

As well as the traditional haupia, a very popular coconut pudding, there was sugar-crumb nut coffee cake, plantation frost, lilikoi (or passion fruit), kahuku water melon and lichi fruit salad, and basque nut biscuits. As Ileana opted for the plantation frost, a delicious concoction of cold, strong-brewed Kona coffee., banana, sugar and vanilla ice-cream, Electra suddenly remembered the letter Matthew Bryant had written to her about a month ago. She’d received it at the office and had simply filed it under personal correspondence. But in it, she was sure he’d mentioned the estate on Molokai! Damn! Even so small and casual a reference might start a man as astute as Hal Courtenay looking away

Since she came to Jesse City, the passed on from Chole had been sent here as well. Gladyce unwrapped the package and stuffed one in her mouth. "Wait? What sort of filling is this? It's so strange! Try one..." Daisy took a bite and was surprised. The filling was red bean paste. Her appetite had been a little strange lately, and she particularly liked red bean paste, so she didn't find the candy strange. She rather liked it. However, why did Ariel suddenly send her such strange candies? He said that it was all handmade by himself. Could it be a coincidence?

Asty glanced over to the Instructor and found him, smiling pleasantly at her. "You seem nervous," Yuran handed over a piece of candy. "I hope this eases you a bit." Asty smiled at him and took the candy from his palms. "Thank you, Sir." It was a piece of honey flavored chews. A confectionary sweet made from sugar cane, sweetened milk, eggs and of course- honey. In Chesterfawn, it was customary to bring a candy along with your travels. It relieves stress and entertains you a bit during a long ride. However it is noted that sweets are usually found more in the cities and capitals, and only the fortunate could buy a pack of these candies.

I tell the girl manning the shelves of sweets and sandwiches. “Oh, great choice, doll, these are fabulous. These are actually homemade. We order them from this lovely lady who lives on one of the smaller islands and they are always sold out. You’re lucky to come today, these babies just came in. I suggest you get some more now, there might not be anything left later.” She whispers the suggestion conspiratorially, nodding as if sharing some top-secret information with me.

Blaze directed me to sit on a chair, it looked like this is a dressing table chair. Blaze untied my eyes, what I saw was completely unheard of in my wildest fantasies about a surprise, this is crazy .. this is amazing! in front of me is a large cake shaped like a palace and on it... is a chocolate fondue .. I mean really a fountain that flows chocolate fondue, around it are some fruits; kiwi, strawberry, apple, grape, banana and mango ... then underneath is a pile of croissants soaked in chocolate. Then there are the macaroons, there are stack of donuts with huge choco layer and very thick cookies topping and next to it is a cheese fondue. Then there's some dry bread, there's big meatball an

* *Chapter 50: "The Legacy"* *3:00 PM. Malibu Beach House. [SFX: WAVES. THEN KIDS. THEN US.]* The cake said _IVY & ISLA. ONE._ Two cakes. Pink frosting. Purple frosting. One candle each. Ivy blew hers out first. 18lbs 4oz. Walking. Running. Into everything. Hazel eyes. Adrian’s chin. My mouth. Isla blew hers out second. 19lbs 1oz. Talking. “No” and “Mine” and “Dada.” Green eyes. My eyes. Adrian’s scowl.

The air was a blanket of carnival food—funnel cakes, popcorn, corn dogs, caramel apples and pretzels. It was humid as the Florida air made everything sticky and the crowded fair didn't help the oppressive feeling. Still, it didn't matter. She was there with Clint and Abigail, trying not to get sick on the rides and watching him throw baseballs and rings to attempt to win "his two ladies" a stuffed animal. She laughed as he forked over another five dollar bill to the man on the other side of the wood barrier and was handed his three baseballs. "You're going to go broke, you know. No one wins at these games."

“Let me finish up the candy bar salad and then I’ll give you the full tour.” “Candy bar salad?” Dante wrinkled up his nose and really, who could blame him. It sounded like a bunch of lettuce mixed with veggies and chocolate. Nothing about that sounded good. “It’s amazing.” I returned to the counter where I’d been cutting up fruit. “See, it’s apples and candy bars and pudding mix, and whipped topping.” “Is that the same as the kind in the can? Because I like that stuff.” Alicia picked up the tub of whipped topping.

James' smile was wider when he finally heard her beautiful, soft voice. "You're speaking now!" said James, grinning. Delilah was so sullen to hear him. "What are you doing, Candy?" James asked again. "Nothing; I'm just trying Lorde's cheesecake." James's eyebrows rose, and his eyes then glimpsed at the piece of cheesecake in front of him. "You have to try it. Lordes is good at making cakes," James replied again. Delilah just mumbled quietly. James still had the phone to his ear with the side of his head pressed against the plane window.