Candy Outline Novels & Stories

"Want a piece of candy? Sugar might help." Claire nodded, the motion weary. Casper pulled out a small, crinkly candy wrapped in iridescent, rainbow-colored cellophane. He carefully unwrapped it to reveal a translucent, gem-like lozenge inside. Claire stared at it, her breath catching for a different reason. A wave of pure nostalgia, sweet and sharp, cut through the numbness. That specific candy… with that exact, garishly shiny wrapper… It was wildly popular at her high school. She'd loved them but could rarely have them because of her terrible sweet tooth and constant warnings from the dentist.

"Would like to give it a try.” "Alright.” Lydia handed it to me. I hesitated, staring at the candy as if it might explode in my hand. The wrapper crinkled softly under my fingers as I unwrapped it, revealing the small, brightly colored piece. “Go on, try it,” Tina urged, her eyes twinkling with eagerness.

Wolves roared surrounding them far away. "They won't find you," Candy said. “As long as you don't approach them, they won't find you.” She stopped in front of a rather strange mound of land. It looked like something that didn't form naturally. “This is the entrance to Black Dragon's lair. One of my men managed to find them.”

Jameson muttered. Diego stopped for a moment and his gaze darkened. ___ Candy's eyes fluttered open as she groaned from the bed. Her body ached from last night's intense activities. He never let her rest for a minute until she passed out. Wait, she passed out?!! Candy's eyes widened with shock. Oh no! Diego had warned her not to pass out, and she did. She got down from the bed feeling sore down there. After dragging herself to the bathroom, she freshened up and drew out a cozy dress from the wardrobe, likely prepared by Diego. Heading downstairs, she found the house empty—Diego must have already left for work. Her hungry stomach led her to the fridge, revealing a surprising lack of food.

Carter teased. "It is life changing. Well, during the few minutes we'll eat it" "Don't mix some poisonous concussion" "Why not? That's the joy that comes with picking your own flavors" Carter rolled his eyes in amusement and slipped his hands into his Jean pockets. "Okay!" Paisley chirped and looked up at the employee behind the glassed counter. "Cotton candy, vanilla, banana cream and rum flavor please" "You'll be the death of us" Carter breathed with his jaw dropped and Paisley shot him a wide grin.

"Greetings, Aunt Carissa." Carissa gently tousled his hair, smiling. "What are you doing here alone?" Caden stuck out his tongue playfully, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "Mom won't let me have sweets. She says they'll ruin my teeth." Carissa chuckled. "So you're hiding here to sneak a treat?" Caden quickly shook his head, denying the accusation. After a brief moment of hesitation, he held out the sugar figurine to Carissa with an air of generosity and obedience.

I cross the street, my eyes still darting around, looking for any clue, any sign that this wasn't a wasted trip. As I step inside the Candy Corner, the bell above the door jingles, a surprisingly cheerful sound. The air inside is thick with the sweet, cloying smell of sugar and something vaguely fruity. Shelves are crammed with colorful packets of sweets, old-fashioned jars of hard candies, and a small, dusty display of newspapers.

Peering over the tops of their heads, Allen too peeked at what had captured their interest. The window displaying vibrant mounds of sweets, bouquets of lollipops, and meandering cords of licorice, the exuberant sight helped to him forget some of his previous musings. His eyes roaming over the offerings of the window. Allen smiled as he recognized a modest pink candy amongst them.

The corners of Candy's eyes were bloodshot, and then she nodded. A week after Candy was discharged from the hospital, she did not want to stay at the center; on the contrary, she tried to find a quiet place to live. Brian has arranged for Candy to a house in the forest, where few people visit, but it is still under the control of the Blood Ocean, so that it will ensure Candy's safety. The day she saw her off, Harvey also came, there was a predestined relationship between them, but in the end, they could only be friends.

She says, looking at me. " It hits you more when they take action in expressing their negativity." I say, taking a seat on my stool. "And of course the words." Both Fiona and I turn to see Candy, standing right behind us. " Sorry to intervene in your conversation." She says, feeling shy now that our eyes are on her. "That's fine, why don't you join us, if you don't mind." Fiona glances at me and I shrug, continuing with my painting. Candy is kinda taller then Fiona and I, she has red pink hair which I'm pretty sure she dyed, but still looks good on her and now she lives up to her name with her bright blue eyes and sweet voice.