Chococat Novels & Stories

And that is when I saw Marcus’ eyes glint— he wants to have these candles as well. P.S.: the Choco Coffee Bean Treats idea was borrowed from a cartoon I watched on Youtube... if my memory serves me right, I think its called 'Cafe Wingcle'... it was a cute and good cartoon... anyways, thank you for reading, and sorry for the slow updates.

Noah took out his phone and snapped a photo of Ward 317 where Chloe was staying. He wasted no time in forwarding the image to Joseph, accompanied by a message that said, [Coco got into a car accident and suffered some minor injuries. Would you like to come and see her, Mr. Joseph?] However, hidden within the seemingly ordinary photograph was a subtle detail—a glimpse of Icarus' face in the lower right corner. Though the image was blurry, anyone acquainted with Icarus would easily recognize him upon seeing it.

The camera zoomed out just a bit more, and Chloe and Grace joined them. Sarah gave them both a hug and asked them what their favorite special drinks were. “Cocoa,” Grace said, “with marshmallows.” “Big marshmallows or the miniature ones?” Auberjonois asked quite seriously. “Minis,” Grace said, and he nodded approvingly. Chloe nodded. “I like hot cider better, with a cinnamon stick.” “Also very good,” he said. “And now I’d like to show you a mocktail I loved making for my own pups when they were your age.”

he babbled to help me clear my head. When I looked up, I saw her. She was staring at me, not barking but sitting quietly. Waiting for her forever home. For us. "There," I said, as goosebumps pebbled on my skin. "She's the one." There was a big sign that said, "Coco" on her cage and her approximate age of 9 months. I knew why she was named that. Her coloring was a creamy chocolate, like hot cocoa. She was a Pitbull mix. Someone had docked her ears and she turned her big head when I spoke, like she understood exactly what I was saying.

I head towards the larger puppies. I don’t want a little rat that pees in fear all the time; I want a guard dog that is willing to kill someone if they try to hurt me. That’s what I tell the man who comes over to help me, and that’s why I end up with a two-month-old Cane Corso, he’s black with even blacker eyes, absolutely gorgeous, and I love him immediately. Chocolate, that’s his name. Chocolate Carrington, Choky for short. My mother tries to make me change my mind, but I already have Chocolate in my arms, I’ve clearly already named him, and I’m already in love with him. There’s no way I could ever choose another dog. This one is mine.

The place is heaven for chocolate lovers. “Mom, I want that chocolate, that one, that one. Come on, Mom. We’ll take it,” shouted Keyla, can’t wait to try all the chocolates there. “Let’s go, let’s try one by one,” Camellia said. At first they went to the chocolate cookies section because there were many types of Cookies with cute cartoon shapes such as Spongebob, Smurfs, Winny the Pooh, Hello Kitty and so on. “Mommy, I want to go down and choose the chocolate myself,” asked Keyla.

I hear the shriek first before Chocolate crawls out of my bed, his face twisted in pure horror as he dusts out the phantom spider from his body, doing a small dance while he does so, though he stops he sees the look on my face, his making a sad one "No fair" He's also dressed in the same uniform. Kinds of annoys me now how he could just wear something that looks like it could buy me and give some spare change and go under my bed "That's what you get for waking me like that. No honestly, you could have done some cucumber whatever it is on me but instead, it's saliva. I'm disappointed Chocolate" Coco walks to me and wraps his arms around my body, pouting "What if I apologize?" "I'd punch you"

The stray cat I adopted had recently started looking at my boyfriend, Logan Bennett, and his female best friend, Chloe Dawson, like they were complete idiots. Then one day, Chloe climbed into the passenger seat of Logan’s car again and shot me a provocative smile. A fierce little voice suddenly rang out in my head: “Human, that woman is calling you an idiot in her head! She’s also planning to get your man drunk tonight! Hurry up and slap her! If you do, I’ll make sure you find money on the street when you leave!” I froze and stared down at Mochi in my arms. So my cat could not only talk, but also read minds and predict the future? Fine. From today on, Mochi and I would make these two s

What can I make of this? “You have my mark now, Michelle” Enzo runs his hand through the slightly purple mark on my neck, “and now you have me completely as your mate and I tell you, your wish is my command” “Enzo” I pounce into his embrace, “why are you so good to me? I am nothing but a filthy pregnant mate who was rejected by her mate, why…” He envelopes me in a bear hug and kisses my hair, “I will worship the ground you walk on, baby” he whispers into my ear, “you needn’t ever ask for anything because I will always be a step ahead of you, and did you call yourself a filthy wolf? Don’t ever call yourself that again”

Glossary: Tholus = dome/arena - Immo = yes - Cupam = liquor/whiskey - Futuo = fuck - Chinga = small animal with a purple fur body/white mane like a lion, size of a newborn kitten *~~~* She was almost finished with her book when her stomach began to growl. She would have cooked, but her items had not arrived yet. Sighing, she headed to the computer by the door and called her brother. After speaking to him, she called Jay to see if she and Cobra wanted to go to the dining hall.