Chocolat Novels & Stories

Arella THE SILKY-SMOOTH texture melted in my mouth was nothing like pure bliss. The perfect mix of sweet, bitter, and a tinge of citrus was heaven. Each bite made me float in the air. I unwrapped another chocolate in heart-shaped— one of my favorite, and the first and original creation of Reigh Chocolates—The Reigh’s heart. I bit, and the hazelnut crackled under my teeth. Closing my eyes, I chewed and savored the irresistible rich bitter taste of the dark chocolate and the heavenly smell that fed my soul.

Chantelle is working at the coffee shop, and she sees a customer enter. She's surprised to see that it's Delcan, the handsome, wealthy man she met the other night. She feels a little flustered, but she tries to act cool and collected. As Delcan walks up to the counter, he says, "Hello, I'd like to order a coffee, please." He smiles at Chantelle, and she feels her heart skip a beat. She's nervous, but she tries to play it cool. "Sure thing," she says, and she starts making his coffee. Chantelle hands Delcan his coffee, and as he takes it, their hands touch briefly. They both look up, a little surprised by the contact. There's an awkward moment of silence, and then Delcan says, "Thanks for the

“Just a faint hint of sweetness. We kept it low on sugar.” Sia’s attention was then captured by another loaf that seemed to call her name. She pointed at it as excitement twinkled in her eyes. “And this one? It looks like it is going to steal my heart.” Anne chuckled. “Oh, that is our chocolate, coffee, hazelnut, and walnut creation. A little indulgent but still wholesome.” Sia’s enthusiasm bubbled over. “Can I take a small bite?” Anne laughed, already reaching for a knife. “Of course! Abella mentioned you might like this one.” She sliced off a piece and handed it to Sia, who took it eagerly.

heading for the nearest bodega. The flowers that normally colorfully lined the outside of the small neighborhood market were gone due to the late hour, and the place looked quiet and dark. She walked in and headed straight for the wall with the long freezer. Oh, the possibilities. Chocolate? Caramel chocolate? Caramel, chocolate and cookies? Mint chocolate chip? Vanilla bean? Chunky Monkey? Cherry Garcia? She read the titles over and over before choosing the winner: Pralines and Cream. Doing a happy dance, she closed the freezer door, whispering to the frosty contai

"Don't you think it's too early for champagne?" "Of course not, are you sure you don't want it?" "Nope, but I'm craving chocolate." I said in all honesty. When I'm on my period I'm always craving chocolate and this morning I forgot to bring a Milky Way with me. "What brand of chocolate?" he asked. "Delafee." I joked. Delafee is one of the most luxurious chocolate brands in the world and I doubt that he will have that, but I can't help messing with him.

"Uh, our friend would have given it to me ..." I turned to the man he was carrying. The boy looks very boyish. Tall, lean and angelic. Enter the standards of being handsome for me. But do we need more back up? "Hi, Audrey. I'm Tyler ..." he said obviously trying not to stutter. He handed me a brown chocolate box that I immediately recognized the brand. DeLafee of Switzerland. My eyebrows rose. Not worse than when someone last gave it to me. Give me a Ferrero Rocher! That's cheap!

, he nods and unwraps the chocolate, putting it in his mouth. I sigh and lean back on the bench, looking at the chocolate in my hands. It is wrapped with a plane pink foil. I think I have seen this kind of chocolate somewhere. Oh yes ! This is the same chocolate I got in that box last day along with that love card. Seems like this chocolate is so popular nowadays. But why there's no name of the chocolate on the wrapper ? Whatever, let's eat it now.

“I’m stuffed.” Alexa grabbed a piece for herself and set the dish down on her desk. “My one vice,” she explained as she circled behind the desk and sat down. Conner watched as she peeled back part of the foil, exposing a dark section of chocolate. “They’re chocolate mints, made with imported chocolate.” She bit off half the candy, her eyes half-closed as she savored the taste. “I get them from a place on Rodeo Drive,” she said after she swallowed. “Expensive, but well worth it. I always have a couple with me.” She peeled away the rest of the foil and popped the remaining piece of candy into her mo