Chocolate Royalty Novels & Stories

The man rolls his eyes at the tip, so American. “Best Chocolate?” Bär asks the chip man. “Five stalls over, Claude, he is French, but we forgive him,” the chip man laughs, making Bär laugh too. Bär gets a lot of stares from his subjects as he walks the market. “Majesty?” Claude asks, surprised by Bär’s appearance. “Hi. The Queen requires Salty Dark Chocolate, Carmel Milk Chocolate, solid Dark and Milk Chocolate and anything else you recommend for a she-wolf,” Bär raises his eyebrows.

I blurt suddenly seeing the look he is giving me. "Trust me every girl loves chocolate" I concluded, narrowing my brows and frowning my face as I turn to my cart "That's why is weird knowing that the prince loves chocolate". I look at him and asked "isn't that weird?". Genuinely curious. His expression is unreadable but he quickly mask it then smiled and said "You're more weirder". I laughed and picked up the vanilla flavor while showing it to him I said "All parents love vanilla" then put it his cart.

There, finding me only eating the grilled marshmallows, Jamie pokes one and dips it in the chocolate fountain until it is fully coated by the thick milky chocolate. He forces it into my sight, trying to pass it to me. “Don’t you want to have some?” he mentions, “The chocolate is from DeLafee, made inSwitzerland, there’s edible gold in it.” “Wh-” What? Edible gold? In chocolate? Hell! It’s just chocolates! I swear I didn’t know how lavish chocolates can be! This world is crazy! However, even if there is gold inside, “No.” I refuse to consume any chocolates. I can tell that chocolate fountain is going to give me diabetes.

Natalia softly breathed while Tommy déArgent, the chubby foodie, gleefully focused on uninvitedly stuffing his face with chocolates. Natalia helplessly giggled. "Here, try this. You're gonna love this one." Arian raised a little white chocolate in the shape of a heart. Natalia opened her mouth to disagree but gave in when he persisted. Immediately, a satisfied moan bubbled out of her lips. It was so good! The best she ever had!! The Princess opened her eyes, ready to go on her royal knees to beg for more when she caught Arian staring. She naively locked eyes with him, getting lost in his hot gaze again.

Chaol stole glances at Asty who was observing the movement of the flame in the fireplace. The young woman's eyes were locked upon the ashy trace as she brought some biscuits inside her mouth. Vanilla-flavored confectionery cookies. These are the same snacks the King had offered them before they had left the Palace. He was reminded carefully to give the can of cookies to Asty so that she could eat them. The King also had this scowl on his face when he told him not to dare take a single piece of it. He was cruel. He remembered his words clearly:

Tristian’s deep voice pulled me out of oblivion. “Wow… wow it’s… it taste taste so... so unique.” I delayed before responding searching for the best word to qualify the chocolate. Sweet is not the word because it’s not sugary. It’s rather more creamy, thick, and bitter in a sweet way. It’s just different. I remembered innovating the idea of making a health based chocolate but I never knew it would be this good. “Well, it’s all you. Other executives also gave good remarks to the chocolate. I’ve no doubt that this one would make waves in the market.” Tristian said with a supper pleasing look and I couldn’t help but smile.

Anna The scent of slow-roasted meat, rich spices, and caramelized sugar filled the air, wrapping around customers like a warm embrace. The Queen's Delights was the crown jewel of the city's culinary scene, known for its best selection of pastries and the most tender, mouthwatering meats money could buy. A five-star confectionery that I had carved it into existence with the same precision I used when slicing through flesh. Who would ever believe that behind the pristine glass counters and glowing five-star reviews, the owner was the popular Queen of Doom.

They had, strapped to their loins, a dozen packets of high chocolates. I had seen these in stores and adverts while in the hospital. The television adverts had made it clear that only the rich could afford such luxury, and here I was with the chocolates at my disposal. “So, do you still doubt that he loves you?” Willow whispered to me as I lightly pushed her away. More horses joined us with more guards and chocolates as they jumped down from their beast with the chocolates to give them to me. I saw father taking the guards into the house while showing them where to keep the items.

she scolded. “I am not a kid!” I pointed out not liking that she is scolding me even in my twenty fifth year. “Yes! Which means you need to be careful before doing anything. We are the Royals so need to act like them.” she mumbled frowning at me. “Your both grandparents were the Royals, Mom. We are just normal people.” I commented, staring at her. “Is it so? Then why do you always say ‘I am the Prince of Ivaan’ to everyone for doing some normal corporate businesses?” she questioned with a raised eyebrow.

I said playfully as I approached the table with a smile. Allison slowly looked up from her milkshake. “Oh, please don't apologize, Your Majesty. I was just about to order my third milkshake while I waited for your royal ass to get here.” She chuckled, narrowing her eyes at me. I stopped. Your Majesty? “Has anyone ever told you what a bitch you are, my Luna?” I shot back with plenty of sass. Why the hell was she calling me Your Majesty? “You are actually the first one to mention it, my Queen.”