Chocolate Wonka Novels & Stories

I chuckled, taking the white chocolate that was handed to me. I popped it into my mouth, then made a face, "no, no. I don't like that one. It's spicy." I spat it into a napkin. "Let me try one." Nicholas took out a chocolate that had red swirls on it. His face showed uncertainty. "It's like minty. I don't know what to think of it." "Let me try this one." I picked up one that was covered in peanuts. I spoke between chews, "it's not bad."

Pankhuri was astonished at his disappearance. "I wanted to change the flavour of the cake ". Pankhuri just nodded. Their orders arrived after a few minutes. The cake was so tempting that Pankhuri immediately dug her spoon into it. To her utter surprise, a ring came out with the molten chocolate. She couldn't believe it so she looked at Abhi, he nodded in approval, picking the ring Abhi asked the passing waiter to get it clean.

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.

Secretary smiled; he has already anticipated an 'out of the box' answer from her. They went inside. Mr. Secretary showed her, "Miss, here is what you would like." Su Yeon went through the list and got confused, "Woah, they offer so many types of chocolate flavor! What should I choose… Dark choco, chocochip, café-walnut, choco brownie…Umm, ok I will have one Dark choco, what about you?" Mr. Secretary gave the order, "One dark choco and one vanil… chocochip please," and offered his card.

Julian watched her move toward Caleb, and he asked coldly, "You don't want the thing anymore?" She turned to ask what he meant, and he produced a piece of chocolate from nowhere. It was an old-fashioned brand she had adored as a child, one no longer sold in stores or online. She had no idea how he had even found it.

I want to go home and eat my mama’s food, my favorite, menudo! While thinking about it, her stomach suddenly grumbled loudly. She was stunned but she recovered from it, and acted as if nothing had happened. Claire noticed that Vladimir suddenly passed her something. She looked at it, and saw that it was a bar of chocolate. My favorite chocolate, Cadbury with nuts! She looked at it and gulped but she did not accept the chocolate. Vladimir was about to put back the chocolate when she suddenly stopped him. She faked a laugh. “I think you will not eat it, so it's a waste not to eat it, right?” she

“I’ve already eaten far too many today, and I’d hate to see them go to waste.” “I want a chocolate one,” Riley said, his eyes as big as saucers. “Okay, there are a few different chocolate ones. There’s the chocolate, caramel, and marshmallow one, and there’s a wagon wheel one—” “Wagon wheel?” “You know, like the biscuit? It has chocolate strawberry jam and marshmallows. And then there’s chocolate mud and chocolate peanut butter.” “All of them,” Riley said. Rosie laughed. “I don’t think so. You can pick one for now and one for after dinner. What do you think your dad would like?”

We walk into the gas station and Kayla says, "Pick your poison. I'm buying, birthday girl". I think pure chocolate is the best thing for me, so I grab a king size chocolate bar nothing else in it... just straight chocolate. Kayla looks at it and says, "You got it. I just hope you don't make yourself sick before the fun tonight." I shake my head as I wait for her to pay for it and say, "Not going to happen. I plan on trying to make this last all day". She laughs and we go to school.

“From Willy Tonka’s chocolate factory?” He laughs. “Tonka beans are the seeds from the kumaru tree from South America. They look like raisins.” “What do they taste like?” “Vanilla with a touch of spice and tobacco. They’re illegal in the U.S.” “Why?” “They contain a chemical compound that’s toxic when consumed in high quantities. You’d have to eat a shit-ton of dessert to get into trouble, though.” “We’ve got to try that, then. As well as the chocolate crémeux, it has banana bread, whipped milk jam, and salted caramel ice cream. I don’t even know what whipped milk jam is, but it sounds amazing.”

Clara was looking expectantly inside the shop as she craned her neck, checking if their order would arrive any time soon. Inside, there were shelves upon shelves of the most succulent-looking sweets imaginable: Creamy chunks of butterscotch that changed color in every bite; hundreds of different kinds of chocolates in weird animal shapes arranged in neat rows that customers must be prepared to catch once it either leaped or flew; colorful candy necklaces which adjusted to the size of the neck; miniature candy cones; cans of slithering candy worms; cakes that could be ordered in towers or slices; and enchanted scrumptious beverages which kept on filling to the glass’ rim.