Romans & histoires Cocoa Parlor Chocolate

said the waitress. "Yeah." "Yes, ma'am. We have caramel cocoa, triple coffee, mango jelly, strawberry and chocolate flavor." Gray turned to Sarah. "What do you think?" "No, I'm not really into...sweets," Sarah said although her expression wasn't convincing enough. "It's for me." "Oh! Then you should probably try the chocolate one." Gray turned to the waitress. "One chocolate, large. And do you have cakes?" "We have chocolate, black forest, pineapple, red velvet, strawberry, plum, butterscotch, lemon, banana and carrot cake, ma'am," the waitress responded.

He fiddled with her hand absently and talked to Sophia, while the chocolates were brought to the living room and laid out on the table. "It's not glamorous, is it?" asked Sophia, pointing to the floral china with a wave of her hand. She lifted the tall, narrow kettle and poured the fragrant black liquid into one of the small cups, filling one-third full. "Most people use cocoa powder, but the best results are obtained from mixing the cream with the chocolate liquor." Skillfully she scooped a spoonful of sugar into the hot water. "It's not fermented wine or alcohol, remember. Chocolate liquor is pressed from coffee beans after they've been roasted and peeled." “Sounds enticing,” Torcia commen

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 container, “You’re coming home with me, you lucky dog.”

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.

Clarissa's P.O.V Sleep--- What is sleep? It was something I knew nothing of, at least not without pestilent dreams. However, there was something about dark chocolate that seemed to settle the pallet well. I could not deny that I was addicted. Rotating the square piece of chocolate in my hand, I gazed at it with a soft smile on my face. Intense Dark Chocolate- 72% cocoa. My mouth watered, reading the label, but my blue eyes gazed towards the café door, chiming as it opened, pulling me out of my satisfaction.

“Come in before I start chewing through wires.” She entered and set the tray down on the low table beside my desk. On it were four small pieces of chocolate, neatly labeled with mini flags stuck in each square. “I know it’s technically Friday, but I couldn’t wait. New blend. Maybe a new flagship product, if it passes your grumpy standards.” I reached for the first one—labeled “C3.” I bit into it slowly. Let the flavor unfold. Rich Tanzanian cocoa, mid-notes of elderflower, just a trace of almond to deepen the finish.

I gave them a reassuring smile and sat back with Jackson’s arm around my shoulders. They asked if they could have little while to talk it out amongst themselves, which I thought was a good sign. So, Colette led us to a coffee shop that was a two-minute walk from the building. She assured us that everything was on the house today, making sure that the baristas heard. They just nodded their heads in understanding. My eyes greedily took in all of the specialty names. It all sounded so good, but one of them caught my attention. “I’ll take a large Spiced Vanilla Chai with nutmeg drizzle please.”

Wilson turned his head, looking at his cousin who had been silent since coming out of Caraline's room. "Do you know Chocowonder brand chocolate, Wilson?" asked Catherine suddenly. "You must be crazy." Wilson shook his head. "Is your sudden silence because of that chocolate?" "I saw that Caraline had a box of Chocowonder brand chocolates," Catherine said, folding her arms across her chest. "Then what does it matter to you? It's just chocolate. You can buy them anytime, anywhere." "You're wrong, Wilson." Catherine snorted in annoyance. "Chocowonder is a famous brand of chocolate from overseas and is in the top ten most expensive chocolates in the world. A small box can cost hundreds of thousan

Just then, the waiter brought a plate full of chocolates. “Mm?” Brandon looked at them. “What are these?” “Elena chocolate, sir,” the waiter said. “It’s a new chocolate that’s been released today. It’s only sold for one dollar outside, but the owners of the brand are members of this cafe, so we are promoting it for free.” “Oh…” Brandon took a chocolate and then pushed the plate to the guests sitting opposite to him. Vivian and Ryan also took a chocolate each. “I don’t like the name,” Vivian said, “but the cover with gold and purple… looks beautiful.”

"Mmm, this is good." I take one square and moan quietly at the sensation of the cocoa melting in my mouth. Just a square at a time is all I need and I feel better already. "I've also packed a block of milk honeycomb crunch, dark coffee crunch, hazelnut milk, dark raspberry" "Whoa! We're only going to be there ten days, you chocolate whore!" I laugh quietly, eating another square. I need this chocolate, more than he realises.