Cocoa Parlor Chocolate Novels & Stories

A woman with grey and white hair is sitting behind the wooden stall cutting dark chocolate tablets in small pieces to melt them in the saucepan. "Let's have some hot chocolate then," Harvey walks toward Granny's Choco and orders for the three of them. Leo stands beside him, excitedly jumping as he watches the woman make their warm drinks. "Want some marshmallows on your drink, kid?" she asks, and Leo's eyes brighten, "Yes, please!" "On mine too," Harvey shyly smiles, "Hot chocolate tastes better with marshmallows," The lady laughs and looks at the little family, "Is he your kid?" she asks, smiling at Leo. Harvey gulps and presses his lips, "He's not—"

Inside, from the top shelf to the bottom, were rows and rows of high-quality chocolate milk. The best brand I could source on short notice…rich cocoa, clean ingredients, the best of the best. There were so many bottles but that was the point. I wanted him to see how many they were and get rejuvenated. “Top brand,” I said, watching his face. “Best cocoa they make. Proper ingredients, not the cheap sugary garbage you always buy. You can drink as much as you want…all yours.” I waited for something…surprise, a small smile, even just a flicker of the old interest he used to show when chocolate was involved.

“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.

When Bianca sat back in the high chair, she saw that he hadn't moved and was still thinking. Mat mechanically grabbed the coffee cup and gasped. "This is..." "A mochaccino. I wanted to try the recipe to offer it to customers," she explained. "What do you think?" "Mmm, too chocolatey for my taste, but why not? It should please the ladies who are passing by." Then he fell back into his thoughts. "Bianca, I want you to take care of yourself tonight." She let the edge of the cup rest on her lips and raised an eyebrow.

I looked out at the beautiful panorama beneath us, but I wasn’t as excited as I had been on other trips. “Do you fancy hot chocolate?” Gabriel asked, holding my hand. “You bet I will” In no time, we served that nice steamy drink in a cozy place near the ski slope watching outside the window. There was no better way to warm up than with a mug of hot chocolate. The perfect blend of creamy and rich, the signature hot chocolate was made with Ghirardelli white chocolate and saffron, then topped with whipped cream and an amber-colored chocolate disc. And the best part? It came in an adorable ceramic mug.

There was a large sign that read: LUNA GRACE’S PAR-TEA! “Not the sign!” I laughed as Callie led me into the hidden room. There was a variety of chairs around with little tables for each person to be able to use. On the back wall was a large arrangement of deserts with a mimosa bar. “This looks amazing!” “I’m glad you like it!” Walking over to the deserts, I picked out a chocolate mousse looking desert with brownie crumbles in it. Moving over to the mimosa bar, I made mine with just a splash of orange juice and topped it with a maraschino cherry.

"You're not in East LA anymore. You're in Big Bear. Here we use our milk frothers to make it, and I keep forgetting, but up here it's referred to as hot cocoa, not chocolate." "Milk frother?" Standing this close to her in the kitchen, looking at that playful smile, and God if those eyes didn't still do something to him, Gio had to remind himself this was Felix's girl—well, one of them—but still. She was completely off limits. Not even flirting would be acceptable. "Yeah, it's what makes the chocolate milk all foamy and, oh, so delicious." She pulled the milk out of the fridge as her expression went all doe-eyed, bringing back memories of her in high school.

A caramel coloured young lady walked out from the building made of woods and stopped by my Jeep, opening the door for me. "Welcome to African Pride. If you may come this way," her strange accent hit me as she led us to the building that had 'OFFICE' nailed above the entrance. The girl was lean and looked to be a teenager. She wore a short simple gown made from a beautiful material and a sandals that had long straps that stopped at her knees. Her hair was tied in a scarf made from the same material. The material looked alluring in my eyes and I really wanted a cloth made for me in that material.

he starts. "It's just chocolates," Tiara says. "From that artisan shop downtown. The one Tyler loves. I thought you might enjoy them, April." Bella wheels closer. "What kind of chocolates?" "Dark chocolate truffles with lavender and sea salt." Tiara's smile widens. "Exquisite. I had them made specially." The box sits on the table like a coiled snake. "Thank you," I say, making no move to touch it. "I'll save them for later."

Lavender's POV I sat at the corner table of the smoothie bar, one leg crossed over the other, sipping leisurely from my Chocolate-Covered Cherry Smoothie. The thick, rich flavor of chocolate swirled with tangy cherry lingered on my tongue as I half-listened to Gael's voice, which had been droning on for the past ten minutes about his latest date.