Coklat Bella Novels & Stories

We had all gathered on the large bed a selection of snacks and drinks in the center, a few different face masks, lotions, hair masks, nail polish, every girlie thing you could imagine, we had also got pink satin pajamas which made me smile. ‘Let’s get this party started!’ Bella announced pulling me from my thoughts as she popped a bottle of champaign. The cork flew off some of the liquid flying out before she tried to catch it in her mouth. Some of the gold liquid dribbling down her chin, Selena and I both laughed as she spilt half the bottle before grabbing another. ‘This ones mine,’ she smiled deviously before grabbing another one to pour out to the rest of us this one went smoothly withou

If he had to walk away, he would. “Oh my God,” she squealed and Brian looked over at her. “I have to get some of these!” He walked over to see what she was looking at and nearly choked. “What the hell, Jon?” he asked, looking over at his friend. Jonathon smirked at him. “It’s part of our ‘Too Hot to Handle’ line.” “They’re chocolate cocks,” Brian blurted out. “They are,” Jonathon confirmed, “with chili-flavored cream centers. Very popular with the Hen’s party crowd.”

Bella, on the other hand, had a different plan in mind. Observing Bella's meticulous approach, Ava couldn't help but be fascinated. Bella, not entirely satisfied with the initial result, decided to amp up her makeup game. She carefully applied more layers, accentuating her features, and ran an extra coat of lip gloss on her lips. The transformation was swift, and Bella, now seemingly content with the outcome, admired herself in the mirror.

Same with his dark, good looks. I swallow down a final bite of tartufo. It's absolutely divine—an ice cream bombe with multiple layers including a molten chocolate sauce core wrapped in hazelnut gelato and liberally dusted in bitter cocoa powder. Setting my fork down, I moan in appreciation. "That is hands-down the best dessert I've ever had in my life," I declare. Something darkens in Luca's gaze and then he reaches over and swipes a finger across the corner of my mouth.

Bella's heel clicked the glowy floor while her shoulder was held high and her face screamed beauty. Indeed she was very pretty as almost all eyes turned in her direction. Thank goodness she was wearing glasses, nobody would recognise her easily. “Hello Mr Brandon.. I'm Bella Henry, CEO of L&J Designs.” she introduced herself as they shook hands. “Nice having you hear Miss Henry.” Mr Brandon muttered, a pleased smile on his face. Just by looking at her, he was sure to get an incredible result from this collaboration. “My great pleasure,” Bella replied and they took their seat.

Lush, red painted lips that were stretched in a wide smile that exposed her pearl white teeth, a regal nose and piercing gray eyes that seemed almost silver in the dim lighting. This woman was the epitome of perfect beauty. “Do you sell dark hazelnut Couverture chocolate?” the woman asked, her words tainted by a prominent french accent. Of course she was french Elliott thought dryly “Yes we do” she replied, shaking out of the trance the woman’s soft voice had put her in. “That’s great.” the woman smiled widely “I’ve been searching the whole city for it, I’ll take two boxes” Curiosity gripped Elliott and she couldn’t help but ask as she got the order ready “Something special?”

Before going out, she received Bai Chianming's call saying that he will take them to the party. The party was held at a five stars restaurant. It was a luxurious restaurant with exquisite decors. The party organizers reserved the rooftop because there were a lot of people invited today. Moreover, the school Idol will be coming tonight, everyone was excited. But unfortunately, it was not easy to get an invitation and the number of invitations was limited.

She says smiling. " You know what, you guys are gonna feast in your own, I gotta take a shower and go." " Remember my ice cream flavour is caramel," Bella says as I put on my shoes. My phone rings and a private number flashes on the screen. I pick the call and silence greets me on the other end. " Hello," I repeat for the fourth tike before someone starting laughing loudly.

“I stared at the girl who enticed me deeply. Though her clothes were wet because of the water that dripped from the clay pot on her head, she looked so beautiful. She resembles my dear late Nana, of whom I first saw the beauty of a black woman. She looked like a black angel. She had a portion of her plaited hair bound by a red ribbon, while the rest, fell about her arms, and even reached her waist. I have never seen a black woman with such an abundance of fine hair in my lifetime. She walked like a cat. I admire her more than any damsel I have ever seen. As fate happens, she turned around, and stared back at me. Our eyes met, her hazel-coloured eyes left me entranced, so I fell. Her pot of

“I can’t believe you just flirted for vodka.” I smirk. “Did I?” About five minutes crawls by as we talk about the upcoming events of the school trip; team building exercises, visits to the museum, a tour of Acadia Central City, and so on. A few more minutes later, Adam brings our food. “Kebab and pita salad for madam.” He mutters, balancing the tray and placing the plates for Bibah in front of her. “Junk food and five shots of vodka for Mademoiselle Bella.”