Coklat Bella Novels & Stories

surprising him. She couldn't stand the thought of not seeing him for God knows how long. Cassandra arrived at the gas station, filled her car up at the pump, and then headed inside the little store to grab a bite to eat. She chose a bagel, a cup of mixed fruit, and a bottle of flavored water. That should quiet down her gurgling belly. Making her way to the counter, Cassandra found a short line of customers ahead of her. She perused the local newspapers and rag magazines to pass the time until it was her turn to pay. Suddenly Cassandra's stomach lurched, and she instantly felt as if she were going to vomit right there in the store. She had spotted Jason on the cover of one of the magazines w

“The only thing is that flour here is made of green seeds. It was weird at first, but if it tastes good, I don’t care about the color.” Liv bit down and was pleasantly surprised by the flavor. It was better than an oatmeal cookie. The fruit was sweeter and the dough softer, yet crunchy. “This is really good.” Bella nodded and picked up another. “You’ll be hooked on these. My best friend, Charlotte, lives in the ice mountains with her mates and she comes here just to eat my cookies.” She opened her eyes wide. “That didn’t sound right, but you get the idea.” Liv laughed and picked up a teacup. She sniffed, a bad habit she had, and tasted. The drink was like lemon tea with a hint of honey. It w

Madeline's POV "So, which of these options do you prefer?" The pastry chef smiled as she arranged an elaborate selection of sweets on the white marble table of her boutique. The place was one of those expensive Belmonte spots—pale pink walls, crystal chandeliers, and a display case that looked more like a jewelry store than a bakery. "We have gourmet pistachio chocolate truffles, coconut truffles with Brazilian nuts, caramel fudge bites made with artisanal dulce de leche, and mini Belgian chocolate éclairs that have been a huge hit at this season’s events."

“Do you need anything?” “No,” Bella replied. “I’ll eat whatever you eat.” They sat in silence for a few minutes. “Done,” Maria said, handing the phone back. “I’ve added myself. Feel free to chat or call me anytime, okay?” Bella nodded for the third time, and right on cue, their food arrived. They ate while giggling over jokes. “Do you have a business, Maria?” Bella asked suddenly. “Yes, of course,” Maria replied proudly. “I own a popular makeup and shoe brand. Any kind of shoe or heels, you can check my I*******m. You’re talking to a glam celebrity.” She smiled.

Bella Risa didn't think he would happily agree, so she happily grabbed his sleeve: "Then let's go now, I have a lot of things I want to buy!" Looking at the small soft hand, pulling her sleeve, Phelan Daniel inexplicably felt satisfied in his heart. Bella Risa drags Phelan Daniel into a cosmetics store, and she points to the store's newest set of makeup products on display. This Cosmetics set, when she first saw that she had hit the mark, in this world with her status as a living bean. Then you can't afford to buy these.

Bella taught her heart to cooperate with her mind. “Welcome Mr knight, it's a pleasure to see you personally here. How can I help you?” The lady in her forties greeted them with a bright smile. Aaron nodded before introducing Bella to her. “She is Bella Ferrari, Katrina. The one I was talking about.” The lady Katrina beamed at Bella and smiled widely. “Ah! She is a real beauty, Mr Knight. Just like her name. I have prepared two marvellous designs for her. So you both can choose as per your likeness.” Bella smiled thanking her before she took them to her special room to show the customised bridal designs for Bella.

When Belle accidentally glanced into Bastian’s room, she gasped and quickly turned away, heart pounding. He was sleeping. Shirtless. Only in boxers. Belle’s skin prickled all over. She scurried into Anthony’s room, trying to shake the image from her mind. On Anthony’s desk, several identical black bubble-wrapped packages sat in a row. Belle groaned. Which one was it supposed to be? She picked one up and gave it a shake, hoping to guess the contents. “What’s in these, anyway?” she muttered. “Matcha.” The deep, groggy voice startled her so severely she let out a small squeak. Belle turned around to see Bastian leaning against the doorframe, covering a yawn with his hand.

“Oh my God! Finally you have moved on from Samuel. The way you’re praising this man’s handsomeness.” Bella’s smile faded slightly. “Hmmm… let’s leave Samuel aside,” she said calmly. Then she added softly, “But I still want Samuel for myself though.” Mariam stared at her. “Ah! Isn’t that too much?” Bella laughed proudly. “My dear, it’s not too much at all.” She flipped her hair confidently. “I’m a very beautiful girl… dark chocolate beauty.” She winked. “I need more guys to spoil me.” Mariam shook her head but laughed.

The team for "Nostalgia Coconut Juice" was officially established yesterday, comprising seven members with Emily as the team leader. Judging from the personnel arrangement, the company attaches great importance to this project, as all participants possess both experience and capabilities, except for Bella, who sticks out like a sore thumb. Despite being a seasoned employee for several years, her business acumen is undeniable. Mr. Devon has promoted individuals out of the ordinary before, but those were young girls. Bella is already married, for heaven's sake!

She suggested. Blake and Stefan glanced at each other in surprise at her response. Their waiters brought drinks interrupting them from the current conversation. Her waitress placed one cup on the table and handed her a glass with a decadent aroma. “What is this called again?” Clarissa asked politely. “Cota baba.” She replied, eagerly watching Clarissa. Clarissa took a sip, hoping to settle the woman’s excitement. It was sweet and sour at the same time, while coating her tongue in tiny bubbles that popped on contact. The drink was like no other but it was-