Confectionately Yours Book Novels & Stories

“You look like you’re about to marry it.” I ignored him, peeling back the seal. The scent hit me first—warm vanilla, caramelized sugar, and the faintest trace of white chocolate. It was intoxicating. Inside, three glossy pastries sat perfectly aligned on a soft linen base, each one shimmering under the office lights like edible jewels. I gasped. “She actually did it…” “Did what?” “She made it exactly like the photo she sent me earlier.” I pointed at the golden drizzle curling across the top like ribbons. “Look at the precision, Damian. It’s art.”

“Oh, I’m pushing. Just… gently.” I laughed, really laughed this time. After a while, Diane stood and stretched. “Okay. Emotional bonding complete. I’m starving.” “Of course you are.” “Come on,” she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me up. “Let’s get something sweet. Sugar fixes at least half of life’s problems.” We walked to the fridge, rummaging. Diane chose enthusiastically, adding extra toppings like it was a competition. I watched her with fond amusement. “You’re staring again,” she said.

"It seems like the two of you are competing. Why don't you ask the lady to decide for herself? What made you choose matcha, by the way?" "Yen likes that. Matcha cake, matcha-flavored frappuccinos - everything that has matcha in it." "Oh, you remember well! Five years isn't that long after all when love prevails" commented Mr. Virgil, followed by his mocking laughter. I felt my circulation rushing to my temples. I knew my face was already burning in a beet red glow. How I wish I could pick up my shoes and hit him on the face! Zed is an intelligent person, so his revelation from the start would surely make Zed suspect.

I thought of reading one of the books that Lena had gotten me. While on it, I became slightly distracted and that was when I saw it. The package is peeking from a corner. Curious, I dropped the book and went to get it. I opened the package to find a customized journal with my name beautifully inscribed on it. And the box of chocolate was the tastiest I have ever had. I am almost forced to think it was handmade rather than factory-produced because of the way it melted in my mouth and lingered on my tongue. I had a good night, but I woke up bloated and nauseous again.

I genuinely appreciate it. Have lots of good time reading the rest chapters and enjoying this book. Love y'all, Gem 💎 Lynne 😚 SPECIAL LITTLE GIFT So, dear reader, below is a sneak peek of book 2 which I'm already working on. Enjoy 🥳 ________________________________ Sophie lay on the opulent bed in a glamorous room, its dim light casting a warm, golden hue over the luxurious furnishings. The bed's silk sheets felt cool against her skin, and the scent of jasmine lingered in the air.

There was also a message written on a fancy-decorated card. “Hi, Alena! How are you doing? How was your honeymoon? I'm kind of in a hurry, so I'll get to the point. While in Mexico I came across this other confectionery and I saw these chocolates. I thought it would be really cute to give them to a girl I know who would love them. (I adore that girl a lot, by the way.) I bought all the chocolates and candy with love, so enjoy. I hope you have a sweet tooth, Cora. They say eating sweet things generates positive thoughts, so eat them and see the magic.

he teased, pinching my nose and then my cheeks. That made me feel even giddier. Still, I kept a straight face, doing my best not to smile too much. “Brand name? Saelas Margaux. Mr. Professor,” I said, standing up quickly so he wouldn’t notice I was blushing hard and smiling like crazy behind his back. “I’ll always buy you that blush. It looks good on you,” he said as he stood up. Then he patted my head before walking ahead. “Come on. Every second is gold,” he added.

I take one of the cookies and cut it into quarters, passing the woman a piece on waxed paper. She takes it, biting into it and chewing thoughtfully. A smile spreads over her face as she swallows. “Oh, that’s delightful. Is that maple?” I nod. “Maple sugar, yes, ma’am. It’s in the candied nuts.” “Delicious. I’ll have a dozen of those, please. And then three of the red velvet cupcakes for my grandchildren. The ones with teeth, anyway.” She laughs, and I start boxing up her purchases. “I hope you all enjoy everything.”

It's called: Sweet treachery. by Penaciousshewa. And help leave a review on her book. Thanks a lot! Author note

"So I thought you might appreciate one." Her fingers brushed over the edges of the cake before she set it down gently. "I love it. It's beautiful." "No it is not. I did try to make the icing presentable, but I ended up ruining everything." She laughed again—an unguarded, delighted sound that made me want to give her everything I owned. "Damien, this is absolutely beautiful." That seemed to boost my confidence. She pulled out the second gift. "That is for later," I said, as she pulled out a small customized notebook.