Dark Choco X Herb Novels & Stories

His sharp jaw sent down shivers when he moved down rubbing with my skin, he swiped his nose on my clit and along with it, he gave it a long lick, “Um… fucking addictive like ever…” I heard him whisper but I was too lost to focus on the words. He thrust his long tongue and moved it with his thick finger until I met an orgasm. “This is my favourite juice ever,” He drank the last drop of my arousal, licking his lower lip.

I might faint if I don't eat anything before continuing whatever I have to do. After a few hours of cooking, the table was piled with bowls of steaming oat, pottage and cakes dripping with honey and dried apples. I couldn't wait to devour it's all. I need strength in other to fight him. Munching the dried apples I feel more better and energetic than before. Wearing a palazzo with a tank top I left over the food, taking out the iced I dilute it's with water and I gulped it's down. The feeling of being at peace is sensual and I hope all this chaos ends soon then I will be able to go back to the man I always have on my mind. And he also loved me, I hope so I whispered as I stepped outside.

She struggled to find the thing she wanted. I closed my eyes and the unwanted tears escaped my eyes when she growled frustrated. How do I stop this? She opened the drawer which had medicines in it and her lips curved into a psychotic smile. Her restless hands grabbed fistful tablets and she went to the small refrigerator where I keep my drinks. She opened the bottle of my favourite drink and put all the tablets in it. Her breathing was heavy and a smile on her face was possessed and creepy. She placed the bottle back in the refrigerator and fixed things like an opened drawer and cupboards.

"Knowing your recent interests, something involving crystals or sage?" "Mock all you want." She opened the pouch, releasing a spicy, unfamiliar scent that filled the foyer. "This is from my shamanic herbalism course. A blend for clarity. For truth." Her rings caught the light as she measured dark leaves into delicate cups that Mrs. Chen somehow materialized with her usual efficiency. "Mother, please tell me you haven't joined another new age—" "Quiet." The word cracked like a whip. "You and Mia will drink this. Together."

She uncapped an elegant fountain pen and placed a blank check on the table between us, sliding it toward me with one perfectly manicured finger. "Fill in whatever amount you desire," she said, her voice dripping with false generosity. "Consider it... compensation for your cooperation." I stared at the check, not bothering to hide my disgust. "A blank check? Really?" Mrs. Shadowcrest smiled thinly. "Money is just the beginning." She snapped her fingers, and a Beta assistant I hadn't noticed standing in the corner stepped forward with a sleek tablet. She tapped the screen a few times before turning it to face me. On display was an impressive catalog of rare healing herbs—northern wolfsbane, si

A female pharmacist said with a smile, "It's not a matter of whether it's premium. The thing is, we've never seen the type of herb you mentioned. How could we be selling it?" They've never seen it? Belle said in surprise, "It's dark brown in color. It looks similar to eucalyptus. It's of the rotundifolia species." The woman said politely, "We do have something that's dark brown and similar to eucalyptus and rotundifolia, but it's not the type you're looking for. I'm afraid no one in Maltford sells that herb. Actually, the herb you're looking for might not even exist."

Jacques looked through the window to see it was already dark. He should have left by now, right? Did he go to honeymoon with her? Her eyes watered and she closed her eyes and took in a deep breath. She decided not to cry anymore. "Thank you," Jacques smiled as Daisy placed the bowl of soup in front of Jacques on the bed table. The flavourful aroma of the yummy looking chicken soup made her mouth water. It had it all – fresh vegetables, juicy chicken, turmeric and other spices. It suited her taste and for the first time since summer, she ate her fill forgetting everything else for a brief moment.

He sighed and pushed away from the bench where he was working on a new flavour combination. He had hoped that by staying home and working without the threat of her interrupting him he might actually be able to concentrate, but no such luck. He looked down at what he had made. Smoked dark chocolate and whiskey truffles. Exactly what she tasted like when he kissed her. It was a good combination. The traditional cigar and whiskey paired with a rich bitter chocolate. He used aged wine barrel wood to smoke the chocolate giving it a spicy taste that paired well with the whiskey.

He returned to the fridge, pulling out a container and when he opened the lid it was full of dark chocolate pudding. I stared at him genuinely surprised that this angry man had a sweet tooth— of course he choice of coffee was a dead give away but still. "You eat chocolate pudding? At midnight?" And he just glanced at me.. "The cocoa percentage is eighty-seven. It's not 'pudding.' It's a controlled delivery system for flavonoids and magnesium, which aid cognitive function." I just raised my eyebrow at him watching him lie to himself and I couldn’t help it. I let out a hearty laugh.

Instead, she reached for a small, simmering copper pot hanging over the hearth and carefully poured a steaming, deep red liquid into a ceramic mug. "Drink this," Karla instructed gently, pressing the warm mug into his large hands. "It is a restorative tonic I have been working on. I call it the Velvet Orchard – a blend of dark cherry bark, crushed orchard berries, and a drop of sweet syrup. It will help settle the adrenaline in your blood."