Ecl1pse Chocolate Novels & Stories

Secretary smiled; he has already anticipated an 'out of the box' answer from her. They went inside. Mr. Secretary showed her, "Miss, here is what you would like." Su Yeon went through the list and got confused, "Woah, they offer so many types of chocolate flavor! What should I choose… Dark choco, chocochip, café-walnut, choco brownie…Umm, ok I will have one Dark choco, what about you?" Mr. Secretary gave the order, "One dark choco and one vanil… chocochip please," and offered his card.

"Yes, baby. But I'll be back before you know it. I promise." Pascal's bottom lip jutted out. "But it's Saturday. You're not supposed to work on Saturday." Where had he heard that? Oh. Right. From Nikolai, not ten minutes ago. "I know, sweetheart, but sometimes work needs me even on weekends. That's what being chief secretary means." She brushed his hair back from his forehead. "Tell you what… I'll bring you a Speedy Fudge. Would that make it better?" Pascal's eyes lit up immediately. Speedy Fudge was one of Lancaster Group's most popular chocolate products…a rich, creamy bar with caramel swirls that Pascal absolutely adored.

“Yes, yes, yes!” “Because you look like you’re about to die.” “I have died. And I’ve gone to heaven.” Ellery was still facepalming as Cole hurried her over to the menu. “What’s the best?” Cole asked, jumping up and down. “What do you recommend?” “It’s all fine.” It was the kind of place that specified the origins of every ingredient: Grand Cru chocolate, Channel Island milk, Chilean sultanas. Even the pistachios were of superior quality. And naturally, Cole wanted to try everything.

“No, I’ll take a large box of chocolates as well.” The clerk gives a nod and reaches for a dark brown box. “The large box holds twelve pieces and we offer a variety of twenty-four. Which ones would you like?” Something to concentrate on. Good. I am beginning to feel more like myself. I look at the display case and the assortment of chocolates. The various shapes, the tiny decorations on each of them. “Doesn’t matter.” The clerk reaches for a dark square. “No, not that one,” I say. “The one in the shape of a leaf.” Eve will like that one. It is intriguing with all the little lines carved in it.

Phil assured her with a warm smile. "Thank you, Phil." Phil went to the refrigerator and pulled out two bars of chocolate. He handed one to Eve. "Maybe a bar of chocolate will put you in the mood. It is nut-free" Eve took the chocolate and quickly unwrapped it. Immediately after she was about to shove it inside her mouth, she withdrew and slapped it on the couch. Phil looked at her with a surprised expression. "I don't think I need any chocolates." She said and rose to her feet. The scent of the chocolate instantly turned her off and she was surprised that she dropped it.

he said smiling at me "We can just take it slow" ••••••••••The END•••••••••••• Thank you guys soo much for reading my book it means soo much to me. THERE IS A SEQUEL FOR SWEET CHOCOLATE!!! IT WILL BE COMING SOON PLEASE BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR IT

then he was going to pop the question again, and he was sure she wouldn't say no. ********* Kathleen smiled a few minutes later at the box of chocolates on her table thinking it was from Jacob, they were her favorite knockoffs of the Ecuadorian cacao bar which cost a hundred dollars per brick. Taking a seat, she took her time to admire the box and then she realized it wasn't a knock off—it was the real thing!! it costs over five hundred dollars.

There, finding me only eating the grilled marshmallows, Jamie pokes one and dips it in the chocolate fountain until it is fully coated by the thick milky chocolate. He forces it into my sight, trying to pass it to me. “Don’t you want to have some?” he mentions, “The chocolate is from DeLafee, made inSwitzerland, there’s edible gold in it.” “Wh-” What? Edible gold? In chocolate? Hell! It’s just chocolates! I swear I didn’t know how lavish chocolates can be! This world is crazy! However, even if there is gold inside, “No.” I refuse to consume any chocolates. I can tell that chocolate fountain is going to give me diabetes.

Outside, through the open glass doors, the garden lights had come on and the water in the small fountain near the east wall caught the light and broke it into pieces. Elena looked at her daughter. Lila looked back. She had nothing to add. Lucian had said the true thing. The only thing that mattered. Her mother picked up her fork and took a small bite of the tart. "This is very good chocolate," she said. "Marcos sources it from a place in Ecuador," Lucian said. "I'll get you the name." "Please."

He looked at Elion. "Wait," Cale said. "We don't need candy, Cale. It's empty calories. Mira will dock points." Cale ignored him. He reached out. He grabbed a bar of dark chocolate with sea salt. The expensive kind. "Cale," Elion hissed. "That's like four dollars." "It's on sale," Cale said. "Two dollars." "We don't need it." "You need it," Cale said. He put it in the cart, right on top of the lentils.