Everlasting Gobstopper Willy Wonka Novels & Stories

Given what she’d survived, I couldn’t hold it against her. “He worked at the Sutton candy factory.” I pointed my spoon at her sugar monument. “Considered himself Willy Wonka. He didn’t make the candy, but he always said Wonka had the Oompa Loompas handle that anyway. He was in packaging – or as he put it, he made sure kids got excited just holding chocolate in the candy aisle. He loved the simplicity. Candy makes people happy.” “I bet your house was the place for Halloween trick-or-treating.” Constance added another mountain of sprinkles to her bowl.

"Sounds fair," Lillian admitted. "You're killing me here," Solomon sulked. "Anyone with a brain would check the stores first." "Good call." She grabbed his arm, dragging him to the shop. Moments later, they stood at the counter. The owner handed snacks to students from a glass case. Those colorful packs were labeled "Dream Candy". The slogan went like, "Want high scores? Eat Dream Candy." "Two packs, please. Pink ones," Lillian said, drawn to the bright packaging.

Another yelled, “FOUND A LIGHTER!” “Birthday candles?” Charlie said dryly. “Really? So the ghosts can blow them out?” Sky shrugged. “Might still work.” Before he could argue more, Elisa popped up with her arms full of candles of every shape and size. Vanilla, pumpkin spice, a skull-shaped Halloween leftover, and one that said ‘Live Laugh Love’. “Let’s take them to the guest room,” she said breathlessly. Sky skipped ahead with her guided tour of stupidity. Charlie followed, not like he had any other choice.

"You're just hungry. Low blood sugar makes boys cranky. Jack was the same way when he was six." "Mom, don't," I rasped, trying to sit up. "He's not six. He's a genetically modified killing machine." "He's a boy who needs a snack," Mom corrected me. She held out the chalky chocolate bar. "Here. It's 'Stirling Energy Block, Type C'. It's probably expired in 2040, but sugar doesn't go bad." Valerius stared at the chocolate. He looked at Mom's hand. It was steady. She wasn't trembling.

My head was down, scraping the brush against the dustpan, when I saw it. It wasn't glittering like glass. It was heavy, dark gold, catching the light in a muted, ancient way. Nestled right beside the base of the fig tree, half-hidden beneath a stray leaf, was a ring. My hand shot out, snatching it up before I could think. It was heavy, solid, and cold , a man's ring, thick and old. It wasn't flashy; it was subtly engraved with a seal, a stylized 'G' that looked almost like a coiled serpent. It was clearly antique, the kind of ring that had been passed down through generations, steeped in history and, likely, sin.

Wayne grabbed her wrist. Due to his towering stature, even a grown woman looked petite next to him, let alone Willow. He scooped her up with one arm as if she were a doll. His frantic hands fished out a bunch of lollipops. "I have more flavors—watermelon, mango, orange. Here, they're all yours."

He’s such a well-mannered child, he’s beaming happily, and I can tell he’s enjoying his party. “No no Corrado, you go first!” Another child says, and he finally agrees, hurrying to the front. I pass Lucy her stick with a paper plate beneath it and I pick up another stick for Corrado. “Can I get some strawberries, some waffle… a profiterole and a brownie please Winnie?” He beams. “Of course." I get to work and once I’ve dipped it under the flowing chocolate, I sprinkle it with a dusting of blue and gold edible glitter.

For a long moment, he said nothing, just stood there, lost in thoughts. Then he turned around and said, “I’m waving the white flag.” Four pair of eyes widened. Killian pulled out his phone, tapped somethings on the screen, and held it up. The quadruplets leaned forward. A picture of four giant ice cream tubs filled the display. Alessio gasped. IS THAT WHAT I THINK IT IS…? Matteo leaned closer. VANILLA COOKIES… Leo covered his mouth. MINT CHOCOLATE… Rocco’s soul visibly left his body. IS THAT RAINBOW SORBET?

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

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.”