Funny Quotes Chocolate Novels & Stories

Drew Zeke was dragging me out of the club making trip over my own feet, I knew he was getting excited. The comment about licking chocolate of Jacob's abs was a joke, or was it? Chocolate abs sound really delicious. I could already feel the saliva pooling in my mouth. I love chocolate. I love abs! Sounds like the perfect combination to me.

Stan’s POV I have heard people talk bad about chocolate not living up to the hype, but this one Charlie gave me was good and I could not wait until the opening party to have another bite. I wanted more, and I wanted it now. I pick up my office phone and dial the HR’s office, there’s a response after two rings. “Charlie, how can I help?” “Hey Charlie, it’s Stan. Do you have any more of the cake you gave me earlier?” “It’s all out sir. I can head over to her shop to get some though.”

“No, thanks. I’d like my cavities to remain healthy for a long time.” Keith sighed wistfully. “You’re really missing out. Mr. Mckenna, can we get chocolates from the store? I’d like to change his mind that chocolates aren’t good for the human experience.” “Don’t bother, no one can change my mind.” It was good to see him banter with Keith, it made my heart feel lighter. “At least give him a chance.” Keith nodded with enthusiasm. “If you don’t like the chocolate then I’ll back off. If you do then we’ll become friends.”

With a slight shrug "Someone who sticks by not just in fun times but hard times, a safe space I presume " "For a silly journalist who has no time to be there at even all times what position would you give them in your life" "Passer-by, because at anytime they can vanish" I replied sipping from the cold chocolate drink, it was actually refreshing. "Why do I think your obsessed with chocolate" it was not a question just some random thought to kind of break off the already settling silence. First a chocolate yoghurt then the chocolate biscuit. "Yes I am" "Well for tomorrow, follow me to my favorite ice cream shop and let me treat you to vanilla"

She gestured vaguely toward the window where the SUV had vanished. “Especially now,” I smirked, leaning forward with mock seriousness. “Life’s too short for bad pancake opinions. Blueberry brings that perfect tartness, balances the sweetness. Chocolate chips are just desserts pretending to be breakfast.” She laughed, sounded so genuine, cutting through the lingering tension like sunlight through clouds. “You’re wrong, and I feel sorry for you. Chocolate chips are comforting in every bite. Melty, gooey, pure joy. Blueberries are just what people on a diet eat.”

He always tried to bring a smile to my face even though he knew how bad things were. “It’s typical isn’t it?..” I chuckled swallowing the delicious chocolate and playfully rolling my eyes. “I get tortured on live television and get yelled at for it…” I grabbed another chocolate and again in humor scoffed at the sight. “You get mauled by a single wolf and you get fancy chocolates. I mean, Where’s my treat? At this stage I should basically have a parade dedicated to me or something.” He chuckled at my attempt of humor before looking at me smiling, he swallowed his own chocolate then addressed my sentence.

has real meaning with chocolate. 3. Chocolate satisfies even when it is soft. 4. You can safely have chocolate while driving. 5. You can make chocolate last as long as you want it to. 6. You can have chocolate even in front of your mother. 7. If you bite the nuts too hard, the chocolate won't mind. 8. Two people of the same sex can have chocolate without being called nasty names. 9. The word "commitment" doesn't scare off chocolate. 10. You can have chocolate on top of your workbench/desk during working hours without upsetting your co-workers.

"Of course you're weird!" "Then of course you're dull." I was really enjoying the conversation. "What's your favorite flavor? Lemme guess... vanilla." He nodded. "Now you're two percent smart." I grinned. "It's obvious I use vanilla everyday so you're still a dullard." "Dullard is a mean word." "So now it is? What's yours?" "Chocolate. I can eat it all day." I said licking my lips in demonstration. His eyes rested on my lips for a moment before they roamed down to my cleavage and up to my face again.

I removed the headphones and apologized. “Too much television can rot the brain, but I’m afraid you’re already too far gone,” he said in a joking tone. “Ha-ha. Very funny,” I replied, reaching out for the mug. My eyes lit up when I realized it was hot chocolate with whipped cream and cinnamon sprinkled on top. “Wow…I wasn’t expecting this.” “The hot chocolate serves a dual purpose–I have an undeniable sweet tooth and the warm milk should put you to sleep.” “Rude,” I huffed.

Because Summer was mine, and no fucking person would take her from me. “I have no idea what you are referring to.” The idiot chuckled, his stupid crunches grating on my nerves, and making me hiss as if someone smeared acid on my open wounds. “Listen to me, you fucker….” I warned. “Ah ah ah,…..” he tsked. “I don’t think you should be speaking to me like this.” He chuckled again. “Mm....did you know that doughnuts, when covered with chocolate but eaten with vanilla ice cream, are the best snacks to eat? I just learned that fact.” Hr or she bellowed in laughter.