Is Cupid's Chocolate Good Novels & Stories

Nagnginginig ang kamay na binuksan ko nag sobre’t tumambad sa akin ang napaka eleganteng sulat kamay ng prinsipe. Genessia, Strawberry is not the best flavor of chocolate. It's dark and truffle. You can suffer OAS from eating those stupid strawberries or worst, hives. DON'T EAT THOSE. P.S. Don't you ever dare send this back to me. You won’t like it. Don't test me. - Kamahalan

Welcome, esteemed guest, to Chocolate Kiss! Enter, be transported to our rustic haven, Where you can relax and have some quiet meditation. Our service is best, forget about the rest. Have a sweet tooth? Not a problem! Our cafe’s cakes will satisfy your cravings. Freshly brewed coffee, scrumptious bread baked daily, Come, take a break, no need to hesitate! If you happen to have lost something that’s yours, Come through our doors. The fox will grant you what you’ve been searching

“This is where magic really happens.” “What magic?” I took one of the dark balls and stared at it, watching it as one of them slowly melted on my hand. “Did you use enchantments and potions at them? Are they lethal? I won’t die if one of this melted on my hands, would I?” He bit his lip and smiled, “Some of the special orders, yes, but most of it, no. The one you are holding is one of our altered chocolates. You can eat it, it’s edible and doesn’t contain poison – let me assure you.” I dubiously look at the ball, watching him as he puts two of them inside his mouth, smacking his lips, “Hmm.”

Javier is excited when he pulls his own plate of cupcake, "Their chocolate cupcakes are to die for." I hum and tilt your head. "As a chocolate snob, I'll be the judge of that." Javier smirks as he grabs the cupcake by its wrapper and takes a bite. He raised his brows in expectation as he chews. I take a bite and unintentionally moan and nod, "Oh you are so right! It's so soft and moist and ugh! I love it." Javier is fully cocky now. He takes a big bite of his own cupcake and unknowingly puts some icing on the tip of his nose.

“I looked forward to getting chocolates from you. It felt nice to have a friend in the midst of those over pampered and spoilt wealthy bullies.” Ryan sat on the bench, elbows on knees, looking out at the garden. “Some people hated me for being nice to you,” he said. “But I didn’t see anything wrong in showing kindness to a kind person.” Tiana broke off another piece, offered it to him. He took it, their fingers brushing briefly. “I miss those chocolates,” she said, devouring the bar with small, greedy bites. “But these are really good.” Ryan shot her a surprised look. “You haven’t tasted the Sweet Alchemy chocolate?”

Tasty! Yummy! Excellent bites! To him, he could actually buy me with just a cheap chocolate! Is chocolate really what I can't afford right now?

At his outstretched hand and his ridiculous expression and the complete sincerity of someone who genuinely believes he is doing me a favour. “Fine,” I say. His face lights up immediately. “Open.” “I can feed myself—” “It’s a whole experience, I told you. Open.” I open my mouth and he tilts the cone carefully, and the chocolate hits my tongue and I hate that it’s good. I hate that it is genuinely, immediately good. “Well?” he says. “It’s not bad.” “Not bad.” He looks delighted. “Not bad she says. After a lifetime of vanilla, she stands here in the street and tells me chocolate is not bad.”

Instead he waits eagerly for me to try it. I do. It's delicious. I don't even like sweets like that, but I could eat this all day! "Oh my God, this is amazing!" and I smile. I feel it inside. Happy. "Really? I was worried I messed up the recipe," He grins goofily. "Figi doesn't have to most extensive supermarkets in this area." I take another huge bite. "It's perfect!" "You're perfect," He kisses my forehead, standing. "Y'know what pairs well with Tiramisu? Champagne. So I got some. It's a little cheap, but we can enjoy it."

Inside, rows of exquisitely shaped chocolates lay nestled in gold foil, each piece unique, releasing a rich cocoa aroma. Recognizing the brand, Susan looked surprised. "They're Pierre Marcolini limited-edition truffles. They're very hard to reserve." Cecilia's brow immediately furrowed. Who would send her this? After the chaos earlier that day, one name surfaced almost instantly in her mind--Meredith. "I don't like sweets," she said coolly, turning her gaze away. "You can share them among yourselves." Susan looked surprised, but at the sight of the expensive chocolates, she smiled and thanked her. "Thank you."