Is Cupid's Chocolate Good Novels & Stories

the butler asks as he places the pitchers on the table. “I am not that familiar with cocktails,” I reply and stare out at the dark pool. “Well… what kind of candies do you like? I can try to recreate it.” I really have to stop and think about it. Lucas didn’t allow me to eat sweets, and I have forgotten what I like. “Uhm… maybe salted caramel, I guess. And Turkish Delight.” Chad nods. “I think I can do something with that.”

That could be to my advantage. “Thank you,” I said, taking a seat on a couch. Walter walked carefully towards the couch on the other side of the table and sat. Soon, Renda and Grace were seated on either side of me with steaming cups of coffee and hot chocolate. I glanced at Renda and smirked. “I didn’t know you had a sweet tooth.” She wrinkled her nose, “I… have a weakness.” “Cocoa Madness is the best hot chocolate on the market,” Walter said, his voice taking on a gentle and warm tone. “Special blend. Most don’t know we do more than sell cannabis blends and eatables.”

The asshole, first time I take him serious, I have to strip "No" He pouts "That's boring" "No one was asking you" Ber says, the spoon already in his hand "There are reasons why no one listens to Coco, Brat" I don't say anything to him, cause he's obviously right, Chocolate is a high maintenance risk, if that's a thing before I drink it. Hot liquid burns in my throat, causing me to cough, hard. Caramel's rubbing my back as I look at Coco. There are tears in my eyes as he says "Ah well, Vanilla isn't good with wine"

I said as I smiled Eliza looked through all the content “there's chocolate candy, cream chocolate, chocolate powder, chocolate chips, chocolate cookies, wow... There's a heart shaped chocolate candy here. Awwn, this is so cute. You'll eat that, just in case there's a love potion in it” she winked at me and I couldn't help but smile. I'm happy “and there are plenty of this chocolate. Well, I'm making hot chocolate for you now with one of this chocolate powder. Be a good girl and don't eat anything before I come”

If I had doubts that he loved me, they were cleared now Chadwick cared for me a great deal even though he didn't say it often enough. His love, affection, and devotion made my stomach flutter. He was a good man and I hoped he would soon realize how amazing he made me feel. A broad smile played on my lips as I indulged in the chocolates from the gift box, eating with relish. They were different flavors ranging from dark chocolate and dark vanilla to dark strawberry and sweetened nuts. All the varieties were unique and wonderful.

he said, helping her place it on the table. [The lady at the store told me it’s the most popular product right now, and since she noticed it was for my craving, she gave me a special chocolate that’s not too sweet.] “Wow, that’s good salesmanship. She gave you good advice,” he said, tasting the chocolate and noticing it wasn’t as sweet as it seemed. [It’s from the café across the park, and I got a discount because the owner’s granddaughter is one of my students.] “That’s great. By the way, you didn’t tell me how your schedule worked out?”

“Come on. Spicy or sweet? Or is it something rich like Caviar?” “It's actually a perfect symphony of peanut butter and chocolate, wrapped up in a cup. The perfect balance of-“ “Do you mean.. Reeses!?” She exclaimed with wide eyes, “The great CEO likes Reeses?” “Hey! What’s not to like!” he tried to keep a straight face and slowly failed, letting a smile creep in, “What’s yours?” “Isn’t in obvious? Flaming Cheetos!” She reached down to scoop an orange leaf, twirling it in her hand.

Something beautiful, subtle, unyielding. After hanging up, I opened a browser tab and typed in the number from memory—Trésor Cacao, her favorite chocolate place. She used to sneak out of dorms to buy their truffles, swearing Madame Eloïse made them with some kind of magic. A woman answered in her soft French-laced tone. “Bonjour, Trésor Cacao.” “It’s Damien von Adler. I’d like to send an order house truffles, please. Champagne ganache and dark cherry.”

Carol pleads, and I just nod still not able to form words yet. I dig through the food items until I find a box of expensive chocolates. I tear them open and put one straight into my mouth, I don’t even stop to check what the flavour it is – I just need the sugar. It’s coffee liqueur and dark chocolate and I know it’s a little early for the small hit of alcohol, but it’s just what I need to bring some sense back.

Smooth with a bit of spice as you swallow it. “This is the best wine I have ever tasted,” I say to Dionysus, who is watching us intently. “I am so glad you like it. The owner of the vineyard sends his regards. This is for later, when you are in a more private setting,” Dionysus places a single wrapped piece of chocolate on the table in front of me, “Compliments of the vineyard owner.” I pick up the golden wrapper and see a little lightning bolt imprinted on the side, “Than-”