Licorice X Red Velvet Novels & Stories

The light danced off each surface with tantalizing brilliance. “The blue liquor,” he continued, “is a sort of sweet mulled wine out of the Hegemony. I don’t know what’s in it, exactly. It’s supposed to be a secret. Also pretty damned expensive.” He grabbed the bottle of the lavender liquor, and poured himself a shot. His cheeks reddened slightly as the drink’s intoxicants swept through him. “This is the real secret ingredient,” he said. “The lavender stuff is my own concoction. I made it specifically to complement the other two. Without it, they’re great drinks, but hardly life-changing. In my opinion, how I mixed them is the only way to enjoy this drink.”

Casor was close on his tail, fury painting his face. "What are you doing Ez? You know the rules, your being foolish!" "I'm just changing locations Cas, relax." Violet was actually excited to play with Brandon, she was still half in shock that he had actually approached her requesting her company and even more so he actually knew her name, that meant that he had previously been aware of her at some point in time. She was even more thrilled because she happened to be quite good at beer pong, her high school party days had pretty much revolved around the sport, it was just that a popular sport played by one and all. Any opportunity to show off in front of Brandon was welcome. She only breif

I still find her love for the buttery and salty popcorn with the sweetness of the chocolate and hazelnut weird. I get the idea of sweet and salty. This was never a combination I thought paired well until now. Something about the mix with Delilah’s scent had me growling, wanting more. Then again, that’s probably less about the popcorn and hazelnut M&M flavor and more about Delilah and what the mate bond does to a person.

His glance conveyed all his frustration, saying, ‘You young people and your newfangled tools! But then a smile appeared on his face and he mumbled, “At least, the cake is good.” Milli laughed as he took another huge forkful, eyes shining his pleasure at the flavor. “It’s called black velvet, a buttermilk cake flavored with dark cocoa powder and espresso. It is my friend’s birthday today and this was his favorite. I left one for him in another friend’s freezer as a surprise.” “You’re a very good person, young lady,” Ben said softly. “And an excellent baker.”

"We have classic chocolate, chocolate with cherry filling, vanilla with cream, Sicilian lemon, red velvet…" I looked at Nick. He looked at me. We both seemed a little overwhelmed by all the options. "Let's just… try a few," I suggested, picking up one of the chocolate squares. The flavor exploded on my tongue. Moist, rich, perfectly balanced between sweet and bitter. "This one is incredible," I murmured, licking a crumb from the corner of my mouth. Nick tried the same one, and I watched his eyes close briefly in appreciation. "It really is," he agreed.

“What flavor is it?” “Red velvet and vanilla.” He replied and I gaped at him in shock. “How the hell did you know those are my favorite flavors?” I asked in excitement and he chuckled in satisfaction, his face smug with pride. “I'm glad I guessed it right.” He muttered, and even though I knew he might not have actually guessed it, I was still so excited. “I'll get the knife.” I said excitedly but he stopped me and went to get the knife on his own. I tasted the cake on my fingers and the way it melted on my tongue almost made me moan in satisfaction.

“Let me finish up the candy bar salad and then I’ll give you the full tour.” “Candy bar salad?” Dante wrinkled up his nose and really, who could blame him. It sounded like a bunch of lettuce mixed with veggies and chocolate. Nothing about that sounded good. “It’s amazing.” I returned to the counter where I’d been cutting up fruit. “See, it’s apples and candy bars and pudding mix, and whipped topping.” “Is that the same as the kind in the can? Because I like that stuff.” Alicia picked up the tub of whipped topping.

"You know what I like. But, okay. I will take the cake. The red velvet. I want two. One for you and one for me to enjoy while waiting for you working at the cafe there." "What?" "And I don't take a no. It's a customer order."

Emma's POV Tuesday I tell Celeste, not about the wedding. About the tart variation first because that's what she asked for and Celeste operates on the principle that professional things come before personal ones in professional spaces. I present both concepts. The lavender honey and the blood orange version. She tastes the lavender from Sunday's test and goes quiet in the focused way that means she's actually evaluating. "The base shatters," she says. "Yes." "The lavender is restrained." "Twelve minutes exactly."

Lily shouted. I picked up one bowl and a spoon, digging into the scrunchy cream. The first thing I picked up was apples and then, a little hint of alcohol. The combo was creamy, crunchy, and had a lot of flavors, apple being the strongest. Larissa definitely certainly helped with this. Not bad, not bad at all. "It's—"