Matchmaker Chocolates Novels & Stories

Due to Maya’s hurry, she did not realize that she walked to the area where Alexander and Adrianna’s table was. Maya winced when she realized this. ‘Just great!’ She then turned around to greet the others with a sweet smile on her face. “Hi! Yes, I am Maya. I was at your party last time,” Maya said with a smile. She just hoped that blondie did not see her with Alexander earlier, else there was no way Maya could continue being a matchmaker for them. Adrianna smiled. “Are you here to eat too? I am here with Alexander,” She happily said before she whispered, “Thank you for the last time. Come join us if you are not alone.”

Madeline's POV "So, which of these options do you prefer?" The pastry chef smiled as she arranged an elaborate selection of sweets on the white marble table of her boutique. The place was one of those expensive Belmonte spots—pale pink walls, crystal chandeliers, and a display case that looked more like a jewelry store than a bakery. "We have gourmet pistachio chocolate truffles, coconut truffles with Brazilian nuts, caramel fudge bites made with artisanal dulce de leche, and mini Belgian chocolate éclairs that have been a huge hit at this season’s events."

Social Medias or watching the news were never her things which made it hard for her to know them and yet, they believed one of them will marry her. After purchasing her favorite iced tea, she returned to the secret garden which she had begged her escorts to wait for there. She passed each one of them a cup of strawberry smoothie, just like how she never failed to drink her iced tea after her classes goes to how she never forgets to get them some smoothies to keep them going for the day. “What do we have here?” Chloe, who Alice had labeled as the spoilt brat approached them. Just like every day, Chloe was wearing a much revealing clothes which is bad as she also she has the intention of marry

The scene was so hilarious that Teddy still found them laughing when she came back with that plastic, she had brought a glass of juice for herself which almost fell because of seeing her family cracking their lungs😂. She gave her mom the plastic and sat down. There was a variety of chocolates, lindor, ferrero rocher, lindt, and Teuscher from Switzerland, with some chilli BBQ lays, sweet chilli, doritos, and drinks. She gave them a packet of chips to share, and gave them 2 sets of chocolates each, Susan and Teddy. Teddy and Susan wanted the lies, they gave each other that look when she gave them the other type?. "Hahahaha! You wanted the lays I can see... Forget! This is mine, so sorry guys,

I took the chocolates out and unwrapped the tissues before offering them to her. “Would you care for some?” “Chocolate,” she gasped. “I love chocolates.” Before she could pick one, she noticed something odd about them. “What’s with these colors? Why are those ones green?” “They’re different flavors.” I pointed my finger at each of them. “These are dark chocolate, and these are salted caramel, and these are green tea.” “Green tea?” Out of curiosity, Marseille took that piece first. Her lips wiggled to her delight upon placing it into her mouth. She gobbled all the green tea-flavored chocolates, enjoying every morsel. “Where can I get those?”

expression. I had originally bought that many chocolates because I figured that she had probably never received such a gift before, especially considering that she had never been gifted flowers before I came along. So, I visited a few of the best chocolatiers in town to personally pick out the sweet morsels according to her taste: dark chocolates either with hazelnut or caramel fillings. Let's just say Nutella was naturally also one of her past time favorites.

“I also do not want to show up with something that feels thoughtless.” “Okay,” he said, sitting down next to me like a brother, not an assistant. “Let’s plan it right. One main gift. Two small ones. And a card. From you. In your handwriting.” “A card,” I repeated. “Yes. A card.” “For chocolate,” he went on, “get the box with variety but no weird fillings. Keep nuts separate. Kids her age can be picky. Get simple flavors. Caramel is always a hit.” He took my phone and typed a brand he knew. He showed me a medium box that looked elegant but not showy. I added it to the cart.

How was that a bad thing? Merida blew out a breath and rolled her chair around the desk until they were facing each other. She patted his knee. "There's nothing wrong with being the nice guy. You just don't look like one. The packaging doesn't match the inside, and the kind of girls you attract, well, they aren't looking for the same thing you are." Jamie tore the corner off the wrapper and broke off a piece of the candy. There wasn't anything wrong with chocolate. Why would someone throw chocolate away?

Jason says something in Spanish and shakes his head at me like I'm the crazy one. "Yes, chocolates are an excellent gift WHEN you are dating the other person! You don't make homemade chocolate for just a friend unless baking is your hobby, which it's not!" I lift my nose into the air, determined to ignore my best friend's unreasonable opinions. "I'm sure friends can enjoy homemade chocolates too." "No, Michelle is going to get the wrong idea, but sure..." Jason sighs heavily at me. "Give her the chocolates and see what happens." "You know what?!" I snap at him. "I will! And Michelle is going to love these chocolates!"

"I see. And what about for you? Aren't you buying any chocolates for yourself?" "Hmm."I glance at the selection again. "I don't really know what I want to get." "Well, what are you looking for?" "Something sweet but not too sweet. Something delicate... and unique." "Let me help," Shawn offers. He points to one of the round pieces of chocolate that has gold dust sprinkled on top. The saleslady hands it to him and he hands it to me. "I think you'll like this one." I stare at the piece of chocolate. Aside from the gold dust, it seems perfectly ordinary.