Orange Caramel Novels & Stories

Her stomach turning at the thought of the food she used to like. “Did you like it before?” “I did, but now. Even thinking about it-” Annie said, bringing her hand up to her mouth. Her face going pale. “Do you like oranges?” Candy asked, trying to get her mate to think of something else. “My grandmother used to bring me and my brother chocolate covered oranges every Christmas.” “I do. That’s actually been one of my biggest cravings. That and jalapenos.” Candy nodded, a smile on her face as she decided where they would be going. She continued driving until she pulled Dev’s mustang into the parking lot of a Mexican restaurant. “I hope this is okay.” She said as she parked the car.

The inside was silver and steaming. “You're kidding. Is that smoking?” “It's the juice, don't worry. Try it.” Aurora hesitantly brought it to her mouth. A cold liquid ran down her chin before she even took a bite. The taste was... impossible to explain. Sweet like honey, sour like lemon, with a hint of mint. She gasped. “This is good. Like, really good.” Samira smiled, satisfied. “Most fruits here have healing or stimulating properties. Some just nourish, others strengthen. This one, for example, clears the mind. It helps when you're anxious.”

Says another, the redhead is grinning from ear to ear at this point and looks to the last one, who looks a little bashful, “What other flavours do you have?” The woman rattles off a list of various fruits and other syrups that most bars in big cities might not even have, “And I think we might have a little taste of the old country, hang on.” She has finished with the pints, and moved to stroll up and down the bar, looking at the optics and other bottles on the shelves. Finding what she wants, she brings it back to her group. “I found the dragon fruit syrup, so that’s an option if you want.” The unsure dwarf starts nodding aggressively.

she said glaring at Erek and I smiled, at least someone was doing the glaring I wanted to, "But I hope its okay. The cake boxes are also made." "Thank you so much you're a life saver." The simple elegant cake was a ivory colour which will make the caramelised popcorn stand out on its levels, not to mention the inside with its various toffee and caramel layers would be the 'wow' factor. There was also three options of groom and bride top pieces in a box so the couple could choose.

“It’s not already?” “Nope. You’ll know when the Blood Moon actually rises,” Dorian said, nodding toward the sky. “You’ll feel it in your bones.” They made their way through the square, drawn to the colorful chaos. Kai bought everyone these deep red candied fruits that fizzed slightly on the tongue. Elias wrinkled his nose at first, but after the first bite, his eyes widened. “That’s illegal. That should be illegal.” Dorian smirked. “Told you. It’s laced with fae sugar.”

The restroom had two stalls because she intended to have many customers. Troy was a surprising contributor to the success of the shop. He found that he really enjoyed baking and he had continued his tradition of making homemade brownies, cookies and muffins to take down to the shop for the customers. They had stopped referring to him as 'white man' or 'white boy', and had now given him the nickname of 'candy man'. Troy was unsure of which name he disliked more.

"And this one is my favourite. Bourbon." Ozgur poured Bourbon into a glass. "It is made from corn, honey, yinepair, vanilla and wood, also caramel." I held the glass and smelled the aroma. "Like orange." I wanted to drink it, but Ozgur shook his head, then he drank the bourbon in his glass. "Don't want you to get dizzy. Next time you can drink it." Hearing that, I sulked a little, even though I'm getting used to trying various liqours.

It was the only thing that caused him problems. Whenever he started making caramel, he wanted it to be perfect. It was supposed to have a golden color and a glassy consistency. Unfortunately, there was always something else, besides cooking, that at that particular moment, used to occupy his attention. The ending is always the same: caramel has been fraternizing with fire for too long.

He lifts the glass up and signs cheers before drinking a glass of an unfamiliar mixture of liquor. "But I bet, you won't do that. We offered that thing already, and it doesn't even have an interest and a due date, but you still refused," he smirked and turned around. One of the staff went out and handed him two wine glasses. He puts it on top of the table and motioned us to get it. The unknown drink in front of me looks weird. Other liquors are usually in a color of black and brown but this one is an orange with a leaf and a slice of a...what is this? Calamondin? I shot Dylan a weird glance.

Jai asked. Alyssa giggled. “It’s not Pearglet, Brother Jai. It’s Pearlet.” “Ah yes, what Pearlet?” Jai asked, smiling. “Sour Pearlet. You may have heard its sweet counterpart, the Honey Pearlet. But this is not the Honey Pearlet. This is the sour one. Honey Pearlet is more yellow in color while this one is orange in color,” Roger answered for him. “Aah… I see. Thank you for the information,” Jai smiled, despite feeling disappointed that it wasn’t the plant he was looking for.