Orange Caramel Novels & Stories

Marcus's face darkened, feeling somewhat uneasy. Phyllis looked at Mr. Marcus, hesitated for a moment, and calmly said, "Sapote, also known as the fruit of desire. In other words, it's a love fruit that can stir up desires in people. Do you understand?" "Damn, what kind of weird stuff is this?" Mr. Marcus couldn't help but curse. This was too eerie. No wonder there was a sickeningly sweet smell to it.

Carter teased. "It is life changing. Well, during the few minutes we'll eat it" "Don't mix some poisonous concussion" "Why not? That's the joy that comes with picking your own flavors" Carter rolled his eyes in amusement and slipped his hands into his Jean pockets. "Okay!" Paisley chirped and looked up at the employee behind the glassed counter. "Cotton candy, vanilla, banana cream and rum flavor please" "You'll be the death of us" Carter breathed with his jaw dropped and Paisley shot him a wide grin.

He definitely appreciated a good drink. “See anything you like?” His voice was suddenly right behind me, low and warm, breath ghosting across my ear. A shiver raced down my spine. I pointed to the top shelf. “Elijah Craig Small Batch. Not many keep that. Smoky bourbon… kind of like you.” I glanced over my shoulder. “With blood orange.” His brows shot up. “You know your bourbon. So that’s how you smell me? Smoky bourbon and blood orange?” “I know what I like. I’m no expert. But yes—that’s your scent to me. Warm smoke and sharp citrus.”

And they had stretch marks. "This was a mistake. I can't go through with this." "Show me," Caramel said gently. Taking a deep breath, she opened her jacket and let it slip off. It was warmer inside, but she still felt a chill. "This outfit is... different. Where did you get it?" "Oh, I made it." "It's quite colorful." “I like bright colors. Is it too much? Should I have toned it down?” “Hey, it’s different. And different isn’t always bad.”

Wrap up candy was one of Amber's favorite homemade candies,while she grew up it was one of the things she preferred even though it was full with fruit peels and coloring she had loved it. "Sure but I want less orange and more apple skin this time" With those words and a wink Amber headed for her room, sighing as she closed the door behind her,her head feeling heavy,her feet sore. She sat down on the bed and stared at the lamp beside her bed before she laid down facing the ceiling as many different thoughts ran through her mind.

He also threw onions from the dish at me. I even grinned when I saw his eyebrows meet. 'It's my time to annoy him.' ◆◇◆◇◆◇◆◇ "What's other delicious flavor shakes can you make, Ry?" "Hmm, melon and maybe orange," I answered while washing up the dishes. "Isn't orange a little bit bitter?" "Why is that bitter?" I replied while raising my eyebrows, I even managed to turn to look at him. "The peel is bitter, isn't it?"

“He says that he dyed his hair orange once-maybe it’s orange now, I don’t know. But it’s supposed to be the color of the sun when it sets. It’s also the color of autumn leaves before they fall off the trees “. Adonis nearly had the shoe off now. “Can’t hear you!”. Finn half mumbled, his jaw still clenched. Kai shuffles himself a little bit closer leaning in so he could speak directly to his ear. He thought he heard a little noise of approval from the younger boy but he wasn’t sure. “It’s also the color of some types of squash, and pumpkins, apparently. And some parrots are orange, I’ve always wanted a parrot, they seem cool, like you know the ones that can talk?”. He was just rambling now.

she announced with a dramatic flourish. I laughed. "You're still calling it that?" She nodded enthusiastically. "Of course! Espresso to wake you up, caramel to sweeten your day, a dash of cinnamon for that extra kick, and oat milk for the smooth finish. Perfect for number crunchers like you." Moments later, Lila slid the steaming cup across the counter. The aroma was intoxicating, a combination of strong coffee and sweet caramel. "Here you go. On the house," she winked.

Kyra felt her heart start to race at his presence and wished that she could kick herself. "Orange?" he asked when she didn't take it. Flushing a little, Kyra accepted the fruit and slowly started peeling away the rind. Immediately, a delicious smell filled the air, fresh and citrusy. Kyra took a deep breath before popping the first slice into her mouth. The orange was juicy and just the right level of sweetness.

He handed me an oil wrapped cube. “This…” I muttered. “This is caramel candy. I bought it from the Korean convenience store nearby.” I delayed an OH and slowly accepted the caramel cube. The candy is oddly shaped into a cube, which I’ve never seen such before, or probably because I stopped eating candy since I lived with my aunt’s family. After inspecting the candy, I took my time to open the outer wrapping before popping the caramel cube into my mouth. “Mmm-!” I covered my mouth in surprise.