Poem Chocolate Novels & Stories

You can have chocolate on top of your workbench/desk during working hours without upsetting your co-workers. 11. You can ask a stranger for chocolate without getting your face slapped. 12. You don't get hairs in your mouth with chocolate. 13. With chocolate, there's no need to fake it. 14. Chocolate doesn't make you pregnant. 15. You can have chocolate any time of the month. 16. Good chocolate is easy to find. 17. You can have as many chocolates as you can handle. 18. You can never be too young or too old for chocolate. 19. When you have chocolate, it doesn't keep the neighbors awake.

I asked her, sitting up slightly as I gave her a questioning look. She gestured beside me and I turned to look, finding a tray filled with chocolates and sweets, "oh, my!" chocolate was a rare delicacy and the fact that I had a whole tray of them put a smile on my face, "chocolate!" I excitedly said as I reached for the tray so that I could indulge. I eagerly unwrapped the delicacy and popped the first chocolate in my mouth, moaning at the taste of the chocolate mixed with nuts and melted chocolate. It suddenly felt as though my life made sense- with just that lone piece of chocolate.

I resume chewing. On the eighth bar of chocolate, when the bitterness is all I can feel and my tongue is raw, I bury my head in my palms and burst into tears. The current song hits home, why does love have to hurt so much? Because love is stupid, an old myth. I giggle, a low pathetic sound, pick the half-eaten bar and chomp it. The empty wraps under my feet scrunch when I move, I wonder how many I need to eat for it to be considered unhealthy.

"Is he courting you or what?" "I don't really know about his intentions on me." She was about to bite the chocolate when I stopped her. " Why?" she asked disappointedly. " I think you shouldn't leisurely eat those. We don't know where it from. Maybe it's poisonous." I stated. "It hasn't been opened yet so how can they put poison on it?" she asked, furrowing her eyebrows. "I don't know. People got some lots of techniques to harm people nowadays. It's not impossible."

"Are you back yet? I made your favorite dessert." "I climbed up the snowy mountain and found the herbs that'll keep the silver poisoning at bay for you." He read them one by one. His expression remained icy, but tears started to fall uncontrollably. Carl had always been cold with me. All these years, I'd faced every danger alone and never once asked for anything in return. Back then, he'd been smug. He was convinced he'd won me over with a few sweet words and some cheap gifts, thinking I was just another naive, trusting she-wolf.

Took my time. "Yeah. You can't hide anything from me." Something in my voice landed wrong. Her heart clearly skipped. She forced a smile. "I added more sugar this time. It should be sweeter. Try it." I didn't answer. Just stared at the cake in her hand. Maybe too much time had passed. The chocolate was already melting. Just like whatever we used to call love—messy, wrecked, beyond saving. "I'm not really hungry. Let's put it in the fridge."

"The chocolate thing was less successful." "What happened?" "I don't know. It looked right and then it didn't." "Temperature," I said. "Chocolate is very particular about temperature." "I gathered that when it seized," he said. "What did you do?" "Served it as a sauce," he said. "Called it intentional." "Was she convinced?" "She was on her third glass of wine so yes." I laughed. He looked at the chalkboard. "The cardamom tart," he said. "Front case, center position," I said.

“This is where magic really happens.” “What magic?” I took one of the dark balls and stared at it, watching it as one of them slowly melted on my hand. “Did you use enchantments and potions at them? Are they lethal? I won’t die if one of this melted on my hands, would I?” He bit his lip and smiled, “Some of the special orders, yes, but most of it, no. The one you are holding is one of our altered chocolates. You can eat it, it’s edible and doesn’t contain poison – let me assure you.” I dubiously look at the ball, watching him as he puts two of them inside his mouth, smacking his lips, “Hmm.”

he said smiling at me "We can just take it slow" ••••••••••The END•••••••••••• Thank you guys soo much for reading my book it means soo much to me. THERE IS A SEQUEL FOR SWEET CHOCOLATE!!! IT WILL BE COMING SOON PLEASE BE ON THE LOOK OUT FOR IT

Unable to resist, I walked towards it. The anticipation built up as I opened the box, revealing a treasure trove of caramel cubes, each delicately wrapped in golden paper. The sight made my mouth water, and my craving for caramel took hold. It was a weakness of mine—I simply couldn't resist the allure of caramel. Looking at his bitter personality, it was hard to imagine that he could also have a liking for chocolate. But my thoughts quickly surrendered to the captivating allure of the shining caramel cubes, glistening under the warm glow of the light. They seemed to invite me to indulge in their sweet embrace.