Pure Vanilla X Dark Cacao Novels & Stories

Dominic POV There are six cakes on the table. Six. Three tiers each. Decorative piping. Edible gold leaf. One of them has hand-painted sugar roses that probably required a degree in architecture. My mother looks pleased. The pastry chef looks terrified. Ellie looks like she would rather be audited by the Council. “Vanilla bean with lavender cream,” the chef says, slicing a piece carefully. “A very popular choice for Alpha unions.” Ellie does not even look at it.

"My treat. I owe you a coffee at the least." "Sounds good," he replies, with the kind of smile that suggests that ice cream is just an excuse for hanging around a while longer. And as he smiles, his face transforms. He becomes an attractive man. At the bar, I juggle change in my pocket. "What are you having?" "Er, not sure. What have they got?" "They do a bitter chocolate and sour cherry that's to die for." "Oh, that's a bit powerful for me." He sniffs. "I'll have the vanilla." Of course you will... You're a good man, but I think you'll always choose the vanilla...

I asked, coming to stand before where she was looking into the bowl as the the moon was the only light in the room, casting the windowpane reflection across the room as it painted out our Shadow. “Chocolate and Vanilla.” I said it like the options were really out of place and I might just as well settle with anything. She tilted the bowl to me as I had a few scoops from her bowl. I enjoyed every bit of it— For that moment I admitted the vanilla tasted better. My phone buzzed. I turned the phone to her side and showed who was calling…

“She’s amazingly indecisive about things like that.” Lucas held out one of the violet creams and Flynn accepted it with a curious gaze. Lucas was sure he would immediately recognise it from their planning sessions. They had definitely gone through a lot of chocolates together. “Violet cream? I’ve been thinking about adding this to some of the chocolate boxes we sell for the Christmas season,” Flynn said. “They are surprisingly pleasant to eat. I was expecting something bitter when I first tried them.” “My violet creams will be better than anything mass produced,” Lucas said pompously.

He asked. “Yes and no…I received a letter…Marley…my mate is Pure like me. She has an affinity to rain…to storms.” I told him. There was a long pause. “Wow man that’s unheard of…two Pure mated together…I haven’t heard of that in the history of anything. You’re fire is chaos, storms are chaos. With the fire and water you balance each other out but in the wrong hands…you guys could destroy so much…” “I figured as much….”I sighed.