Pure Vanilla X Dark Cacao Novels & Stories

she smirked, feeling a spark of determination. She quickly approached the panel and, in a flash of confidence, placed her order. "I would like a large drink with 204 pumps of cinnamon syrup, 52 pumps of hazelnut, 23 pumps of classic syrup, 69 pumps of sugar-free caramel syrup, 15 pumps of sugar-free vanilla, 40 pumps of vanilla, 38 pumps of caramel syrup, 75 pumps of almond syrup, 88 pumps of sugar-free hazelnut syrup, and 1 pump of peppermint syrup. Please and thank you!"

I watch him as he proceeds to try the other two. “I’m not a fan of the espresso cake but the other two are to die for,” he said. “I think you should also consider presentation since you can’t decide between taste.” “These are the two cakes you are deciding between,” Kristina starts, “The tier can be changed but the vanilla cake with mixed berry comes with light pink roses made of cream, and the chocolate chip cake with vanilla and chocolate cream has a modern linear ruffles finish.” “Do you like one more than the other?” I ask Ethan.

“Black chocolate Oreo mix milk with butter creps topping, is a menu that is often ordered by our customers.” “Is that true? Sounds delicious.” The Omega propped her elbows on the table, and looked at the Alpha in front of her with an interested expression. “The combination of melted dark chocolate with chunks of Oreos is so delicious. Mixed with pure sweetened condensed milk makes this drink has the right sweet taste. When you eat it with creps, you will feel crunchy and savory from the butter, the chocolate melts, and the sweetness comes from the milk,” said Addy. “Okay. I ordered that one.” The Omega waddled in agreement, and deliberately touched Addy's finger that was leading the menu boo

Come, I want to show you something. He led her there, sat her down, and smiled. — Open your candy drawer. Kate looked at him and obeyed. It was full of chocolates and truffles. Her eyes widened with a smile. — What’s this? — That’s for you. You wanted chocolate, and there it is. But it’s a special kind—high cocoa percentage. It won’t spike your blood pressure. In fact, it’ll help keep it stable. Kate hugged him and covered his face with kisses.

She asked, pulling out a hundred bucks from her purse. "Banana cream and a little chocolate at the top...it shouldn't be too creamy though." "You're not buying a tea, what sort of combination is that?" She huffed and he shrugged. "That's how I take my cream." Ashley sighed, getting down the car and walking to the shop. It was a guy and he looked young...maybe nineteen or twenty. Smiling at him, she passed the note and ordered. "A medium-sized cup of Vanilla and Coffee mixed and a Banana Cream with a little chocolate on top, it Should not be too creamy." She said and the guy frowned.

“Vanilla sponge with strawberry and mascarpone filling.” He shook his head. “No.” I looked at him. “What's wrong with that?” “Nothing. I just don't want the entire cake to be that.” “Why?” “Because I want chocolate.” I sighed. “Of course you do.” “Chocolate is a classic.” “So is vanilla.” “Vanilla is safe.” “Chocolate is predictable.” “That's rich coming from someone who just chose vanilla.” I glared at him. He smiled. I turned to the planner. “What other combinations do you have?”

Erica widened her eyes and followed Dulcie. “You ate it yourself? Are there no side effects? Or are all the members of the Rivas family immune to poison?” Dulcie paused and wordlessly stared at her. “Have you watched too many TV dramas? Immune to poison, my foot.” Erica parroted Dulcie’s line, “‘The things shown on TV can also come from real life’!” Dulcie was amused again. She handed the small bottle to Erica and said kindly, “This pill has another name: Chocolate Beans! It can lower your blood sugar. Want one?”

he commented, causing me to grin. He set to work, his hands moving with practiced grace. He selected vials one by one — neroli for brightness, ylang-ylang for creamy floral sweetness, a drop of Madagascar vanilla absolute, a whisper of pink peppercorn for warmth, and finally a base of creamy sandalwood and soft musk to make it linger on the skin like a secret. Watching him work so diligently on something felt different… and hotter. Just his side profile made me want to hold him.

While it was getting ready, we walked over to the cold-stone section. “Oh my, so many flavors to choose from. What’s your favorite?” Precious asked, turning her gaze to me while I shrugged. “I don’t really have the time to come out here but I’ll go with the plain vanilla” she scrunched her nose and sighed. “As expected, Mr. Billionaire. Let’s add some life to your plainness, shall we? We’ll have one scoop of sweet vanilla and double chocolate in a love-it size cup, with uhm, waffles, gummy bears, sprinkles, and m&m toppings, please.” She ordered while I stared at her in surprise.

I can't wait any longer to taste him. Glorious! Sweet! Heavenly! He is a mixture of vanilla and chocolate, with a topping of cream. I wanted to demonstrate to him how skilled I am at kissing, but we only manage one fucking lengthy kiss before he abruptly pulls away. Like, what the freaking fuck? I mean, excuse me!