Reading Candy Novels & Stories

she says giving me some kitten eyes, I could cook for her in our apartment, but I was out of groceries since we're going off soon, and I didn't want to buy many things. "Let me see," I say looking at the options, thankfully they have pancakes most days, and I got her one plate, she picked a red apple, I got her that one, I rolled my eyes at her, all the younger vampires love anything that's red, and I mean anything, jam, juice, apples, food, as long as it's red, she'd be happy to have it.

There were a variety of tasty candies in their expensive looking wrappers. "How can I take out this candy, Madame Ais?" Maru asked the system. He indicated a candy in the form of an angel. Its name was Fairy Yumyums. He particularly liked this one because the angel was so pretty like his sister, Uwyn. Of course, that may have been an exaggeration and some people might think otherwise. But in Maru's eyes, his mother and sister were the prettiest amongst all women. "You need to use 1 world energy for any item inside the food fabricator, Maru." Madame Ais replied.

"He's super brilliant. He finished all his homework and assignments today." "So he didn't cry for candy?" "No mommy I didn't." Kris answered smartly. "Well I got you candies!" I took out the candies from my bag and handed it over to him. "Is it vanilla?" He asked me, unwrapping the sweets. "Yes baby. It's vanilla." "Why are there only three?" He furrowed his brows at me. "Because too much of candy is bad for your teeth. Now go play with your toys while I go take my bath. I'll join you later."

The email read; “Dear student, Evans Hart, due to your excellence in your studies, we the school council wouldn’t want your talent to go to waste because of your personal life, so we have decided to give you a rare opportunity to get your certificate. The opportunity will have you leave the country and go to Canada to intern under a doctor in a famous hospital. There, you’ll gain experience and also the opportunity to get your degree. Please, inform us if you’re interested so we can discuss and also arrange things with immediate effect. Sent by Professor Charles."

The entire kitchen smells like warm apple pie, and I lick my lips, seeing the vanilla sauce dripping from it. I immediately dig in, stopping to lift a questioning brow at Daria when I notice she isn't eating. "I'm not much for apples and cinnamon these days. I can no longer enjoy the sugary flavor of sweets that I once found addicting," Daria explains to me in a quiet voice. "The chemotherapy seems to have changed my taste buds, which sucks." I give her a pained smile. "I'm so sorry to hear that." "Yeah, it's sad, but at least there is more pie for you."

“Let me finish up the candy bar salad and then I’ll give you the full tour.” “Candy bar salad?” Dante wrinkled up his nose and really, who could blame him. It sounded like a bunch of lettuce mixed with veggies and chocolate. Nothing about that sounded good. “It’s amazing.” I returned to the counter where I’d been cutting up fruit. “See, it’s apples and candy bars and pudding mix, and whipped topping.” “Is that the same as the kind in the can? Because I like that stuff.” Alicia picked up the tub of whipped topping.

Without another word, Emily walked away. Ace shut his laptop with a snap and scrambled after Emily. Once he at at the conference table, he cocked his head. “What’s wrong? You look like shit.” “I’m fine,” Emily practically snarled at him. “What do you have to tell me?” What Ace wanted to tell her was to chill the fuck out, but he held off, knowing Emily would shove the words down his throat. Instead, he opened his laptop. “The candy company account is being marketed strictly to children, but are you aware they have a retro line, as well as a no-sugar, low-sugar line made with natural sweeteners?”

But, just when she was about to say it, she then saw Cordelia handing her a sour lemon candy. "Stella, does your mouth feel uncomfortable? Try putting the candy in your mouth. See if you'll feel better. If you don't like this flavor, we have sour lime candy and sour tangerine candy too. Which flavor do you want?" Baldwin, who was sitting in front, said, "Ms. Cordelia, Ms. Stella isn't pregnant. Sour candies won't help. There's a box of mint candy in front. Remove the candy wrapper and give one to her. Maybe she'll feel better."

"Don't tell your Auntie Addison." It is wrong to keep secrets from people, but Mama and Uncle are keeping secrets from me too. So I nod. I'm excited to try my first soda. It's a really bright color. My nannies don't let me drink or eat anything with artificial flavors or colors. I bet they taste yummy. "Hey Livy," Jessica holds out a candybar. "How about a sweet treat before dinner?" The candybar is HUGE, bigger than my hand, maybe even bigger than my head. But we always have sweets AFTER dinner. Mama likes me to fill my stomach with the healthy food first. "Its against the rules," I mumble. "I don't want to break the rules."

They appeared to be candy but were actually beef jerky. Angela often rewarded obedient children with these treats, but she had a soft spot for her foolish student, Lora. Even when Lora made mistakes, Angela secretly shared the candies with her. Only a silly teacher could produce equally stupid students. Lola left her favorite white bean and vegetable soup untouched; she eyed Caesar warily, "You can't take my candy; my teacher gave it to me." Caesar pinched a beef candy, looking downcastly at Lola, "I heard Angela made these herself."