Vanilla Novels & Stories

she asked giddily. Violet held back the urge to burp. That was incredibly satisfying. “I love it Emily! Although I've made many fruit juices, there's something about this one that makes me instantly feel refreshed. It tastes like heaven— I have nothing to compare it with, Emily. It's that good! What's the secret ingredient?” Emily squealed, her long black hair flying up and down as she jumped in excitement. “I knew you'd like it. As for the ingredient, I won't tell you. It's a secret.”

He turned his half eaten cone to me. “Vanilla, ew,” I pushed his hand away making him chuckle. “I know you think it's plain but something about vanilla resonates with my soul. Or maybe I like it because it's the only flavor I know. Can you blame me? There are so fucking many to choose from, it's dizzying.” “There's that word again.” “Are you not comfortable with it? Cos I could try and stop swearing.” “No I'm good, I just . . .” I stopped as an idea started to form in my head. “I have a fun little challenge for you.”

She answered. “Mmm... Hmm..” Then, why was it grey? And where the fûck was strawberries and almonds? “And yes, I added a few raisins.” Of course. I waited, because I knew more was coming. “Oh, yes, I found the vanilla extract in the cabinet with strawberry essence and there was butterscotch too, but I thought butterscotch won’t go well with it so I just added a little bit of vanilla powder.” Of course, she did. And while she talked, I looked around the counter and found the vanilla powder she was talking about. It was baking soda. I closed my eyes in resignation as I asked, “How much

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"What can I get you today?" She hesitated for a moment before speaking up. "Um, can you help me decide? I want something delicious!" The server chuckled. "Of course! Let's start with the basics. Do you prefer chocolate or vanilla?" She thought for a moment, tapping her chin with her tiny finger. "Hmm, I like chocolate, but vanilla is yummy too." The server nodded, "How about we combine the best of both worlds? A delicious mix of chocolate and creamy vanilla. Would you like to try that?"

He urged us. Min Jun stretched his hand and picked up a cupcake. "What flavor?" he asked. "Chocolate," The man said. "Nice," Min Jun said and took a bite, it looked so creamy and soft and I wanted a taste too, I stretched my hand and picked up a cupcake. "vanilla," he said. I bit into it and met vanilla fillings in the middle, "This is perfect," I said with my mouth full of food.

Cara added. "Why does he though?" Violet asked, throwing another bar into her mouth. "I don't know, haven't really asked him." I shrugged. "According to this Dictionary on my iPhone, Vanilla equals Plain. Yo Plain Vanilla?" Danielle laughed. I couldn't help but join in. "I'm definitely not plain." "Whose office is this?" Cara asked as we stood in front of a locked room. "I don't know. Haven't been here." I said quietly. "You got the key?" Violet asked.

he again got up from bed and went into the kitchen when he opened the refrigerator he found vanilla ice cream was not there. He gets panicked after thinking for a while he again went into his room Athena looks at Adrian and saw ice cream in his hands her face brighten up seen bowl in his hands He came forward and give ice cream bowl to Athena , her face fell down when she saw chocolate ice cream in the bowl she hits Adrian on his chest and says "This is not vanilla ice cream " sorry baby vanilla flavour

They stop at an ice cream parlor when an old man serves them ice cream. "I'm plain as vanilla, sir." Says Cassandra as she wanted to pay for her own. But Zayn completely rejects her and offers the man a sum for both their ice creams. He looks down at her and says his order, "And a flamboyant cheesecake cookie cream for me, please." The girl almost laughs at his description of the flavor. Indeed, it looked just as though their flavors represented them well. Vanilla scented, warm and cozy like a freshly printed book. Or rather even an old one which was comforting. That was Cassandra's personality.

He holds up his hands. “So, you like plain then?” “No, I have it in for when I am experimenting. Not used this one. I have things to go with it, but it would be chocolate, and I didn’t want to come across as that choci-obsessed guy. I don’t do plain in so many ways.” “Vanilla is fine for tonight.” She grabs out the bowls and sits the silence swarms around the room as they eat it, the coldness running down her throat. It is good to have a change. Sometimes plain can be good.

“That is blasphemy, I presume?” “It is!” She mixes what’s in the bowl with gentle, graceful movements. “What’s there to hate about vanilla? It is peaceful and delicious and smells good.” “It is also boring.” Her head shoots up and her chin trembles the slightest bit. When she speaks, her voice sounds clogged like when someone is about to cry. “You think vanilla is boring?” “Sometimes.” “But why? There are a lot of things you can add vanilla to, like shampoos and shower gels and essential oils and…and… all the cakes and milkshakes and ice cream.”