Willy Wonka Chocolate Bars Novels & Stories

I grab three cans of Pringles - two original flavours and one pizza flavour – as an afterthought before we walk further down the aisle to look at chocolate bars. "What’s your favourite chocolate?" I ask, grabbing a bunch of Smarties and Kit Kats. "I like the dairy milk ones." He answers, his face focusing on Julia as he takes pictures of her with her stuffed wolf. I nod, grabbing the milk chocolate and cookies and cream before turning to him with a coy smile. "Maybe we can see what flavours chocolate enhances," I whisper coyly. His eyes slowly darken with my word while his arm snakes around my waist, pulling me closer to his solid body.

I frowned as I looked at it, whatever it was, was wrapped in a shiny silver foil, and practically forced my curiosity to rise. "Enjoy." He whispered as he looked at the door then back at me with a chuckle. My face was that of nothing but confusion as I hesitantly grabbed the firm substance. I peeled the foil back and gasped at the sight of the brown snack in my hand. "Oh my god! Is that chocolate?!" I whispered in both bewilderment and excitement. I hadn't had any form of chocolate since I was 12, I'd seen the wolves eat it all the time, but having it physically in my hand, and being able to smell it's sweet enticing scent made me salivate more than the glass of cola did.

Immediately a clap of thunder made the room shudder. This was where I knew it would get interesting, I wasn't surprised by the name Hawkins called on, Dante Melendez was your typical—tall-fine—looking young billionaire who was probably in his 30s, and was also among the people of timber and caliber who donated to the Havard University, apparently it wasn't only Havard but other prestigious universities and high schools also.

The sensation was something new, something that associated her to himself so lazily, something they found would take a long time to get used to. "Well..." Jasper pulled open the door to the fridge, his eyes scanning the contents. "-We could have chicken salad or grilled sandwiches..." He then bent over, propping the fridge door against his shoulder before he pulled open the freezer door and began to scan the contents much like he had the fridge. He then reached for the lower drawer, gently digging through what sat inside, the girl lazily sitting up behind him, an elbow against the counter's surface and her chin filling the bank in the palm of her hand. "... Pizza, Empanadas-"

On our way home, we stopped at a shop brimming with vibrant candies, chocolate bars, and treats in various shapes and sizes. Chloe's eyes widened in delight; candy was undoubtedly her weakness. She peered through the glass, contemplating her choices. Bruce stood beside me, arms crossed, both of us observing Chloe with shared amusement.

I just wanted this exchange to end, for him to hand her a polite word and be on his way. “And you know what,” he continued, his eyes brightening with an almost boyish energy, “I have something for you.” I blinked. Something for her? He turned toward his car and opened the back seat, bending slightly as he reached inside. He returned a moment later, holding something that made my jaw slacken in disbelief. A chocolate bar. No, not just a chocolate bar, the largest chocolate bar I had ever seen in my life. It was comically oversized, the kind of thing you’d expect to find in some exaggerated advertisement rather than in someone’s hands.

She says, gaping at Maggie. I chuckle as I reach into the fridge that somehow is magically stocked with food. I grab the three of us a bottle of water and walk over to the chocolate bar. The paper crinkles as I lift it up to my nose, giving it a sniff. The rich cocoa beans and sweetness emanate from the gold foil, revealing a hint of earthy smell. It's rough texture clues me into the nuts that have been folded into the sweet morsel. Suddenly I want a bite of this bar too. “That’s a fancy chocolate bar,” I say, putting it back down.

We walk into the gas station and Kayla says, "Pick your poison. I'm buying, birthday girl". I think pure chocolate is the best thing for me, so I grab a king size chocolate bar nothing else in it... just straight chocolate. Kayla looks at it and says, "You got it. I just hope you don't make yourself sick before the fun tonight." I shake my head as I wait for her to pay for it and say, "Not going to happen. I plan on trying to make this last all day". She laughs and we go to school.

I hadn't eaten since the transport. I reached into the hidden pocket of my bag. Pulled out a small, gold-wrapped square. Chocolate. Real, Apex-grade chocolate I had swiped from the refreshment table at the Gala while Cassius was staring at the chess board. It was worth more than a month's rent in the Warrens. I unwrapped the foil carefully. The sound was deafening in the silence. Crinkle. A shadow fell across the doorway. I didn't jump. I just shifted my grip on the foil. My other hand drifted to my belt.

He said and she smiled cheekly going behind the bar and looking at the ceiling wall decorated with variety of chocolates. "There are my favorites also." She asked looking around and reading the packaging to find a nice one. "If they have all this then I'm sure they have that one too...." She muttered excited finding that one chocolate that ended the game of her throat but 'She is Myra and Chocolates are her favourite'. "Wait-" She shouted suddenly seeing a similar package which alarmed him and he clearly shook his head as a big and visible no but it was too late. She caught hold of that chocolate and skipped away from him but he wasn't giving up this easily.