Wonka Candy Novels & Stories

Everything looked just how she had remembered it. "I knew about this place in theory..." Luke said. "But to see it...is something else." A bunch of glistening butterflies circled around his head before flying off to the next person in the marketplace. "Would you like to try our candy, sir?" a man said coming to stand in front of Luke. He held multicolored cotton candy in his hands. "It will melt in your mouth and I promise you will taste a different flavor each time you eat it." Luke looked at the candy with sparkly eyes and was about to buy it when Willow pulled him away.

It is a small space with shelf-covered walls. There are glass bowls on the shelves, each one of them containing different colors of sweets. Lemon-shaped yellow candies, caramel-flavored sticks, colorful lollipops, red and white sugar canes...Candace enjoys the view and looks at them with enthusiasm. This is a delightful opportunity to act like a little girl who needs her daddy to take care of her. "Ah, sir! They look incredible." She bites her bottom lip and turns around to face the man who watches her intensely. "May I try one of them?"

"Yeah that's cause she's being controlled by Chynna and her brain is confused" "Right their like little puppies" she said laughing "ooh lets go in here" As we walked into Red Bubbly, a store that sold almost everything dealing with summer from bathing suits to pools, I got another text from the mystery person Unknown: meet me at the park in 20 minutes I showed the message to Roxy "this is so weird" "Yeah but are you going to go" "No it could be a psycho for all I know" I said looking at a rack of bikinis

Perhaps the toes of their own shoe from an infant curiosity, or a fingernail of their own wedged in their nostril. She let a long breath out, the bottle slippery from the growing moisture that ran down the glass before she inhaled and brought the bottle back to her lips. Her eyebrows furrowed as she studied that she had barely consumed a quarter of the neck, and still had a generous amount of what tasted like tangy, juiced grass to drink before she would allow her birthday to be over- you don't turn three-hundred-and-sixty-five full days older every day, after all.

Hanley asked Candice softly. Candice was a little exasperated. "I'm really not as fragile as you think." "It's always better to err on the side of being cautious." Hanley produced a small cookie from somewhere and handed it to Candice. "Try it?" The wrapper looked similar to the lemon candy and made Candice curious. "Did you buy these snacks in bulk? Why do they all have the same packaging?" A hint of a smile flashed in Hanley's lowered eyes. He unwrapped the candy for Candice and urged softly. "Try the taste."

McCullen Confectionary was an enormous, towering building—so vast that even after a couple of weeks on the job, its scale remained unfathomable. The factory’s conveyor belts extended far beyond what the eyes could see, flanked by expositors, extruders and enrobing machines. The hissing and clanking of the machinery were so loud it was impossible to hear clearly. Tens of thousands of workers moved in precise choreography around me, going about their duties. Gummies, candies, pastries, cakes, chocolates and cupcakes in every imaginable form streamed past me in gleaming trays. The aroma of sugar and cocoa hung heavily in the air, overwhelming my senses, I could now understand why people called

Wilson turned his head, looking at his cousin who had been silent since coming out of Caraline's room. "Do you know Chocowonder brand chocolate, Wilson?" asked Catherine suddenly. "You must be crazy." Wilson shook his head. "Is your sudden silence because of that chocolate?" "I saw that Caraline had a box of Chocowonder brand chocolates," Catherine said, folding her arms across her chest. "Then what does it matter to you? It's just chocolate. You can buy them anytime, anywhere." "You're wrong, Wilson." Catherine snorted in annoyance. "Chocowonder is a famous brand of chocolate from overseas and is in the top ten most expensive chocolates in the world. A small box can cost hundreds of thousan

“I didn’t even get to live it for myself.” I didn’t know what to say to that. She wasn’t asking for comfort. Still, something in her voice made me want to offer it, anyway. I leaned forward, my eyes scanning the desk until something colorful caught my attention. My eyes widened. “Wait, are those the Wonderland candies?” I had seen them in her office at the United Factions. I really wanted to snag a piece, but I controlled myself because I knew I was trespassing back then. Bethany narrowed her eyes, clearly not expecting the subject change. “You know about these?”

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.

“Before applying for the patent for the welfare candy, the marketing director’s company had their candy formula tested. Maybe Olivia stumbled upon it during that time and copied it.” My eyes narrowed at him as I straightened in my chair. I glanced toward the marketing director and Beta Marcos, who exchanged subtle nods in response to Matt’s statement. My stomach twisted uneasily. Matt continued, his tone growing sharper, as if he’d been waiting for this moment. “The candy was initially called ‘Heal Candy’ because of its miraculous therapeutic effect. During the testing phase, the company recruited people to try the formula—people from all walks of life in this pack, including omegas.” He pau