Wonka Candy Novels & Stories

"I know that! I only want one of your candies, and yet you're nagging so much!" After unwrapping the candy, Rony threw it into his mouth and chewed it. He then had a disgruntled look of disgust. "This candy is delicious! Why don't you buy some more? Next time, get me two more packs! You're such a scrooge!"

Kana sighs heavily, "I don't have a choice." Hearing the answer, Crown Prince Sunwoo's shoulders, fell. "Is this against your will?" Sunwoo felt something, so if there is a choice, Kana won't participate. "I'm fine with it, Your Highness." Kana look around and his eyes found something. "What is that?" he is referring to the small circles on a stick. It looks like fishballs and he miss it a lot. "That's candied hawthorn." The prince smiled. "Wait here," He said and rush on to buy for Kana.

… After breakfast, Elara drove Bambi to kindergarten and spotted the Fisher family's top-of-the-line Cullinan. Beau hopped out of the car with his backpack, and Elara quickly averted her gaze. Beau bounded over to Bambi, waving a paper bag in his hand. "Look! Niamh bought me wax bottle candy!" He pulled out one shaped like a bear's head and proudly showed it off. "This one's pistachio raspberry flavor!" Bambi remained unfazed. "Mommy says eating too much candy causes cavities, and wax bottle candy is unhealthy."

I do look fine, right? “Not tonight, sweetheart. I'm all yours tonight.” My face was once again flushed red. He drank a glass of bourbon and winked at me in the process. Zev was the kind of person that's hard to read. I can't tell if he's being genuine or just playing. If he's the latter, then it was a fun ride with him. And if not? I can't even wrap my brain around that idea. “Here, try this one,” Zev said, handing me a shotglass with white liquid with what I guess is vodka.

“It’s been forever. Where’ve you been?!” “Around.” I moved to the counter, lowering my voice. “I need candy. The sweetest kind you have.” The sweeter it was, the more potent. The stronger and more likely to make me forget. “Sure thing.” Gummie ducked below the counter, a few seconds later, she came back up with a small bag. “These are pricey though. Like, really pricey. But there’s nothing else like them on the market right now. Pure, clean, strong as hell.”

Hannah's eyes lit up at the mention of candy, her gaze at Charles sparkling like stars. "Charles, give it to me quickly! Do you have chocolate flavor? I've been loving chocolate flavor lately." "Yes, yes, yes! We have white chocolate flavor, the one you like." Charles opened his little backpack, proudly taking out candy for Hannah to eat.

Arwen said as she saw a woman who was holding a little girl by her hand while the girl was holding a pinkish something in her other free hand. “ They do ” Jared answered. “ What's that ” She asked Jared. “ What ? ” “ That pinkish something that little human girl is holding in her hand ” Arwen said pointing at the little girl who was following her mother. Jared followed her line of sight and saw what the little girl was holding and he chuckled. “ It's called candy floss, some call it cotton candy ” He said. “ Candy floss ? ” “ Yes. Want one ? ” “ Yes ” She said and they walked together to the shop where it was sold.

“Okay let's give our lollipod a little bite and tell what color they have,'' Cassandra announced and everyone started digging into their dessert. “White.. White, purple... Yellow… red '' the colors just came in but there was no pink or blue. “I've got blue.'' Cassandra turned to the voice and Karim was coming down the stairs with a blue-colored lollipop cake. “And I have pink” Emani came from the other end.

said Madison. We parted ways with the crowd and stopped at a small building that was selling a strange decorative meal that was so beautiful. "What are those?" I asked. "Candies, chocolate, cakes, and donuts," said Madison. "Which one do you want to try?" she asked. I pointed at the candy. A round, colorful, red one. She paid for it. "This candy is called a lollipop," explained Madison as she gave it to me. I took it from her hand and brought it very close to my eyes, staring at it with curiosity. Observing the myriad colors it had.

exclaimed one colleague. "These Hermes candies must be worth a fortune—hundreds of dollars per piece. And these nut chocolate cookies? A tiny box could fetch thousands of bucks," remarked another. "I know, right? You've probably given away tens of thousands of dollars by sharing these so generously," chimed in a third coworker. Candice glanced around with a puzzled expression before looking down at the candies in her hand. "I still have plenty at home. They were gifts from someone else." "Plenty more?" Vanessa exclaimed in astonishment. "Who gave them to you?"