Wonka Chocolate Novels & Stories

Hearing Wanda’s confession, the soul in the lantern started to talk. “What do you want from me?” Smiling, Wanda let the insanity gleam in her eyes. “Oh, I want many things. Your body is a very good fertiliser for my flowers and trees. It’s the best we’ve seen in a century, so I’m afraid I can’t give that back. However, I have something even better for you. I have a doll that you might have heard about when you signed up for the NNN Challenge. That new android love doll is a modern voodoo doll meant to stimulate sexual arousal in our tentacle workers for better work efficiency. However, I want to make one without any curses for you.”

" You don't look too bad yourself." " Here." I said, handing him the unexpected surprise I had come across while rummaging through the cupboards. A bar of the libido enhancing chocolate we had gotten from the human realm on our last visit, normally I wasn't one to be drawn in by human drugs, there was just too puny in my opinion. But this one I was sure had been made with wolves as the testers, it was just soooo goooood. His eyes lit up as he literally snatched it out of my hands.

"I've worked on it for the whole day. Please cut the cake for me. You don't have to celebrate. I will celebrate for you." She stopped in front of the table. There was a grin that appeared on her lips. “I was wondering if you liked the cake. I spent two hours in the shop waiting for this cake.” Bryan's eyes slowly moved to the cake. It was a cake made with dark chocolate. But the eye-catching side of the cake was the golden crown on top. It was glimmering, demonstrating its glory. "A crown?" he asked. She smiled while looking at the cake. "Yeah."

I say, putting it back down. “I know…” She stops and blushes. “Do you think that the sad weremonkey or his niece would like it?” I lean on the counter, sliding an orange to Maggie, who greedily rips into it. “Why…?” I ask, my eyes narrowing as she averts her gaze. “Because they are sad and chocolate makes everyone happy. There is actually a lot of science behind it.” She explains. I hold my hand up and tilt my head. “Why don’t you eat it? You have more than earned it, and you could use the pick me up. It’s been a rough day for you.” I offer her an understanding smile and her cheeks grow red again.

then he was going to pop the question again, and he was sure she wouldn't say no. ********* Kathleen smiled a few minutes later at the box of chocolates on her table thinking it was from Jacob, they were her favorite knockoffs of the Ecuadorian cacao bar which cost a hundred dollars per brick. Taking a seat, she took her time to admire the box and then she realized it wasn't a knock off—it was the real thing!! it costs over five hundred dollars.

"True. He's more of a dark chocolate, kind of guy." I tap my chin, studying the options. My stomach growls at the strawberry shortcake, but this isn't about me. This is about him. "What about that one?" I point at a sleek black-and-gold cake on display, chocolate ganache with gold leaf scattered across the top. Elegant, understated, a little dramatic. Basically, Luciano in dessert form. Samantha whistles. "Damn. That looks expensive." "Perfect." I grin. "We'll take it."