Vanilla Fudge - Secret Narrative - ebook

A contemporary, short romance to make your mouth water and fondue your senses. Eddie and Sandra share their mutual love for all things sweet at Vanilla Fudge, Candy Sandy's traditional Old English Sweet Shop, bursting with sexy, sweet erotica. A May to September story.Warning: This short story contains descriptions of graphic sex and is unsuitable for readers under the age of 18.

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Vanilla Fudge


Secret Narrative

Vanilla Fudge

Copyright, Secret Narrative, 2014

All rights reserved including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form. This is a work of fiction. All characters and events are the product of the author’s imagination, and any similarity to any persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. The opinions expressed are the author’s own and are not representative of the opinion of the publisher or distributors.


This book contains strong language and sexually explicit content that some readers may find offensive and which is unsuitable for persons under the age of 18.

4581: 21.08.2014

Vanilla Fudge


One: Cinnamon Candy

Two:Candy Sandy’s Christmas Crumble

Three: Vanilla Fudge

Four:Little Death by Dark Chocolate Fudge


Vanilla Fudge: A contemporary, short romance to make your mouth water and fondue your senses. Eddie and Sandra share their mutual love for all things sweet at Vanilla Fudge

Vanilla Fudge

Cinnamon Candy

Eddie Hopkins shrugged into his coat, pulled on a woolly hat, wrapped a scarf once around his neck, scrimmaged in his pockets for gloves and pausing on the porch, opted for Wellington boots. Although it threatened to snow, he fancied a walk and needed the exercise. Anyway, it was barely a mile to the market town centre.

Even festooned with celebratory street decorations with bright, sparkling window displays, carol singers and church bells, the town wore a forlorn mantle. A fuggy atmosphere snaked the streets. Over the past year, many small businesses had been forced to close, parking being expensive for shoppers and rates and rents had increased. Large chains and coffee shops dominated the high street, causing a sad, gradual loss of identity. Eddie fully expected tumbleweed to make an appearance in the New Year.

A small, sweet beacon on the bleak retail landscape was Vanilla Fudge. An independent traditional sweet shop, clinging to customers, dignity, and trade, in spite of hard times, and happily, the family business thrived under the care of Sandra, daughter of the original shopkeeper.

Sandra’s parents opened Ye Olde English Sweet Shoppe serving the small community through good times and bad, long before Eddie’s birth As he grew, Sandra was always somewhere on the periphery of his radar. But encounters had been fleeting, their lives travelling different paths, until, with her parents’ retirement, Sandra Fondan had returned to take over the business, and Eddie’s senses sang at the prospect of meeting his childhood crush again.