Adventurer Cookie Novels & Stories

Ruby threw a question when I poured another glass. "No. It's okay." Then I brought the glass with me, took a cookie, and walked in her direction. It was the empty seat next to her that I aimed for. "I should buy this. Your cookies are always delicious." I said after taking a bite of the cookies. It tasted similar to the one she sold in her store, but in an upgraded version. She put more chocolate chips and nuts. "You have to remember you're here not as a customer but as my friend. And these cookies are special only for friends. I don't sell them."

Our desserts are bought to our table by Perseus the was a nice selection on offer glad I let sampson choose to order. Perseus put another plate down in the middle of the table with round cookie looking things all in various colours he looks to me and says “you can’t come here without trying these I made them myself they are a big hit here they are on the house” I pick up a pink one and bite into it my mouth it feels like I’m having an orgasm they are delicious it’s a combination of a crunchy outside layer then it breaks into a chewy texture with a cream filling that’s not too over powering. I smile in delight what are these cookies called they are the best sweet I’ve ever eaten. He giggles a

But one caught my attention. A Cookie for Your FORTUNE, Why Not? The banner itself has caught my eyes. Let alone the LED lights twinkling around it, making it more obvious there is a weird stall in a night market. I chuckled on my own as if my feet have its own thought and walk towards the stall. It’s just a simple stall. There is a young girl there, ready with a transparent bowl containing dozens of cookies inside. A paper written with ‘$1 for 1 Cookie’ is being placed beside the bowl. It’s quite expensive though.

Taking advantage of his height, he stood up while the black-haired girl jumped around trying to snatch what was left. "That cookie cost me 80 euros!" she protested. "What kind of lunatic spends 80 euros on a single diet cookie?" "I bought it on eBay… You’re so inconsiderate! You didn’t even ask; you just took it! I told you it was mine and you ate it anyway!" she scolded him, frowning in an adorably furious way. "Well, I already ate it… Tough luck, like a grinning piranha!* And I did you a favor eating that thing—it could’ve been poisoned!"

Too much, even. WHO the hell WAS this woman? She turned then, and the full scent of what she was cooking hit me. “Hungry?” she asked, as she held out a cookie. I looked at the cookie in complete shock. It was a BREAD cookie.

Within an hour I had ten super cookies sitting on the kitchen table. BTW, I bet you’re thinking I’m a total freak right? Probably true, but what are you going to do about it, nothing right. You’re just going to keep on eating your hamburger, be careful not to spill any carcass remains on the page. Not long after, a face suddenly appeared on one of the cookies and winked at me, it said, ‘You need to give me to Jamie first. It’s my destiny!’ So I stumbled over the table and managed to crumble up all the Tylenol into a glass, I then added a splash of Jack Daniels from my Dads’ liquor cabinet and poured Coke in. I started thinking about taking a shower in Coke when the buzzer went off.

These are dark chocolate cookies with macadamia nuts. I blinked. What the hell? She's even stranger than she was on the first day.

Adrian leaned casually against the doorway, sleeves rolled up, watching me with amusement. “Do you own anything remotely edible?” I demanded. His lips twitched. “Define edible.” “Chocolate. Ice cream. Cookies. You know, food for humans.” He shook his head. “You’re unbelievable.” But then he disappeared for a moment, only to return with a small bag. He tossed it on the counter. I blinked. “Oreos?” He smirked. “Don’t get used to it.” Something warm unfurled in my chest as I bit into the cookie. It was such a small thing, but it felt like a crack in the wall he’d built around himself.

*** A nurse was attending to Vill in his bedroom, when Coco knocked and entered. "Give us a minute." Coco said. "Yes ma'am." The nurse left. "Why did you lock us up in that room?" Vill questioned. "I didn't," Coco began. "Mr. Adams did. Those cookies? I bought them from his factory. He offered to deliver it to me personally. I didn't see harm in it. I thought of it as an innocent gesture and gratitude for sealing a deal with TRENDZ." "How come you made it to the annual function?" Vill needed more explanation. "How come you gave proper directions when I called from the room that night?"

And I definitely can’t talk to my dad. I park Wesley’s truck in the garage at the packhouse so I won’t disturb him and Haven at their home, then hop out and make my way inside, stopping in the kitchen to check for any of Cookie’s homemade cookies. I may have had dessert with Taryn at the restaurant, but Cookie’s cookies are legendary, and as much as I enjoy Claude’s food, his macarons do not compare. Only the cookies at Brewed Awakenings even come close to hers. And there is no such thing as too many cookies. Plus cookies are good brain food, which I desperately need. “Score one for Cookie Monster Beta!” I exclaim as I find a storage container on the island counter full of still warm chocola