Adventurer Cookie Novels & Stories

Dad gave me one of the cookies, and it was the best cookie I had ever eaten in my life. “Don’t be shy. What’s your favorite cookie?” Christine’s gentle coaxing brought me out of my memory and back to the present. With a faint smile, I replied, “Monster Cookies.” Her eyes lit up. “I haven’t made those in years—what a great choice. I’ll have to find some M&M’s. Sit down, dear. Do you want soothing to drink?” “I’m fine for now, thanks.” I took a stool seat at the counter and looked around at all the food she had cooked. “I have to ask, what’s with all the food?”

I said reaching for another cookie. She shook her head at me. “You’re crazy.” If only she knew how crazy I could be, I’d have her running for the hills. “They’re my cookies, little nurse. I decide how I want to eat them.” “No one is disputing that fact, Adriano.” She opened a drawer, grabbed a jar, and stretched it to me. “I trust you know how to pack up the cookies you couldn’t wait to have.” “You’re in such a hurry to leave. Are you scared of what I might do, little nurse?”

Aria blinks, “…thank you, Adam.” He grins, looking genuinely pleased, turning hurriedly away for a moment to rifle through his knapsack that was under… the table, for some reason, (again, Aria can feel the phantom pain of envy she always seemed to feel whenever she sees children her age that had gone to public school. To be free to socialize… she wanted that too–) as he produced a clumsily wrapped box of… fist-sized cookies? As Aria helped herself to some… which were half-burnt and far too sweet than what she was used to.

Opening the bin of peanut butter cookies I made this morning, or maybe yesterday since I still don’t know what day it is, I count them. There are eleven. I made twelve. And I haven’t eaten one yet. But peanut butter cookies happen to be a favorite of Aaron Kensington’s.

the woman got inside her car and started the car. I bowed as a sign of respect and returned home. Carline immediately noticed the cookies I was carrying and took them from my hand. "Thank you for this..." she said and ate. Astrielle also took and ate. "It's delicious... where did it come from? did you go to the grocery store?" Carline inspects the cookie box, "it's from London. It's not in the groceries, who gave it to you?" she asked cheekily while taking a bite.

“Mr. King absolutely loves my cooking.” Adrian nodded profusely. “Yes! The beef was awesome. I’ve never tried nutty beef, but it was amazing!” “Now, Taylor, don’t forget about the cookies,” Adrian reminded. Inner Devil: ‘Told you it was about the cookies.’ Guardian Angel: ‘Maybe a little of both?’ “Yeah. I made those, especially for Mr. King,” Taylor said with a wide grin. Riley motioned toward the dessert tray, pointing at the pistachio chocolate cookies. “These are all for Adrian?”

“Here. Taste it. When you return to your room, I'm afraid you still won't eat anything. So eat a few pieces of this to calm my mind, hmm?” Sashal glares at the cookies. They are chocolate cookies with sesame seed caps. Not a combination one would find at Southern Olf. Indicating that his mother may have made this, or at least, it was cookies specialized in Northern. It was something valuable that shouldn't be given to a random person if he even kept it in his jacket. And yet, he offered it to Sashal? Everything Rohan did to Sashal made her even more annoyed. She felt her stomach drop. She couldn't bear it anymore and cried out.

"I think if anyone's going to get hurt, it'll be me. But I'd never hurt Abby, intentional or otherwise. No matter what happens between us, I'll always be good to her." Taren nodded, satisfied. "Well, then. How about a cookie?" He lifted a sugar cookie off the plate and held it up. "I hear that Mrs. Claus makes them special for Christmas Cove." Kiki laughed as she took a chocolate chip cookie. "I'd bet she does." She took a bite, chewed, and swallowed. "Um- this is good! I mean, really good." Taren took a bite and the sugar cookie practically melted in his mouth. "Delicious," he said between bites and then took a sip of his hot cocoa to wash it down. "I could make a meal just out of these."

Throwing on my nude heels and some jewellery to compliment my outfit, I walk out of our suite to hunt down my mate. I walk down the stairs and through the lobby, catching the scent of delicious cookies coming from the kitchens. I detour in and swipe a cookie while the cooks pretend to look away. Smiling I say thank you before I turn around and leave. Mmm this cookie is delicious – chocolate peanut butter … one of my favourites. I am beginning to realize anything with chocolate and peanut butter combined is my all-time favourite.