Affogato Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

Elena I threw the door to Annie and Hannah’s room open. I grinned at them. “I have a cookie for the one that irritates Osprey and Gerald the most.” Annie giggled and shoved Hanna. “That cookie is mine.” Hannah eyed me. “What kind of cookie?” Toya poked her head from around my back before hiding back behind me. “It’s caramel chocolate chip,” she whispered. Priscilla bounced into the room. “I want in but I don’t need the cookie. I’ll do it for free.”

The same woman returned, this time carrying a tray with coffee for me and Steffano, and juice for Stephie. “Can I eat one?” Stephie asked, pointing at the cookies on the tray. “Is this sugar-free?” Steffano asked. The woman froze for a moment. “Oh… I’m not sure, Sir,” she said, scratching her head awkwardly. Steffano shook his head. “Next time, make sure you know what you’re serving your customers—” “It’s okay, I’ll taste it first,” I said with a smile, cutting him off before he could continue. I took a bite of the cookie.

She gently took Carter's coffee and placed it beside her own, pointing to the black coffee and labelling it 'Arte', while labelling the mocha 'Apollo'. "They're both coffee. They do the same thing, but their flavours and processes are different, perhaps even the speed at which they work and the strength. If Arte is the darkest of voids, Apollo is the most radiant of lights. Arte absorbs all, Apollo pours in. Imagine them like a yin and yang," Khione smiled. Carter nodded, eyebrows slightly knitted in deep thought.

"These are oatmeal chocoochips and these are ginger cookies. Are you allergic to anything?" "Nothing."." Antony replied and took the chocoochips. "These are really good." Her praise was sincere. "I'll tell my mom. Want me to refill it?" she offered, looking at Antony's glass. Antony shook his head. "No, this is enough." He said. Claire nodded and sat back down. "So, you've started courting Flavia?" She asked as she took a cookie for herself. The man nodded. "Thanks to Abigail, she helped me make progress." Antony's praise was sincere.

I remark with a smirk. “I’m not denying it,” Leo says, his eyes cold. “I can’t wait to see them.” Kataleya says with a gentle smile, “I made Corrado some cookies.” “When did you get time to bake?” I ask her, “This morning.” See, this girl would rather bake in her free time, me? I’d rather fuck? Yup, I totally get where Leo and Azura are coming from. “You are an overachiever,” I say, taking a spoonful of my rice and chicken. “Oh shit, I need to get my assignments done, too.”

Underneath the box is a folded piece of parchment with Draco writing. My Io, This is Mochi. It is a dessert I think you will like because it is my favorite. It is filled with a sweet bean paste and a pastry of rice flour. Often when we kiss your sweet taste reminds me of it. I am sorry that I am not there to enjoy it with you, but I hope it makes you think of me. Love Draco.

she gasped, closing her eyes and chewing the heavenly treat. “It’s Schiacciata dolce Florentina, a traditional dessert of Florence, made only during the carnival! I requested them to make it, especially for us.” Skylar opened her eyes and blinked at the yellow sponge cake. Why was he doing so much for her? Was it just to get into her pants? But he didn’t even touch her when she was ready last night. “Oh! Thank you for everything you’re doing for me, Christian.” A warm blush crept up to her cheeks, knowing what his reply would be.

A pink bakery box. “Brought backup,” Ace said, lifting the box. “Cannoli and sfogliatelle. Figured you might need inspiration fuel.” I blinked, warmth flooding me so fast I almost forgot Bia was sprawled six feet away. Almost. Because the second he stepped inside, Bia sat up like someone had fired a starting gun. Her eyes lit up, smile dazzling, every inch of her shifting into performance mode. “Well, hello,” she said, standing to her full, model-perfect height. “You must be the firefighter.”

Once I arrive at the kitchen, I'm welcomed by the dulcet aromas of baked pastries. "Good morning birthday girl!" Mrs. Agnelli greets candidly as she inserts into the oven, a tray of Red Velvet Nutella Stuffed Cookies. "Look at the early morning delight for your birthday." "Good morning Mrs. Agnelli!" I survey the kitchen islands in amazement and recognize a few of the dessert dishes set on them. There is Caramel Banana Cream Tiramisu, Funfetti Cake, Creamy Eggnog Bars, and Chocolate Éclair Squares.

Soon, it was their turn to order. “What is your order, Sir?” the cashier girl asked. "One Affogato," Edgar answered. "Cafe Au Lait for me," Joel murmured with another yawn. "Okay. So one affogato, one Cafe Au Lait, and one freakshake for me," Hunter ordered. The cashier repeated their order. “One affogato, Cafe Au Lait and one freakshake. Anything else Sir?” When the cashier asked if they need more, they realized that they forgot to take their boss’ order.