Almond Cookie X Herb Cookie Novels & Stories

He reached for the last batch of cookies that he’d taken from the oven when Martin arrived and tested them for their coolness before he pulled yet another container from the counter behind him and started putting the cookies into it. Martin reached toward the newly cooled batch. “I’ll take just one more, if you please.” Alfred slapped Martin’s hand away. This particular batch was laced with the potion he used to keep Alison’s desire for him at its peak. When he discovered that she enjoyed a snack of cookies and milk before bed, he took advantage of that fact and began baking cookies and lacing them. It proved an easy way to reinforce the doses on a daily basis. He made a variety so that

I step out of the bathroom and run down the stairs where Ally, Lyra, Tess, and Chloe are in the kitchen baking cookies. Peanut butter with brown sugar crystals and a Hershey kiss on top. When Tess sees me she smiles "hey we were hoping this would cheer you up" she says as she rolls a ball of dough into the brown sugar crystal. I walk over to my friends and wrap them into a big group hug. "Thank you guys so much, you're the best" I tell them before pinching a glob of dough and popping it into my mouth. Moaning at the beautiful taste of peanut butter.

Williams exclaimed. "But what else would she do to me? Poison me? I don't think she will do that. Besides she knows someone was with me when she brought the cookies so she can easily be caught. I think you and Alpha Jake should really give her a break, she doesn't have to be negative all the time." Amby stated and took a bite of the cookie, then closed her eyes as she chewed it lovingly. "Mmmmm! These are the best cookies ever! You definitely should try this." Amby moaned as she enjoyed the cookies.

The pastry platter arrived, its contents glistening like little golden jewels under the afternoon sun filtering through the kitchen window panes. Each honey-almond confection was artfully shaped - some twisted into spirals, others pressed with delicate patterns from a wooden mold - a testament to Maria's skill and care in her craft. "These look divine," Artemis commented, picking up one with delicate fingers that were usually reserved for drawing arrows or handling wild game. Her hunter instincts noted the precise measurements of flour and sugar in the crust, the perfect balance of honey sweetness to nutty richness.

Adele~ I watched Silver closely, hoping against hope she wouldn’t reject the cookies. Since my lunch was unfortunately ruined by those rude, ugly bitches, I’d stopped by a roadside dessert store on our way here. I didn’t intend to get her anything, not something so cheap for a first gift at least, but when I tried the cookies, they were delicious. They were buttery, soft, melt-in-your-mouth good. So I got extra. And somewhere between impulsiveness and desperation, I figured... maybe Silver would like them too?

Two days with her and she already understands how my mind works. “And delicious fresh-baked cookies.” I spit the sentence out so fast it all sounds like one word. “They do traditional flavors, seasonal flavors, and two weekly flavors that they rotate, and this week it’s blueberry lemon and salted caramel chocolate chip and both of those are my favorite!” Goddess, I am rambling like fucking Wesley right now.

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

I wanted to give that back. I detoured to the kitchens first, waving off the startled staff with a single look. No one questioned the Alpha Devil when he walked in and started pulling out flour, sugar, chocolate, vanilla, cinnamon, dried berries—whatever I could find.I didn’t know what she liked best. So I made five kinds. Dark chocolate chunk with sea salt. Cinnamon oatmeal with raisins. Classic sugar with a soft center. White chocolate and cranberry. And peanut butter—because the scent reminded me of something warm and simple.

My voice is barely audible as I take another deep breath. A knock on the door snaps me out of my thoughts and I quickly jump up, "Come in." Hestia opens the door with a smile on her face and a plate full of cookies, "Wanna try some oatmeal chocolate cookies?" I raise an eyebrow, "Oatmeal chocolate?" She nods, "I don't like raisins so I replaced it with chocolate chips, want one?" I take one hesitantly as I, too, do not like raisins. I smell it and the sweet scent lifts my spirits, the first bite exploding with flavor.

" They're in the kitchen on the bottom shelf. Carla made them Tuesday." Donatella looked at me suspiciously. "Are you having some kind of episode?" she asked. "Goodnight, Tella." I turned her around and began to lead her towards the door. “I have a meeting tomorrow.” "Lorenzo—" "Goodnight." She looked at me for a long moment with the eyes that were exactly my eyes and saw everything mine saw, and I held her gaze with every resource available to me. "Almond cookies," she said finally. "Okay." She pointed at me. "We're talking tomorrow."