Black Raisin Cookie Novels & Stories

"Me, too, please." "And remember, I don't like chocolates with nuts," Randy adds. "Or nougat. Raisins is fine, but nothing citrus. I don't like a coconut filling, either. But I love caramel. Also, I love white chocolate." Jess snorts. "Talk about picky." Randy's eyebrows furrow. "Which is wrong because?" "White chocolate with raisins or dark chocolate with caramel filling," I speak up before they start arguing "Got it." Randy rests his head on my shoulder. "You are such a good friend."

"Yeah, and they're delicious but they're not the main focus of the company 'cause the profit margin is kinda low. Understandably, you don't know this since you've just entered the company. Lucas has a special fondness for the snacks manufactured under his company 'cause Anya has always loved those snacks so Lucas made sure the snacks are well-made." As he was saying that, Jason picked up a shopping basket and threw some of the snacks in before opening a bag of cookies for Corinne to try. "This is one of the classic sandwich cookies by Rivera Group. Do you want to try?" Corinne accepted the cookie and her eyes shrank to pinpoint size with just one bite. 'This taste, it's so familiar.' She fe

Sonia asked, “What could it be?” I shrugged and proceeded to tear the box open. Inside it sat a beautiful basket of cookies. “Oh, my goodness. It's so pretty.” The girls commented. The content inside the basket was secured by a lace cloth and a ribbon. Even the packing of these cookies screamed luxury. I opened the ribbon and took out the biscuits. They were handmade from Germany and dubbed as a speciality. “They look so… expensive.” “They most certainly are.” Merely, who was looking into her phone, showed us the screen. She had Googled these cookies and found out a bunch of information about them.

Bianca smiled patiently before listing: "We have biscotins from Aix. They're little shortbread with orange blossom flavor and hazelnut on top. We have Chanteclair, which is a meringue-based cake flavored with praline and mocha, and it is served with ice cream. We also have Jausiereine. It's a round cake with an inner filling of raspberries or blueberries. But I think it's blueberries in the ones we got. And I also got some Alpine pie." Harry stood perfectly still, unintentionally causing Bianca to smile awkwardly.

Cole and I stopped and turned in his direction. He stopped running, bending forward and placing his hands on his knees, resting and catching his breath. “Wait,” he raised his one hand, still panting. He lifted his head and smiled at me. “Xian tried this new cookie recipe. Please try it,” he offered, giving me a small container filled with different sizes of cookies. “Don’t taste it if you want to live long, Brielle.” Cole laughed at him, shaking his head. “Don’t listen to him. Xian bakes great cookies.”

I said. I could hear the soft crisp laughter from across the phone. "No problem. I'll still tell you anything." An hour later, I had made more lemon crinkle cookies than I expected. Rose, Jasmine and Violet had just gone through a series of nosebleeds almost simultaneously, so I made the cookies to make them feel better. They ate their fill, but there were still two jars left over. Gloria refused to eat more, suggesting I take the rest of the cookies to the packhouse. Well, it wouldn’t hurt to share.

He couldn't resist reaching out and touching one, his fingers brushing against the warm, soft cookie. "They look so good," he whispered, his eyes shining with delight. Mama Hazel smiled. "They are good," she said. "But we have to wait for them to cool before we eat them." Theo waited patiently, his tiny body wriggling with impatience. Finally, the cookies were cool enough to eat. Mama Hazel carefully broke one in half and handed it to Theo. He took a bite, his eyes widening in surprise. It wasn't quite the chocolate chip cookie he was used to, but the combination of sweet oatmeal and chewy raisins was surprisingly delicious. He even managed to eat a whole cookie, his face smeared with crumbs

Rio announces, approaching us with some damn cookies in a tray. I'm ready for this to be my forever. ✨ T H E E N D ✨

She taught me how to bake them she used to let me bake with bee all the time when i was little. “I like that sound.” I squeaked, coughing on the cookie in my mouth. I quickly swallowed and patted my chest as i did. “I’m sorry. I didn’t realize this was a private thing,” Alec said. “You have never come to the kitchen.” i managed to say. “I have never smelled oatmeal raisin cookies before.” He moved toward the counter where the cookies rested. He picked one up and took a bite. I watched him close his eyes and savor the bite. “They are fucking fantastic,” he said.

How did she always end up alone with Caleb? “I’d recommend the carrot cake,” she said, to answer a question he hadn’t asked. She reached inside the case and began to place a piece on a plate. “This version doesn’t have raisins. I think more people hate raisins than like them.” She knew she was babbling. She clapped her mouth shut, trying not to blush. He took the proffered cake. “I agree. Raisins are the worst.” He picked up a fork and began to eat the cake. When he groaned out loud, it sent shivers down Megan’s spine.