Burning Spice Cookie X Reader Novels & Stories

My job should be more of talking to the supports, handing out badges, and asking for votes – yet here I am, baking cookies. A far cry from what I sighed up for. I go right into it though, throwing in some eggs and flour and some sugar, then some baking powder and vinegar… Those go in too, right? I begin to perceive the subtle scent of smoke hovering over my head and it takes a few more seconds before it dawns on me that the cookies are burning. In a haste to bring them out, I grab a mitten, pulling out ten toasted lumps of charcoal and letting out a tired sigh. I’m really not cut out for this shit.

There was something in his expression that made my heart ache. Love. Pure, uncomplicated love for both his daughter and the woman holding her. This was not the face of a man living a lie. This was not the face of someone involved in anything dark or dangerous. This was just Alessandro. The man who’d captured my heart before I’d learned to guard it. “Let’s see these cookies,” I said, letting Aria lead me toward the kitchen. “They have chocolate chips and sprinkles,” she announced proudly. “My favorite combination.” Mrs. Ciro appeared with a plate of misshapen but enthusiastic cookies.

Maren's pov It is the night before Christmas and Rylee pushed the wrapped gifts under the tree and then clapped her hands satisfied with what she had done. We are wearing matching pyjamas and Rylee seems to love it. I am glad she did, I hope she likes her gift. “What's that burnt smell in the air?” I asked, sniffing the air. It smells like burning… “The cookies!” I screamed, running towards the kitchen. “Shit,” I heard Rylee curse as she followed me. I quickly grabbed a kitchen glove and opened the oven. The cookies are almost burnt badly.

Setting the tray down on the table between them, she took a cookie then lifted her glass for a sip of wine. “Really? Cookies and wine?” “Listen, separately, they’re both good,” Sparkle explained, waving her cookie at the plate, challenging him to join her. “But together, they’re… pure Heaven.” The cookies were good, Kaleb thought, reaching out to pick one up and bite in. All he’d had to do was close his eyes so he wasn’t faced with iced, sprinkled Santas and they were just cookies. “That’s good.” “Thanks.” Sparkle sat back in the chair.

Piper announced, slamming shut a book about ancient werewolf rituals, “ if I read one more word with this empty stomach I might faint. "So what are we doing?" Hazel asked clueless. "Let's go get cookies from the kitchen, chef Marco told me he would make some today, and maybe some milks too." Piper snuck into the kitchen, leaving Hazel outside, it wouldn't be nice seeing Luna in the kitchen every time. Because people would talk though the staff pretended they weren't there. Chef Marco, a mountain man with flour all over him, smiled knowing what they were here for. "Hungry for cookies again?" He asked amusedly while sliding a tray full of cookies towards Piper.

I manage to whisper in between kisses. He lifts me and roughly places me on the table, spreading my thighs apart. He breaks the kiss, as he bends down and grabs a handful of flour, lifts my garment to expose my thighs, and sprinkles flour on my bare thighs, sensually. Fuck! This certainly wasn't part of my plan when I ran off Orlando. "Good thing, because I’m about to cook you, do you love spice?” “FUCK” I gasp and moan shamelessly as his rough fingers slide deep into my juicy cunt, burning me up, my soft flesh tightens around his hard fingers.

APRIL 4TH, 2023 Hello lovelies, Thank you so much for sticking with me through the slow updates and for following Cookie and Jamie’s story after the first book. I appreciate your support and it means a lot to me as a growing author. I’m glad to announce that this is the end of Cookie and Jamie’s love story and this is the end of the second book in the series. If you’d love to know more about the teaser at the end of the epilogue and also know of Rose’s secrets and crimes, then look out for the next book and the last book in the series, titled THE BILLIONAIRE’S CAPTIVE, coming out on APRIL 2OTH, 2023.

Chocolate turns around completely, now walking backwards as he says "Yep! Me and you! Yeah, yeah, I know I can't like kiss you or whatever but in this book, you really like sex! Which isn't a lie, you literally have the highest libi—" I'm blushing hard now, trying not to look at him "You're shouting, Coco" But he's still talking like he's not listening to me "But hell, it's so good! Anyway, I want you to read it to me because I read just the smut but I think the storyline is quite alright, just not interested in reading it" Cream speaks this time "Is it not a bit silly to read books based on you?" Chocolate rolls his eyes "Of course not, it's not like I blame them for thinking I'm the hottes

A former lodger in the room? I picked up the book, happy that I had found something to do, and lay on the bed, flipping through it. It seemed like a normal college romance, but I quickly found out that it wasn't so. If anything, it was extremely spicy, and I glanced at the cover again, innocent, but its contents were not. I continued reading through, intrigued by the way the characters were portrayed and the more spicy scenes I read, the more strange I felt. Was I getting... Wet?

The alluring aroma of simmering spices and succulent meat filled my nostrils, but my hunger was not solely for the culinary delights that awaited. I sought the taste of forbidden desires, the ecstasy that lay dormant within us. And I knew that Gracie, with her smoldering gaze and unspoken yearnings, was my willing partner on this clandestine journey. In the midst of the bustling pack house, our eyes locked, our connection unspoken yet palpable. There was a hunger in Gracie's gaze, a flame that mirrored my own. She knew that I had seen through her charade, that I was privy to her secrets.