Cinnamon Cookie Run Novels & Stories

I would have to make sure to say far away from them, seeing how I did not know what they did. Mr. Griffen stood in front of us as we stood at the starting line. With a cocky smirk on his face. He looked right at me as he spoke to the group of "newbies," as he called us. I smiled right back at him. "All right, as I said before, other students who passed in previous years will try to make you fail. Also, the five with the slowest times will be disqualified as well. So run fast and think fast. The first thing you do is you must army crawl as fast as you can and select two weapons or tools to help you with this then with the selected items you must scale the twenty-foot wall and make it to the o

Zach’s eyes scanned the invite and a familiar scent hit him. This year, however, was different. Whispers had reached his ears, whispers suggesting that a certain runaway might make an appearance. His runaway. The thought sent a thrill of anticipation through him, a dark excitement that bordered on mania. He had spent five long years tracking her, his anger simmering just below the surface, and his obsession only growing stronger with each passing day. Now, the hunt was about to end. He called for his Beta, Damon, a massive wolf with a scarred snout and a loyalty that ran as deep as the earth. "Damon," he said, his voice low and dangerous, "Prepare everything. We leave at once."

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.

I wake up to this delicious scent. It reminds me of my mother's cinnamon rolls fresh out of the oven. I leave my bedroom and walk downstairs without even looking at my hair or my pajamas. The smell is divine so I follow it in a daze. As I enter the kitchen I see Dante in there and oh my goodness, it is cinnamon rolls! He even made bacon to go with them. Then, just as I get ready to attack the cinnamon goodness, another scent hits me. It went along with the cinnamon rolls so well that at first I did not notice it. It has a slight vanilla and cinnamon swirl smell, kind of similar to a snickerdoodle cookie. As soon as I register this scent, I look up at Dante with my eyes wide. The smell is com

“I can’t wait until you find your mate, I will enjoy watching you go crazy.” “That is never going to happen,” Cameron said as he got up to leave. “I am destined to be alone and I am enjoying every minute of it.” He left the room, leaving me to do all the paperwork by myself. I just shook my head and started to work. ***** The week was full of excitement, word got out that the run was going to take place around the lake. Many who hadn’t gone on the run before decided to join in, the numbers of the runners grew to an all time high. The run was adjusted to accommodate everyone. The adjustments also helped out with the security for Kate which made me very happy. I know how Jaxson thinks, so the

Camilla was a big spender. They had only been in the store for less than an hour, and Kyle’s sister had taken more things than she needed. Camilla pushed a stroll beside Hana while she held onto her basket. There was only a pack of tampons there. She didn’t want to overindulge herself. Camilla looked at Hana’s basket and emptied some of the chocolates into it. Hana tried to protest, but the lady gave her the famous McKenna look.

Every step was measured, and my nerves were on edge. Just as we reached the passage, I heard footsteps behind us. Panic surged through me as I realized he was coming. Without thinking, I nudged James toward the passage and whispered, “Run!” He darted out, small legs moving fast as he bolted toward the trees. I was right behind him, my breath coming in gasps as we plunged into the forest. “Emma! Don’t make this difficult. You can’t run from me.” Evan shouted while following me.

Run. Run. Run.

Finn was stumped, and slowly said, "Mr. Turner told me that it would be a shame if I had to leave, since making it in wasn't easy. I would also be letting down Mr. Kitsch, who instructed me…" Irene raised a brow, noticing that she had leverage against him now. "That's why you should work hard and make something of yourself. That's the only way for you to repay Mr. Kitsch." "Of course," Finn said determinedly, while Irene smiled. … Azur Coast was a 5-star hotel, and Hotmesh Research employees had booked an entire hall for Dennis's farewell party. The decorations were exquisite, including a large banner that stretched over the center. The party must have started. Dennis was in the middle of th

Pushing me down the route it wants me to take. Jim was panting and his lungs were beginning to burn. He wasn’t in the best shape and the running was taking its toll. Halfway down the new path he saw the grave. He recognised it instantly. The gravestone was unique; Jim knew every inch of it intimately. The moment he saw it he knew why the thing in the ground had guided him here.