Cinnamon Cookie Run Novels & Stories

If the Run wasn’t such a horrible event for she-wolves, this forest would make a lovely place for young wolves to meet with others and fall in love. “Do you think the Run will ever end?” I ask, turning to look at Caden only to find his emerald eyes already trained on me. “I do. I have a feeling this will be the last Run by the end of today.” He answers, his eyes holding a flame of determination within them. Something deep inside me tells me that this is the truth and hope for a better future for all she-wolves lights inside me. After a moment of silence spanning between us, Caden leads me back into the cave where we find Amelia awake and dividing up the left over food. Taking a seat on the m

She was running and running along the path laid out not knowing where she was going. Eloisa ran all the way to the hospital from the pub, which was almost on the other end of the village. As soon as she heard the news, she closed the pub and ran all the way to the hospital. When she reached her mother's room, she saw her sleep and nurse fixing her saline tube. Eloisa entered the room and the nurse looked up at her. The room smelt so stale and filled with medicinal smell that it made her almost choke. She had never really liked hospitals anyway. She came to the hospital only three times including today. Not once she felt comfortable here. Hospitals always smell of stale and death to her. The

"I don't care about your comfort." "I am telling you I am going to make a mistake," I insisted, the blinding glare of the noon sun beating down on the exposed concrete until my vision swam. "Let me just clear fifty random crates from the north dock instead. That will give your runners enough product to move by midnight." "No," Cassius commanded, his gravelly voice dropping an octave as he stepped directly into my path. "You will learn the tactile difference of the water-refined batches today, Obi. You don't leave this grid until you can spot the purity blind."

"She's always been like this—spoiled, arrogant, playing the Luna as if the world revolves around her. Not like you... you're gentle and understanding." Celine's eyes glinted as she smiled faintly. "Let's not talk about unpleasant things. I want you..." Caesar's expression softened. The warmth between them returned, drowning out the rest of the world. Outside, werewolves ran back and forth, knocking on the door. Each time, Caesar ordered them away until finally, Celine fell asleep. He closed the door quietly, irritation creeping back into his tone. "What is it now? Did Rena change her mind? Tell her this time, I won't—"

This can help them get rid of the trouble chocolate dripping on their bodies. But they forgot a logic, one couldn't take a whole cookie into their mouths at once. They have to finish the cookie with three to four bites. By that time the cookie would absorb the saliva and chocolate which would make it runny. It may break and fall too. Rahul's suggestion was right. And Cookies are sweet, one cannot be able to eat a lot at a time. So, strawberries were a better choice. Here the one who wants to be in the race would choose Strawberries. One who thinks cookies would make them win easily have more chances of losing and being disqualified more. There were only three couples who chose strawberries w

Ranjan said with finality. Cornell tapped his brother on the shoulder, "Don't cry. Wynzlette has a lot of cookies. Let's eat. That's your prize!" Cornell turned to me before speaking again, "I heard you last night. You didn't even call me," he looked sad. "You said you will sleep already..." Carline cut in. Astrielle has also returned but the two have not yet brought what they are carrying. "Let's go!" Ranjan said and started walking.

It leads to the backyard, and when I get there Lucas and Theo are sitting at the table, each with a margarita. “What did Camille send!?” Lucas asks the second he sees what’s in my hands. “Pumpkin snickerdoodles.” “In May!?” Lucas’ eyes widen. “That’s what I said. Apparently, it’s because we graduated.” “Give it up,” Lucas says holding his hands out. “Keep them away from me,” Theo says. “Every time your mom sends a batch of something, I end up five pounds heavier.” “Who said I was sharing?” Lucas jokes as he lifts the plastic. “Margaritas and pumpkin cookies, we’re kind of mixing vibes here.” “Who cares?” Lucas says through a mouthful.

The kitchen staff set up a table of sub sandwiches,with a dozen or so different types of chips and an assortment of desserts. Voices quiet as I walk past. When I reach the stairs of the cedar gazebo, I turn to face my pack and clear my throat. “Good Evening, all! I’m glad to see that even with members off at Copper Summit tonight, we still have a good group for our own run and festival. I know that this is our first supermoon without our Luna Lyra and it's my first time leading a lunar lap since. I apologize to you for not being here for the last two runs.” I pause drawing in a deep breath.

After handing a sobbing Emily to her mum, Cassy sprinted to collect a token. Something within her wanted to stay with the hurt wolf, but she didn’t have the time. She’d have to deal with visiting her after the race instead. The token was a small gold nugget pressed into a rough circle and printed with the number 35. It should’ve been a relief that only 34 others had collected their token so far, but Cassy knew most of the women were already running too far behind to complete the race in time. If she didn’t haul ass, she’d be one of them.

I chuckled and Ethan just smiled, eyes on the road. "I didn't know you bought lollipops? Where did you buy them?" Ethan again asked after a long silence. "At the mall. I kind of having an addiction to sweets. I bought so many candies, chocolates, marshmallows, jellies, cakes, and more." I stopped. The night felt really cold. I can feel my hand a little bit frozen. "When I went to the packhouse, I knew I would meet pups so I brought lollipops with me." I continued, rubbing my hands while I blew it.