Cinnamonroll Novels & Stories

I said, taking a big drink of it. She took the lid off the container she brought and pushed it toward me with a wink. The delicious scent of the cinnamon and sugar wafted upwards. I picked up one of the cinnamon rolls and took a bite out of it. I closed my eyes because they were the perfect combination of fluffy and sweet. “Holy shit, Emma. These are rolls of absolute perfection.”

“So that means that you did not sleep. “. Amaris turns to Lyle with a raised eyebrow. Marco grinned and chanced a look in Amaris’ direction. “He took a couple of catnaps while the dough was rising. “ Marco chuckled again and shook his head. Amaris turned back to Lyle who was still looking at her eagerly. She pulled a piece of cinnamon roll off and popped it in her mouth. It was warm and tender and just the right amount of sweet and cinnamon. She closed her eyes in pleasure as it almost melted in her mouth. When she opened them Lyle had a look of satisfaction on his face. “Oh man! Do I smell cinnamon rolls?!” Anna came walking into the kitchen area with a towel in her hand as she was drying h

We took chairs at the big table the producers met with the talent around; I didn't hesitate to take a swallow of blissfully hot latte before tearing into the pastry bag. Chewing slowly, I moaned around the taste of cinnamon and sweet sugar on my tongue. The roll itself practically melted in my mouth it was so tender. Bella couldn't have made a better cinnamon roll which was saying something as my best friend was a professional pastry chef. "Good?" I nodded, not bothering to waste time on words as I tore another strip free, exposing the ribbons of cinnamon between the flaky layers.

He walked outside and I knew the wolves were still there when he didn’t come right back in. I pulled the cream cheese frosting that I made last night out of the refrigerator just in time for the oven timer to go off. I opened the oven, and the cinnamon rolls were perfect. I pulled them out of the oven and iced them. I smiled to myself, knowing Aidinth is going to love these. As soon as I had all the omelets ready, I told the guys to come in and eat. They all went to the sink to wash their hands and took a long look at the cinnamon rolls. Ramiel was giving Kemuel a hard time because he couldn’t keep his eyes off the cinnamon rolls. Kemuel laughed, “I haven’t had homemade cinnamon rolls in so

Michael was the only one eating a pastry, but Rayan had one sitting on his plate for when he cleared Scott's conditions. Michael thought the pastries were indeed as good as they smelled. They were cinnamon rolls, but they had little chunks of apple in them and were covered in caramel. It was like a warm hug for your insides. Comfort food like this was exactly what he needed. "You gotta give me bigger bites," Rayan complained. "I want to eat my cinnamon roll. And you gotta eat one too. They smell really good and I know you like sweets. And I bet you haven't had breakfast yet."

Rain stuttered out trying to change the atmosphere. "I made you red velvet cinnamon rolls!" He exclaimed, his happy persona coming back as he grabbed the plate of cinnamon rolls. These kinds of food were new to Evelyn. It reminded her of roses. "They look beautiful and delicious," She smiled at Rain who beamed. "Try it! Try it! " The omega bounced on his spot in excitement. Evelyn took a roll and bit into it. She almost moaned at the flavors exploding in her mouth. "This is so good! "

Alex took the seat beside mine instead of his regular one across from me. I silently continued chewing my sandwich when I felt Alex's gaze boring into my head. I tilted my head to look at him as he smiled at me, uncertainity swirling in his eyes as if he doubted yesterday night was a dream. I passed him my geniune smile expecting him to catch on my mood. As expected he did, his smile widened in the process while my stomach fluttered with butterflies. Turning his head towards the dining table he extolled joyously. "Thanks Aunt Kate for preparing Cinnamon Rolls on such a short notice. I have missed them all these years when you were away." Alex helped himself with two cinnamon rolls. He closed

That was the second batch of candy she had messed up that day, all because she had been daydreaming, daydreaming about Him… Remembering how it was, how it had been….. She shook her head roughly, making her carefully bound hair to fly out of its constraints. She had already made a decision. No more reminiscing. She had to fix things with Forrest. “Forget about Kain” she muttered under her breath as she stalked to the huge industrial fridge stashed in the corner of her workstation and extracted the trays of complete and decorated hazelnut chocolate mounds she had finished and stashed yesterday.

Beautiful cinnamon rolls with chocolate swirls were baking in the hot oven. Her cheeks were tinted with a rosy pink because of the heat in the kitchen. Her skin was unquestionably beautiful. She did not have the defined sharp jawline that was favored by most social media influencers nowadays. Her slightly chubby cheeks made her appear youthful and adorable. Catherine noticed him staring and playfully picked up a churro, waving it in front of his eyes. “Shaunny, are you sure you don’t want a taste of this?” “Not interested.” He averted his gaze and placed the milk inside the microwave. Then, as if out of habit, he placed a piece of bacon between two slices of toast and shoved in a handful of

He held Vincenzo's stare without the slightest hesitation, almost as if he had been waiting for this moment all along. Claire looked from her husband to Raphael then back again. "Oh!" she said brightly, a little too brightly, "Has anyone tried the cinnamon rolls? They're really good today. I mean, they're still not as good as Alessia's but they're getting dangerously close." The second the words left her mouth, Dante reached across the table, grabbed two cinnamon rolls and dropped both of them onto his plate. "Well," he said seriously, "if we're approaching Alessia-level quality, I should probably verify that personally."