Cinnamoroll Novels & Stories

Then Black charcoal says “Its up to you, Orange Fire to chose the remaining monsters for the five spots that still need filling.” Slowly Orange Fire walks to the front, and stands beside Black Charcoal. “Thank you.” He says, “Okay I would like to take Pinky.” Who is a shiny Pink monster that is quite new? “Pixar.” is a very well trained monster. “Lannister.” is a blood red monster that had recently been killed and come back because they used the wrong weapon. “Fries.” A monster who sort of looks like a French fry steps forward too meet the other monsters “and clips.” Clips is a new monster and is one of the largest monster I have, he also has massive claws. So he will do well in this operati

she thought. She looked at Thalia, who didn't break apart from her mate, and it tore her inside. As soon as Thalia separated from her mate, Lydia smelled it. She recognized the fragrance of bluebells and snow saints—it was coming from Thalia. She sniffed at herself, not wanting anyone to see her. She smelled of honeysuckle, which was Thalia's scent. “She is wearing our scent,” Circe said. “I don't know how, but it…”

“Mom, I want a Cinnamoroll.” “Cinnamoroll?” Sue’s voice was warm. “Is that a dog breed? I don’t think I’ve heard of it before.” “No, no.” Charlotte shook her head eagerly. “It’s a cartoon puppy. I want a ceramic Cinnamoroll. My friend, Lena, said there’s a new craft shop on Chancery Road where you can paint your own ceramic figurines.” She turned to look at her mom, her little face full of excitement. “Last week, Lena and Jordan went there and painted the cutest little figurines.”

“And speaking of focus—why don’t we move to what you all came for? It’s time for the tasting. Our exclusive American launch edition!” The ripple of curiosity that went through the crowd was palpable. I gestured toward the tasting bar, where Donna, already prepped and eager, hopped into place. Her small figure was almost comical in the pristine gloves and apron we’d given her, but her grin lit up the entire space. “Tonight, we unveil Harvest Bloom Cinnamon Crunch,” I announced, the name Davina had chosen. “A playful, nostalgic flavor inspired by American mornings—warm cinnamon, sugar, and creamy milk chocolate.”

"The rumor concerning CRUZ company...you didn't hear it?" "CRUZ company? I didn't hear about that, what was it about?" "CRUZ company was accused of producing fake designs and forging other companies' designs of paintings. It was all over the news, Clara." There was a hint of shock and surprise in Ella's voice.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

In the world where social hierarchy exists, there’s an 8 year old girl who lives in an orphanage and works for money. She has golden hair, and rainbowed eyes. Her eyes can change depending on how she feels. If she’s angry, her eyes will turn to red, if she’s sad, her eyes will turn to blue, but her normal eye colour is golden brown. “Clementine!” the head of the orphanage shouted to her. She quickly runs towards the room next to her, then asks the head.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Even from this close, Nero could smell Riri's breath… like the smell of cinnamon… very exotic. "Don't come near me, Nero.. be aware.. you must be affected by Rhodia's magic... but you got the wrong target.. not me, I'm Riri.. the number one annoying person in your life, remember?" Riri spoke quickly… because Nero's face is getting closer and closer to her.