Clover Cookie Run Novels & Stories

Then, there is a shift in the air. The moon begins to ascend into the sky, climbing higher and higher signalling the time is near. Co-ordinators of The Run – mated wolves whose job is to keep us safe – climb onto the cages keeping the problem females captive. They are waiting for the gun shot to release us. Thankfully, the wind is blowing softly from behind us. I could not get any luckier with nature on my side. With my scent blowing away from the males and deep into the forest, I will be able to get away quickly and find a hiding spot that hopefully has gear or food for me to take. With a grin, I slowly climb to my feet and lazily stretch, preparing my body to run because my life depends on

The farce didn't end just because I left. Gaius's affair lingered at the top of trending searches for days, stirring up storms across the city. Back when we started our business, people in the industry jokingly called us the "Golden Couple" of commerce. We were so plain then, barely distinguishable from passersby. Gaius would even kneel to tie my shoelaces in front of others. So when Nikki uploaded videos online—clips of Gaius abandoning me twice, on two separate wedding days—the internet erupted.

Looking up, Isaac asked, "How did you manage to uncover this so quickly?" James knew how useful the scandal was for them, but did not hog the accomplishment. "Harvey Gooding gave it to me—a broken clock is right twice a day, I guess." Isaac's gaze darkened as he kept staring at the papers. He was actually doubtful that Harvey would give him something like this. Still, James had no reason to lie, so Isaac shut the file and said, "Let's head to Minerva." "I'll make the arrangements," James said. …

The hustle and bustle of the city was at its peak as the day approached noon. The streets were packed with people going on their own businesses. Along the busy streets of Plymouth city, there was a popular quaint corner pub. There were few people scattered in the pub having lunch and talking in hushed voice. The bartender/barkeep was wiping down the counter, while the casier was close to dozing off. There were two barman and barmaid serving the customers. There was a door beside the bar that led to the kitchen section of the pub. The kitchen was empty save for one person absentmindedly looking out of the only window in the small room. Eloisa was one of the two cooks of the Axe Star pub. The

Our manager is one tough cookie to crack,a minute late he will lecture you to for being tardy wishing you'd crawl back and never be seen. I sigh as I take out my contacts for my disguise looks.After all have been through and deciding to cloak myself as Marie,I also had to change my looks choosing a blonde wig and blue eye contacts hiding my grey eyes.I also had to tan myself a bit to hide my pale skin.I closed my eyes letting myself fall into slumber with only one thought in mind,time to reign.

“Which watch did you send?“ he asked impatiently. Clara was taken aback by the sudden question. “Big bro, of course it’s Rolex” she said, “is something wrong?“ “Send me a picture of it” he ordered and ended the call. Okay….? Clara shrugged and went through her phone immediately, to retrieve the sample picture of the watch. Once Seb had gotten the picture, he hurriedly opened it. Meanwhile, Michelle kept fidgeting in the corner. Obviously that watch wasn’t the same one she planted in Scar’s purse.

Andrew grabbed my hand, making me stay behind while the rest of our group left. "What?" I asked curiously. "Tomorrow night at seven, I’m picking you up. Be ready," Andrew instructed with a genuine smile. I couldn’t help but smile back at him and nod. Unknown Point of View Clover may be known to the world as Lucky now, but she doesn't realize that it’s not completely over yet. Her manager won't help her since she is working with me now. With Mary and I having all of these photos and videos, we’re set. Now, the next step is to ruin her career. She’ll have nothing to hide behind now.

Ava’s smile deepened. "Oh no, sweetheart." She set down her drink, eyes gleaming. "This was just the warm-up." She stood, stretching. "Now?" Her smirk turned cruel. "Now, we make her regret it." The Final Surrender Claire stayed. She stopped running. Stopped pretending she could leave. Adrian didn’t move. Didn’t rush her. He just waited. And when she finally looked at him— Really looked at him— She knew. She had lost. And maybe—maybe she had wanted to.

I threatened Nathaniel who's carrying a cup of flour, ready to throw it at my face. "Run Summer!" He shouts and he started running towards me and i screamed and run towards the door until I reached the living room, covered with flour and chocolate chips. My hair is full of flour and chocolate chips. How and why did you ask? Well, Clark decided that we should just cook cookies. He went buy some groceries, leaving me and Nathaniel to deal with cooking cookies. It all started when Nathaniel intentionally throws some flour at me when I was kneading the cookie dough, me being myself who doesn't like loosing, I also throw some flour at him. So now he's chasing me in the living room.

Luna Ariel's POV We drive our rental car to the park, which is not too far from the hotel. In our backpack we have a packed breakfast and a blanket to sit on in the forest. According to the online information we should be there in ten minutes. Clarita has certainly managed to pull me out of my misery, even Era is much calmer now. I can feel her moving more actively now as if she is looking forward to a wild run in the wilderness. It has been a long time since I have set her free.