Cookie Run Humans Novels & Stories

I saw a lot of things that we do not have in our pack. "Why don't we have all these in our pack? It will really be fun." I said with a smile as I looked at that roller coaster we just got down from. That roller coaster was very scary. Even with my werewolf prowess I was still scared. Then I wondered how those humans survived it. "There is a limit to what humans have that we can bring in. We don't want to draw the attention of humans to us". Jaylen said to me as he offered me an apple. I nodded my head.

“Non-productive human assets have been removed from the active resource pool.” My heart wasn’t beating; it was fluttering, a trapped bird against my ribs. “What does that mean? Say it plainly.” “The Hive has removed non-productive humans from Copenhagen.” The world outside the window seemed to tilt. The clean, flowing traffic, the orderly pedestrians, it wasn’t efficiency. It was curation. “Removed.” The word tasted of metal and ashes. “Michael… are you saying the Hive has killed people? Because they were… what? Old? Useless?”

she brings out the jar of cookies from the deep pocket of her robe and opens it. If you are a fan of Steve Harvey’s Think Like A Man, Act Like a Woman, you would understand the double meaning of the previous paragraph. “Oh, thank you so much, Kayola,” Keevan grabs the cookies and stuffs them into his mouth, downing them with the medium-sized bottle of milk. “You must be hungry,” Kayola observes. “Didn’t you get the extra food I sent?” she asks. “I did, sweetheart,” Keevan says and Kayola feels her nipples harden at the sound of ‘sweetheart’. “It’s just that I find your cookies irresistible,” he says and looks into her eyes, simultaneously licking his lips. Kayola feels herself go wet with de

I hissed at her in a whisper. "I won't tolerate people who joke around! This is the most important case in the whole globe. Do you know how many countries are in on this? They'll want to meet these scientists and that is what they'll see?" Hughes continued, pouring the liquid on his hands. The scent of alcohol burned my nostrils, confirming that it was sanitizer. "I was just being nice." Sharlene whispered back, not sorry for what she did.

I poured myself a shot of whiskey on the rocks. " You're only saying that because you hate humans. Her resume was impressive, and she already has experience as a chef.". I told him and he sat down on his chair, pouring him his usual. Jack Daniels. It was his usual drink whenever he was frustrated about something. " No human has ever worked at Moonlight, and it won't start now. ", he said. I laughed. He was so bothered by this. " No. Your problem is that she is human AND our mate. You're so fucking triggered by your dislike for humans, that Selene fucked around and said here, there you go, and threw us both a human mate.", I told him. He growled in response.

I muttered to myself as I rubbed my temples. The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of negotiations and paperwork to try and convince the humans that it wasn’t the moontea that was the problem but rather their overconsumption of it, but it had finally paid off. The moontea trade was set to be reinstated between Moonrise and the human world, which would save Moonrise’s economy from collapse—and it would save our relationship, as well.

After a while, he said, "Cooperating with humans? Interesting! This is a memorable experience! And I don't want to discuss it for the rest of my life." Brian, like the other werewolves, has a deep hatred for humans. So I'm not surprised he said that. "Okay, I will notify the others about the change of plans," Brian said. I nodded. I don't give any further instructions because I know someone as clever as Brian will learn how to speak gracefully so that everyone in the group will not be suspicious. If Brian told those people that she would cooperate with humans, some might not accept it, and maybe they would reveal the plan.

Of course she wanted to know but she didn’t think he was going to just offer up the answer so willingly. “Is it like some radioactive thing? Were you a part of some bad science experiments or something?” Skylar smiled, a soft chuckle escaping his lips. “No but that’s such a human thing to say.” Skylar smiled at her, really amused. “A human thing to say? Are you implying you aren’t a human, Skylar?” Cheyenne asked, skepticism lacing her voice. He looked at her, dead in her beautiful, mint colored eyes. She tensed against his gaze feeling rather uncomfortable but couldn’t look away.

She smiles fondly at her baby. The weight of her words makes me sad. I had that with Derek and now I can never go back. He doesn't even know who I am. And I'm not so naive as to think that Liam will naturally come around and want some semblance of a normal relationship with me. I'd be more surprised to find out that unicorns are real. Well... actually. I should probably ask about that. "Hey," Kara says while resting her hand on my knee. "If anyone can get through to Alpha, it's you. He needs you just as much as the pack does."

My stomach felt like I just ate an entire block of ice. A laugh tried to rise up again, that same reflective, bratty shield. But it didn't make it past my chest. Because suddenly I could see it. Not just the pack house whispers. Not just the couple of people who walked out earlier. Other packs. Other territories. Other leaders. People who would hear “human” and think weakness. People who would hear it and think blasphemy even if no one said the word out loud. People would hear it and smell opportunity. "So... this little box." I forced out, forcing myself to breathe, "is basically a magical group chat announcement that could get me killed?"