Cookie Run: Kingdom Angel Cookie Novels & Stories

she asked, bouncing on her stool. I chuckled, handing her a sparkly sprinkle tub. “We’ll make unicorns, hearts, stars, whatever your magical little mind wants.” Across the island, Chen piped up with a mouth full of dough. “I want to make a dinosaur cookie! A T-Rex! ROARRR!” Abby smirked as she looked up from the mixing bowl. “As long as your T-Rex doesn’t eat all the dough first.” He giggled. “Too late!” Dante chimed in from the speaker's corner. “We should name the cookies. This one…” he held up a lopsided blob, “is Sir Blob-a-lot.”

Chapter 38 A week later It was Angel's birthday the next day. Scarlet was making cookies for their little bundle of joy. Angel had invited all her friends. As per her wish, Ace had gifted her a bicycle and Scarlet baked her favorite Vanilla cake along with chocolate pudding. Angel was dressed pretty in a green ball gown that matched her turquoise eyes. It was time to blow the candles and sing the birthday song when there was a knock at the door. A parcel arrived for her from New York.

"Don't let us get in your way. Eat up okay." I smiled. "Sure." As I began digging into the meal again. This time, I took a bite of the very soft and creamy bread. "Hmmn!" I let out a pleased moan. "How is this bread so creamy." Gus chuckled. "That is Mom's special Angel wings bread." I raised an amused brow. "Angel what?" Freya chuckled beside Gus. "Angel wings dear. It is called that because everyone says it makes them feel like they are in heaven."

“We know. She’s tougher than you, probably.” “Oh, no doubt,” Damien agrees, earning a laugh from the group. Katie opens the cookie box, revealing an assortment of intricately decorated treats. “I baked these last night. There’s chocolate chip, oatmeal raisin, and some experimental ones with peanut butter and white chocolate.” Carol eyes the cookies eagerly. “You really know how to make a new mom feel spoiled.” Sarah pulls sandwiches from her bag, setting them on the table. “I figured you’d need something savory too. These are chicken salad and turkey avocado.”

He tells her. She lets out a squeal and does a little dance in her seat. I call it her happy food dance. I look around, and everyone is smiling at her. There is a sealed dish on her tray with something in it. She squeals again when she opens it. There are four large cookies with some type of cream in the middle. Nate asks Ms Amy what they are. I know for a fact that Ms Amy has just made a new best friend. The cookies themselves are chocolate mocha with raspberry almond cream filling. She pops the top back on and starts eating. I hear a growl, and we look over. Tyler is trying to get himself a cookie.

Kai moaned out loud before she turned back to exit the place. “These are the best ever goodies I have ever had,” I concurred as I closed my eyes and let the delicious explosion of the flavors of cinnamon and honey work their magic in my mouth. “Mhmm true,” Dominic said before stealing a protruding cookie from my mouth. “What the hell, Dominic !” I shouted as I threw a choco chip at the cookie thief’s forehead. “Oww ! That hurt,” Dominic frowned my way as he rubbed the flicked spot. “Here take this !” he exclaimed and quickly snagged the collar of my top before emptying a tray of ice inside my tee !!

I nod my head, because I believe false gestures are less cruel than false words. "Just be honest," she pleads. No. No way. I'm leaning against the kitchen jamb, meanwhile, Angelic is behind the counter, in front of the stove. In my right hand is something she just cooked. Angelic said they were chocolate chip cookies. She said they were Christmas cookies. But honestly, I still haven't found the taste of chocolate, just burnt dough and sadness. This is really bad. In fact, bad is an understatement. It's a disgrace.

Romario picked up a shrimp and teased me, dangling it above my lips. "Open up, pet." I laughed, taking a bite. The flavors exploded, and Romario chuckled. "Good?" I nodded, eyes wide. The main course, grilled chicken with roasted vegetables, was served. Romario stole bites from my plate, his fingers brushing mine. "Sharing is caring," he whispered. I playfully rolled my eyes. "You're going to make me fat." Romario grinned. "I'll enjoy every curve." Dessert, a rich chocolate mousse, arrived. Romario fed me a spoonful, his eyes sparkling.

Ted's standpoint Ever walked with a candy angel? Like a real one on land? Well, you can try Cookie for a start. She wore different shades of pink, too much pink that made her look like an anime candy princess. Why? She wore one of those funny anime puffy gown with different flashy pinks, another type of purplish pink boots that almost reached her knees, gloves, jewelries, beads, hairpins, makeup and the very finishing top, her hair and eye lens for the day were pink. Each pink took either a paler, darker, brighter or neon shade. So yes, she looked like an anime candy princess or pink vomit.

Angel hissed and they both pouted. "Who ate it?" "Archer!" Autumn said. "You!" Archer pointed back at her. "Kids.. who? Tell mommy the truth or she won't bake cookies for you in the future." I said, they both looked at each other. I turned to Angel who gestured me a thumbs up. "We both ate it but Archer ate 9." Autumn said and I closed my eyes. "You're the one who want it first!" Archer said. "Kids kids." I said.