Novel & Cerita Cookie Run: Kingdom Angel Cookie

Chaol stole glances at Asty who was observing the movement of the flame in the fireplace. The young woman's eyes were locked upon the ashy trace as she brought some biscuits inside her mouth. Vanilla-flavored confectionery cookies. These are the same snacks the King had offered them before they had left the Palace. He was reminded carefully to give the can of cookies to Asty so that she could eat them. The King also had this scowl on his face when he told him not to dare take a single piece of it. He was cruel. He remembered his words clearly:

“Mr. King absolutely loves my cooking.” Adrian nodded profusely. “Yes! The beef was awesome. I’ve never tried nutty beef, but it was amazing!” “Now, Taylor, don’t forget about the cookies,” Adrian reminded. Inner Devil: ‘Told you it was about the cookies.’ Guardian Angel: ‘Maybe a little of both?’ “Yeah. I made those, especially for Mr. King,” Taylor said with a wide grin. Riley motioned toward the dessert tray, pointing at the pistachio chocolate cookies. “These are all for Adrian?”

“We should open a bakery one day.” “Oh really?” Maya asked, brushing a bit of flour from Anika’s hair. “And what would we call it?” “Anika & Maya’s Cookie Kingdom!” she said without hesitation. “That’s a very long name,” Maya teased. “Then just ‘The Cookie Kingdom.’” Maya smiled. “Alright, but only if you promise to actually sell the cookies and not eat them all before the customers arrive.” Anika giggled. “No promises.” The timer dinged, and the first batch came out golden-brown, the chocolate chips glistening slightly. The maids applauded dramatically as Anika held the tray — with both oven mitts on — and presented the cookies like a prized treasure.

All and by now as she is resting her hand on her table with the plated name of hers and her title as the vice-president. “Not that long, almost an hour.” Replying as Alliah gave her the cookies and poured her-her favorite tea. “Emie baked some cookies. Try it, it’s the best!” Alliah praises knowing that sweets are her weakness. A thing that never changes, a nature that was small, but a trivial one that JK is all smiles and deeper about. Knowing that the maiden and his current’s loop of six and the past of this time, is the crown princess that didn’t change.

I gulped slightly as I shot my dad a look for encouragement, but the old fart instantly warmed at the idea of time for high tea and sat at the chair closest to whom I could only assume was Lucy’s father. I went to the chair next to Axel and hesitantly reached for a chocolate haystack. The Queen snorted and laughed a little, the dark and boding presence of the King shooting her a look of mild annoyance with a hint of curiosity. “You know..” she said after I took my first bite. “That those are the very first cookies I sold to Teddy here.” She smiled. “Honey.” He glared down at his plate, obviously his bad cop routine falling apart in the midst of his wife.

“The teacher said it must be home made.” Mama was rolling out the dough on the rolling surface. “We made Vanilla cookies and strawberry cookies.” I licked my lips dramatically. “Yemmi,” I groaned. “I wish I was with you guys.” Angelo sighed, “Yeah.” “What’s wrong baby?” I asked. “Nothing, Mom,” Angelo said. “I just missed you.” “I missed you too, baby,” I smiled. “Do you want me to buy you things from here?” He didn’t hear me, busy arguing with aunt Merinda of what colour they should add to the strawberry cookie.

And suddenly…I knew exactly how I wanted to spend it. Me: I'm off today. Three dots appeared almost immediately. Angel: Come see me. I smiled. Me: Now? Is the Den even open this early? Angel: It opens when I say it does. A laugh escaped me. Arrogant bastard. Me: I'll be there soon. Angel: I'll be waiting, kitten. My stomach fluttered. The Angel's Den felt completely different during the day. Mostly because it was empty. No music. No masked strangers. No bartenders. Just the quiet elegance of black marble, burgundy furniture and gold. My heels echoed through the enormous room.

I suddenly felt a gentle squeeze in my hand as Keir whispered in his magnetic voice, “I am sorry. I didn’t know about your mom or I wouldn’t have asked about it.” Smiling at him, I only managed to mumble feebly, “It is alright.” Suddenly, noticing some green sparkling powder, I asked curiously, “What is that? It looks beautiful.” “That is Addicto, a rare and poisonous drug. Don’t even look at that,” Keir warned instantly, pulling me closer. He added irritatedly, “Damn! That stall is overcrowded. I don’t understand why everyone is paying to buy death.” While giggling, I pointed at another stall, “What about visiting that stall? It is called ‘Angel’s den’. Do you wanna meet some angels?”

Royal said. "Oh thank you" Kendall said. Royal kept eating. "Morning World!!" Angel ran in and quickly took a seat beside Royal. "Wow,looking delicious" She grinned and Royal frowned at her. "What......" "Morning world? That's all?" He asked and Angel blinked. "What are you waiting for?" Royal asked and Angel faced Kendall. "Good morning mom" She said and Kendall smiled. Royal scoffed and kept eating. "Enjoy" Kendall said to Royal and left them.

Elena I threw the door to Annie and Hannah’s room open. I grinned at them. “I have a cookie for the one that irritates Osprey and Gerald the most.” Annie giggled and shoved Hanna. “That cookie is mine.” Hannah eyed me. “What kind of cookie?” Toya poked her head from around my back before hiding back behind me. “It’s caramel chocolate chip,” she whispered. Priscilla bounced into the room. “I want in but I don’t need the cookie. I’ll do it for free.”