Cookie Run Kingdom Custard Cookie Novels & Stories

Charlotte POV: "Do you think I made enough cookies?" I stared at the piles and piles of freshly baked cookies that were covering every inch of the counter. I made a small variety of shortbread, chocolate chip macadamia cookies, chocolate chip cookies, and macadamia cookies. The chocolate chips and nuts sunk deeply into the soft, baked dough, making sure that the eater had a taste of them with each and every bite. "If Timothy stops eatin' them they'll be more than enough." Raven sneered.

Our desserts are bought to our table by Perseus the was a nice selection on offer glad I let sampson choose to order. Perseus put another plate down in the middle of the table with round cookie looking things all in various colours he looks to me and says “you can’t come here without trying these I made them myself they are a big hit here they are on the house” I pick up a pink one and bite into it my mouth it feels like I’m having an orgasm they are delicious it’s a combination of a crunchy outside layer then it breaks into a chewy texture with a cream filling that’s not too over powering. I smile in delight what are these cookies called they are the best sweet I’ve ever eaten. He giggles a

When she had just reached the eighth grade, Carol would often go over to Kookie after school because Adam had a part-time job over there while he was in the twelfth grade. Carol loved the cookies at Kookie, so Carol would often stuff more cookies into her bag. Every time she finished eating it, Carol would say, “It tastes so good. Once I’m rich, I’ll reserve this place. That way, I can eat the cookies here every day.” It was just a joke back then. She was not expecting Adam to still remember it. She received a message. It was still from Adam. [Have you eaten them? Try them and see whether the cookies still taste the same.]

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.

Then I passed her Giant Max’s cup so she could fix it too. When everyone was set, she sat in her chair and picked up a cookie. That was our cue that it was okay to start, and I did the same. The cookies were soft, but not because they were the soft baked kind. These were on the cusp of being stale and were pretty much falling apart. Would it have killed my stepmother to buy fresh cookies so Riley would have some decent treats for her tea party? Crystal was on another diet, which meant that all sweets were banned

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.

Julia made the dough, and I mixed the cinnamon and brown sugar. "Austin, can you check our website if we have any orders yet?" I asked while I was on my phone looking at the influencers' social media. "Oh! We have a lot of orders of oatmeal cookies," he said. "How about the brownies?" Julia asked. "One dozen brownies and two dozen oatmeal cookies," he said. "That's great! I love the oatmeal cookies as well," I said. While I was browsing on my social media. A "Look at this!" I said excitedly. Austin and Julia looked at my phone. "This YouTuber was eating our oatmeal cookies," I said.

It’s delicious. It’s also safe. Mom and I planned for this. I had correctly guessed the Alpha King’s suspicious nature would make him question me. He likely thought we were out to poison him for real. While I eat the cookie that I was ready to fake give to him, the Alpha King picks his own from my plate. We’ve planned for this too. The only cookies left on the plate were ones laced with the laxative. He eagerly eats it. I’m not surprised. Mom’s chocolate chunk cookies are delicious, and the laxative shouldn’t be detectable in the mix.

Anna The scent of slow-roasted meat, rich spices, and caramelized sugar filled the air, wrapping around customers like a warm embrace. The Queen's Delights was the crown jewel of the city's culinary scene, known for its best selection of pastries and the most tender, mouthwatering meats money could buy. A five-star confectionery that I had carved it into existence with the same precision I used when slicing through flesh. Who would ever believe that behind the pristine glass counters and glowing five-star reviews, the owner was the popular Queen of Doom.

“More bread dough in there?” “No, silly. Bread dough is best when it’s hand kneaded. I’m also making cookies.” “For Anton?” “And for you. White chocolate chip macadamia nut are your favorite, right?” “Yeah. How’d you know?” Domini lightly smacked him with the oven mitt. “Need I remind you of all the meals you’ve eaten at Dewey’s the past two years? I’ve memorized your favorite foods and the ones you hate.” Cam lifted an eyebrow. “Now you have me worried, princess.”