Cookie Run Kingdom Eclair Cookie Novels & Stories

He set his glass on the balcony, his hand then finding its way to the small of my back so that he could draw me in to him. His eyes shone as if the stars themselves burned within. He leaned forward and brushed his lips across mine. The sensation made my spine feel like it was made of champagne, bubbly and ready to float away. I pressed my lips against his, begging for a better taste. He opened his mouth, the effervescence of champagne permeating my senses. I smiled as I moaned softly. All I wanted was to drink his champagne kisses.

CLAIRE'S POV: Jennifer’s cookies were ridiculously good—crispy on the edges, soft in the center, and just the right amount of chocolate. We sat cross-legged on the kitchen stools, laughing over a meme she’d shown me while munching through our third batch. "You know," she said, licking a crumb off her thumb, "if I ever open a bakery, I’m naming it ‘Jennifer’s Justified Cravings.’" I chuckled. "You’d have to give me lifetime access. These cookies are basically therapy."

"The chocolate ones with the cream inside!" "Correct. And because you're brilliant and beautiful and my favorite person in this entire company—" "I don't work here," Cassidy interrupted. "Yet. You don't work here yet. Give it a few years." Shawn opened the box to reveal an assortment of pastries that probably cost more than most people's weekly grocery budget. "Pick whichever one you want, princess." Cassidy deliberated with the seriousness of someone choosing a life partner before selecting a chocolate éclair that was nearly as big as her head. "Thank you, Uncle Shawn! You're the best uncle ever!"

Another stroke of brisk air blew the strands over her face kissing the blossom now and then. 'Have it!', queen spoke sliding a plate full of pink macarons in her direction. She too bit one of these, dramatically smiling while chewing it, her eyes isn't moving for a flick from her face. She slightly frowned yet took a piece and bite into it, savouring it's delicious sweetness...'Have as much as you want. After you're done eating, clean the pool area!'

Mary asked, turning to Claire while she handed the cup to Elise. "Yes, I do. They are delicious. Thank you." Claire mentally slapped herself for failing to compliment the cookie before she was asked when it was the best she's had. "Cook Mary makes the best cakes and cookies here. Much better than those fancy restaurant cookies and cakes." A maid with blond shoulder-length hair, with freckles covered all over her face, said. Claire noticed there were two other people in the kitchen beside her, Mary and Elise - the freckled girl with a slight accent and a girl with black hair which reached her mid-back.

“Papa I want two cookies with choco milk……..” “No cookies, I hate cookies, I want a cake with my Chocmilk” Jordan said those lines as he stared at the tray with cakes and cookies. “Merida loved cookies…..” Jordan’s cold expression crumbled into softness as a tear rolled down his cheek, he looked broken when he let his emotion take over his plain face, Slowly he raised his hand in which he was holding the cookie and bit onto it. “Michel hated cookies…….” He spoke again as he slowly swallowed the cookie.

This is the moment I have been waiting for, and I try my best to keep my gaze on Kookie at this moment. “It is time,” the elder announces as he lifts the tablet, which bears Kookie’s name. “And now, the Alpha King will present our new member, Kookie Morningstar, with the stone tablet.” Kookie’s lips part in shock, and her eyes widen as she hears the name Kookie. At that moment, I catch the expression on Elias’s face—he is shocked as well. Oh, he is about to discover more about her, and I cannot wait until he knows that half the story about Sage Nightmoon is fake.

Abigail, that child was indeed shameless and had a character that was very much different from her parents. Claire was curious, when she was pregnant with Abigail, what did her brother or sister-in-law dream about? The two teenagers then entered Abigail's room and closed it as if deliberately leaving the two adults there staring at each other in confusion. "Sorry, sir." Claire said as she had nothing else to say. "Do you like snacks? My mom is a great baker." Claire opened the cupboard under the bar counter and took out two jars of different cookies. Antony chose to move closer and sat on the bar stool in front of Claire. "These are oatmeal chocoochips and these are ginger cookies. Are you a

“I know how much you love this place, and I want the entire realm to know how incredible my Luna is at baking and coffee!” She chuckled. “I love you, my King. You are the best mate ever.” “I love you too, Mum and Dad!” Calvin shouted, running into us, quickly adding a demand for cookies from his Aunt Vivian. Claire and I laughed. I scooped him up, twirling him around until he shrieked, wriggled free, and bolted off in pursuit of cookies. “Were you just abandoned for a sugar fix by your own son?” Claire teased, holding back a laugh.

Master Ruan finally decided to wear his shirt with his Master's badge on it, he now looks more respectable to me than a while ago, but I give an okay for having a good body build. We sat in front of his table, serving ourselves coffee and cookies. The cookie gave me a familiar vibe and I realized it's the same cookie you can buy in the Mystbread Cafe at the Golden City. The ingredients used in making these wonderful cookies are from here, top-quality ears of wheat made from the top-quality soil in the mountain of Zraidfeild. Guess why I knew this all, yup, Clara. She once brought a lot and barged into my room bragging about how delicious the cookies were and even told us the secret to why th