Cookie Run Kingdom Herb X Sparkling Novels & Stories

"My dear son, why don't you fetch you and your lovely wife a glass of champagne?" Prince Blackscale rolled his eyes but left without protesting. Venus slowly gripped the sides of her dress once she saw Prince BlackScale leave for the drinks. He would most definitely have more than his fair share today. And this would result in tolerating insults and abuse later tonight. A reason she dreaded this ball. "I'm not a very big drinker," Venus said turning to Queen Petunia. "I'm just sure you haven't found what you like yet." Queen Petunia said. "For me, it's champagne. For the king, it's wine. For my Prince, it's ale."

“Yes, it is.” The Grand King scratched at his temple. “I’d like you and your team to start researching something... very specific.” Another awkward throat clearing. “Conceive control herbs.” The healer’s eyes twinkled as she chuckled, unsurprised. “Eight offspring in two hundred years. There’s certainly cause for concern.” “I mean… personally, I don’t mind,” King Daemonikai replied with a helpless shrug. “But when your mate starts giving you the stink eye every time you try to crawl between her legs, well… it’s time for action.”

I take a sip of his coffee with a sigh. He swiftly takes it from me and hands me my mug of anti-murder juice. “You can’t have da alcohol, you. You're supposed to be underage.” “Being underage didn’t stop me back then,” I deadpan. Tee grins. “Me neither.” He pours some of the alcoholic Irish cream into my coffee cup. Jaxson’s company makes this peanut-butter Irish cream, and it’s called Kelpie. Which goes along with his peanut-butter whiskey called Pooka. Both the pooka and the kelpie are horse creatures from Irish folklore.

"Kattie's buying her silence." "It's more than money," Clara said. "I trailed her back to the kitchens afterward. Watched through the window. She was mixing the King's evening tonic—the one the healers prepare to ease the tension left over from his rut. She pulled a small vial out from her bodice. Not the healer's medicine. Something else entirely. Clear liquid. Three drops into his cup, stirred in, and her hands were shaking the entire time she did it." Nausea rolled through me in a sickening wave.

Marcel's POV “So pretty much nothing here is out of the ordinary,” Kyle said, glancing up from his tablet. He's my assistant at King Enterprises—efficient, reliable, and always around. Between him and Edward, I can't decide who was more annoying, but Kyle got things done. “According to this, they make everything here the same way… just as you said but I did check, The ingredients are all herbal, good for the hair. We checked the last batch brought in last week—everything came back perfect.”

Crush smiles. “Wonderful, if you adjust the formula to only work for six days the kingdom will place a large order. I will also ask that you keep strict records of which Alphas purchase your product. While a wonderful tool it is dangerous to all of us if Rogues get a hold of it,” Mia told him. “The Royal Pack will also be a large customer. I have three mates, I may need to hide every now and then,” I smiled making Mia and Crush laugh happily. “I understand Luna, I’ll make a special batch for you personal use,” Crush promised as he took his permits and contracts.

Kelly had no trouble expressing her mind; she was not worried about Kingsley's mom being there. After the games, it was dancing time. We drank, twerked, and watched others dance till we were drunk. I did not even know when I got home. "It is good that you are awake, so you can chunk down the mixture," Reagan said, drawing me out of my recollection. "What is that?" "It is an herb that is supposed to cure hangovers quickly; I got it from the healers. it works, but it is bitter." "I could just take some coffee or hangover coffee and sleep everything off."

she beams widely. “All you need to do is pour one of these little guys into your bath and soak in it tonight,” Marie continues while reaching into her pocket to retrieve a set of two small glass bottles before throwing them in our direction, a confetti-like medley of herbs and powders held inside while a corkscrew lid keeps the contents inside safe. “What is it?” I allow my curiosity to get the better of me. “Something I’ve been working on for some time,” she rubs her hands together, a proud look consuming her face.

“We host a party, a big, lavish one, the whole pack will show up. And the herbs can be mixed into the food, the drinks... everything.” Rena’s eyes lit up immediately. “I knew there was a reason I liked you instantly.” Nicklaus let out a low whistle and chuckled. “Eva… gosh, that's such a brilliant shot." I tried so hard to hide my blush as they showered me with praise. “I just… I don’t know, do you think it makes sense? You know everyone lets their guard down at a party, no one questions what’s in their wine.” “It’s perfect,” Rena said, pushing her plate slightly aside. “We’ll need a few more hours to grind the herbs and bind them into consumable dust, it won’t alter the taste or smell, and

Evan replied as he patted Leo on his shoulder. “Okay, man, if you ever need to talk, I'm here," Leo said. "Are you going to the clinic today? I need to pick up some herbs for my stomach problems, and I could use your help. You know your way around there better than I do.". "Not today, Leo. I have to go somewhere. But don't worry, the clinic is only selling the real deal, and you're gonna be alright. See you around," Evan said, hurrying out of the classroom.