Cookie Run Kingdom Parfait Cookie の小説・ストーリー

' Alesteria thought as she gazed at Parie intently. Parie was munching away, enjoying the cookie that she had snuck from the platter that was located near the other table where Xerxes worked. It was sweet, with a little bit of tanginess from somewhere which Parie thinks is from a lemon or orange incorporated in the cookies. It was still good, but the more she eats it, the more she feels light-headed. 'I think this sweet is from the east, or south? I don't know but it tastes good!' She said as she took another bite.

Faera explained to Barrett, she’s supposed to be the one to punish Cliverio, however, her past action cannot be at fault as well, it was for the best. “Had I known he would be in such a state, I should have snapped his head at that time.” Barrett smiled to console her friend. “Regretting it won’t help, however you have a reason why you did that right?” “As expected, only Barrett can understand.” Both girls felt the weight on their chest has been lifted, then two other girls entered the tea room with cheerful faces. “We’re here and we brought some cookies! It was the limited edition that was released by Eddie and Yngs pastries!” Mielle immediately brought out the freshly baked cookies and the

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."

' thought king Damien angry . " Fine ! By the way , there are some delicious small pastries filled with caramel cream on the table inside . If you want , you can get some . " said king Damien with a devilish smirk . " Sure ! " said Charlotte with a smile . ' Handsome boys with abs and delicious caramel cream pastries........Perfect combination .' thought Charlotte and got up from her seat then went inside to take the pastries that king Damien was talking about . When Charlotte got up , king Damien took his mask off and unbuttoned his shirt a little .

“Let’s go before she drags us there by force.” We end up at a little neon-lit shop on the corner, sticky floors and rainbow sprinkles everywhere. Kenzie orders something violently pink with gummy worms sticking out. Claire gets mint chocolate chip, Aaron orders plain vanilla—of course he does—and I go for cookies and cream, which immediately wins me “coolest grown-up” status with Kenzie.

Onia added, letting her visitors breathe. Then, a small army of servants walked into the large room and sorted colorful and delicious scones, mini tarts and cupcakes, strawberry shortcake and fruity parfaits, all kinds of pastries, sweet and salty, without letting out the classic cucumber sandwiches. “Please, let’s have a seat,” King Evan offered, guiding the group with his extended hand, and all of them followed, taking their places one near the other on one of the sides of the table. “So, have you had THE talk already?” Onia said before biting on her fruit parfait.

I brought out a tray with two steaming mugs of coffee and a plate of freshly baked scones, setting it gently on the table between us. “This one’s choco-chip and peanut butter,” I said, pointing to the golden-brown pastries. “The kids are allergic to nuts, so I don’t make them often, but they’re my favourite.” The king picked one up, his expression softening with a quiet kind of nostalgia. “This happens to be my favourite flavour too,” he said, surprising me. “Really?” I asked, raising an eyebrow as I took a sip of my coffee. He nodded, taking a slow bite of the scone and humming approvingly. “I like anything with this flavor. There is something about the way the sweetness balances with the r

They looked very intimate. The wedding ring I had begged him to wear for five years was not on his finger. In the video, a big hand held a smaller one, and matching rings shone on their fingers in the light. That was when I realized that he did not actually hate red dresses, women in makeup, and his ring. He only hated them because of me. He did not love me. I cried until my tears ran dry and accepted the system’s offer to bind me to the Perfect Partner System.

Parang kiti-kiti siya na kanina pang pabiling-biling sa higaan sa tuwing makikita niya ang garapon ng cookies na ibinigay nito sa kanya. Ayon dito, ito mismo ang nag-bake noon para sa kanya nang malamang paborito niya ang cranberry and white chocolate cookies ng Cafè mi Amore. Talagang nag-effort pa itong aralin yun para lang sa kanya... 'That's the sweetest thing!' Usually, guys will just give her expensive gifts, but him? 'Oh my gosh, I'm lost in this game, but I don't care!'