Cookie Run: Kingdom Pitaya Dragon Cookie Novels & Stories

Max said solemnly, “I have four flavors.” He knelt in front of the cooler and dramatically produced one juice box at a time like a magician. “Tropical Punch. Grape Explosion. Strawberry Storm. And…this one sounds dangerous. Mystic Mango.” Ella pointed at the last one, grinning. “That one.” Max handed it over with a mock bow. “Your wish is my command, mighty ruler of Shell Castle.” Daphne passed her a cookie and sat back, her hand brushing Landon’s again. This time, she didn’t pull away.

King Timodore said then he faced Noema. “My daughter Noema, let us play, cover Daddy with a glass shield and yourself then we will search for the serpent. Whoever got first will win Queen Mother’s oh-so-tasty baked cookies. Are you ready for our game?” Noema smiled so sweetly. Oh, she loves her Queen Mothers' delicious cookies. “You bet father, I will win. Let me do your request then.” Noema closed her eyes and playfully put a glass around her father and herself. When she opened her eyes, she gave her father a thumb sign.

What a creep. "Don't be afraid," he chuckled. "What do you want?" Sophie retorted, annoyance evident in her tone. "To talk to you," Ragnar smirked. "I was sleeping," Sophie sighed. "I know, but I still need to talk to you." "What is it, then? Speak." "That's not how you address a King," he chided, smirking. His glinting eyes looked even creepier in the dark. "And that's not how you treat a Princess," she shot back.

The pinnacle of honor, the Emperor’s First Guard, the dragon riders - Except he had said something different, this Bastien. Dragon masters, he had said. She had never heard the term before, and she didn’t know if she liked it. Not at all. It sounded - cruel, somehow. But that was a matter to inquire about another time, not now. “Here we are,” he announced after they passed by several branching corridors. “The greatest treasure in all the kingdom. Come and see.”

The company of Saphira couldn't fill the void. "Is this place hidden from the capital, Saphira?" I asked, playing out as Herneith once more, trying to distract myself from another topic. It was what Herneith longed to do, and partly, she was curious about the dragon lair she was in. "Yes. Mount Ras Zabayr is the human name of this place, but my people call it, Kurogist, or the Dragon Mountain. It is blanketed by my brother's energy, making it hidden from non-dragon entities. It blocks out any possible magic, too, or any unrelated connections to the dragon blood. This place is virtually a safe haven for our kind and soon, you and your children."

Meanwhile my hair smelled like coconut with a mixture of honey, lips covered with light shine, pulling lower lips out of my tooth grip. "Bite your lips back, I won't be able to control the thoughts that I have," Dragon said, on fire. My breath was on and off. Dragon approached a revolution and deprivation in his eyes: "I know you're approaching me only to retaliate!" "Even if I killed you now," I stood on my heel and grabbed him near his black collar. "You'll do me a favor, you idiot, then I'll die on your hand, Jenny."

Damontry stood next to Baekhyun and then Chen, ready to go off at any moment as soon as the signal started. It had already begun when the roar of the four dragons resounded near the queen, who took a seat among the kings. Her throne was decorated with flowers that sprout in a few seconds. They fired different colors of fire, so that all the participants went for a while climbing the giant volcano under the eyes of the masses who watched them through screens, encouragement and applause, which was specific to: every kingdom. Damontry already forgot that she's not alone in the competition and has to team up with Baekhyun and Chen, she ran in a blink to the top of the volcano while Baek and Che

Her knees gave out, and she hit the stone floor with a heavy thud. The old Dragon King let out a booming, resonant laugh. He strode forward, snatching the bundle from her trembling arms, eager to unveil the prize. "Magnificent! Magnificent!" the old king bellowed. "The grandson I have prayed centuries for has finally arrived! The royal lineage endures!" But the very next second, as his eyes fully adjusted to the creature nestled in the silk, his face underwent a catastrophic transformation. Kail crowded closer, peering over his father's shoulder. The moment his gaze locked onto the infant, a monstrous, white-hot fury erupted from his throat.

I was the lowest-born black serpent in the Serpent Clan, yet the Dragon Court's most honored crown prince chose me as his bride. He gave up his betrothal to my sister, surrendered his place as heir, and walked away from the Dragon Court for me. I was moved beyond words and became his wife. But after I gave birth to only a black serpent, he flew into a rage. He crushed our baby beneath his foot, then killed me with a single strike of his sword. As I was dying, I saw hatred burning in his eyes. "If I'd known you were this useless, I should've married your sister!" Only then did I learn the truth. I was the woman of fate named in the Dragon Court's forbidden book, the one born with primord

Missy held out the paper and Caelum takes it from her, skimming through them. “The proposal includes four of the new products: exploding chocolate bombs, diamond nougat lockets, color changing crystal pops and treasure buttercups, Sora-sama.” “Insisting on the crystal pops, again?” “70% of the kids were amazed at the color changing property, sama .”