Cookie Run Kingdom Red Velvet 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.

His glance conveyed all his frustration, saying, ‘You young people and your newfangled tools! But then a smile appeared on his face and he mumbled, “At least, the cake is good.” Milli laughed as he took another huge forkful, eyes shining his pleasure at the flavor. “It’s called black velvet, a buttermilk cake flavored with dark cocoa powder and espresso. It is my friend’s birthday today and this was his favorite. I left one for him in another friend’s freezer as a surprise.” “You’re a very good person, young lady,” Ben said softly. “And an excellent baker.”

I know he wont agree though I say no so I said okay he asked me to eat but iam not feeling like eating we went for company iam going for meeting he said "go for meeting but afterwards you need to eat something so say what you want" I said "red velvet cake ,hot chocolate and strawberry crusher" he is looking at me weirdly but nodded his head I smiled and went for meeting after meeting I came back to my cabin prince is working with his laptop when I went he closed it and made me sit on his lap he asked "are you okay now"

I gulped slightly as I shot my dad a look for encouragement, but the old fart instantly warmed at the idea of time for high tea and sat at the chair closest to whom I could only assume was Lucy’s father. I went to the chair next to Axel and hesitantly reached for a chocolate haystack. The Queen snorted and laughed a little, the dark and boding presence of the King shooting her a look of mild annoyance with a hint of curiosity. “You know..” she said after I took my first bite. “That those are the very first cookies I sold to Teddy here.” She smiled. “Honey.” He glared down at his plate, obviously his bad cop routine falling apart in the midst of his wife.

The obsession he had had when he had been a child seemed to belong to Kate now. His eyes fell onto the pack of Rhubarb and Custard. On the plane here, Kate had been talking about the foods and snacks that she wanted to get her hands on once they landed in London because she could not find them back in the States and one of the things she had mentioned was the good old Rhubarb and Custard. The Rhubarb, which had a slightly sour taste, was the half red part of the candy, while the creamy and sweet tasting Custard was the half yellow one. He had warned her that she might not be able to find them easily considering those were traditional British sweats and he was not sure where to find them thes

Focusing on the furniture and objects that scattered the room, I first noticed the large bed that sat in the middle, against the back wall. While the bed in the museum's playroom was simple-looking, this one was much bigger and designed with more attention to detail. The four-poster bed had been adorned with baroque carvings that matched the lining of the crimson-colored velvet headboard. Embellished with the same shade of red, the mattress was covered in nothing but a flat velvet material. Opposite of the bed was a couch with the same fabric and carvings. Narrowing in on the canopy of the bed, there were restraints and hooks on every side, allowing me to imagine the hundreds of scenes one c

Perhaps not that night, but as soon as he felt more comfortable and let his guard down. Shortly after their exchange, four servants carried out a large layered cake, decorated with edible jewels made of colored sugar. The cake was four layers tall, and each layer was a unique flavor. Each flavor was one native to the kingdom of Treiaul: a tree nut flavor similar to almond, a fruit flavor like a cross between a coconut and a banana, a coffee flavor of specific beans only grown in their forests, and a liquor flavor made with mulled wine. They sliced the cake thinly and distributed each piece amongst the partygoers. She then leaned over to explain the different flavors to Hayward.

I laughed she must got some major tea if we need to have food and listen All the teenagers decided to go up to Cams room and eat our food, it was only me Te, Cam, Sam, Kayla and Jon Kay and Jon are Te and Cams cousins. "ite girl now spill the beans" I said cause I was tired of the suspense. "okay okay so like on my second week of college I went shopping for supplies and I met this tall cute caramel daddy at the store, we get to talking he tell me his name Jalen and he in his second semester at a college not to far from mine, anyway we chitchat for a bit then we exchange numbers long story shortened we go on dates have fun blasé blasé two weeks later I come to his crib we kissing and--"

“Mr. King absolutely loves my cooking.” Adrian nodded profusely. “Yes! The beef was awesome. I’ve never tried nutty beef, but it was amazing!” “Now, Taylor, don’t forget about the cookies,” Adrian reminded. Inner Devil: ‘Told you it was about the cookies.’ Guardian Angel: ‘Maybe a little of both?’ “Yeah. I made those, especially for Mr. King,” Taylor said with a wide grin. Riley motioned toward the dessert tray, pointing at the pistachio chocolate cookies. “These are all for Adrian?”

His voice was low, controlled. "I don't get many chances to wear it." The door closed behind us with a solid sound. I suddenly felt cut off from the rest of the world. In the living room, he came up behind me and, without asking, slipped my coat off my shoulders. His fingers brushed my bare skin for a second too long. "I see," he murmured. He left with my coat and returned with two glasses. "White or red?" "Red." He gave me a brief look, as if that answer confirmed something. He poured the wine slowly, then handed me a glass. Our rims touched lightly.