Cookie Run Red Velvet Cookie Novels & Stories

Her eyes flicked to the people nearby, to Leon, who was still deep in conversation across the room, and then back to me. She tried to recover. “I heard they brought out dessert,” she said quickly, turning toward a nearby display table. “Don’t you still like the red velvet with lemon cream? That used to be your favorite, remember?” I followed her gaze—and there it was. The same cake. Red velvet, white frosting, with lemon cream tucked between layers. The flavor that had clung to the back of my throat the night I was humiliated for the entire room to see. My chest went still.

Jake assured her. " You wouldn't say that if I turned into a ball," she murmured. " Allie, I think you're perfect now, and I'll think you're perfect even if you gain fifty pounds," he assured her. That statement made us peaceful for the rest of the time we stood there. In the end, we chose the red velvet with white chocolate and berries, which Pyotr liked, while Allie and Jake chose the vanilla one with fondant. " I think we set a record here, Allie," I commented as we left the store after spending almost the entire morning trying the cakes.

I told him. I was about to say something else when my oven dinged. “You guys came at the right time. I was trying to recreate one of Nana’s recipes,” I told him, inviting him into the house. “Recreating? I am curious to see how that will go,” Dax said, chuckling. He walked into the house and settled into the couch. “I made her special red velvet cookies! I really hope it tastes nice,” I told both of them. I was craving so badly that I had to call to beg for the recipe.

Hence, the covert operation: baking her a surprise birthday cake and finalizing our party plans. The ingredients lay sprawled on the counter: flour, sugar, eggs, chocolate, vanilla extract, and a myriad of decorations. I’ve decided on a red velvet cake with cream cheese frosting—her absolute favorite. As I start mixing the batter, a shadow unexpectedly looms over me. Startled, I nearly drop the whisk. Turning around, I’m met with the piercing gaze of Karl. He stands there, his arms crossed, a mixture of annoyance and curiosity evident in his brown eyes.

He looked round nervously to make sure no one had seen him ogling her. Corvette went to the house, got a drink and returned. “Thanks Luke, I appreciate that. Here, have a cookie on me,” she said as she handed him one of her creamy cookies. “Thanks Corvette,” Luke said as he took it from her hand and took a bite. “Nice?” Corvette enquired. “Wow, that is amazing. It has such a nice taste, what do you put in them?” Luke asked curiously. “Well, all the usual stuff. But there is one secret ingredient,” Corvette told him with a sneaky smile.

"Will cupcakes work? I have chocolate and vanilla." "That's pretty good. You didn't know my favorite is carrot cake. But now you do." He eagerly picked up the little dessert. "Thank you." His eyes were bright and sparkled in the sun. "You're most welcome. And I promise, next time, I'll have carrot cake just for you." "Cora's favorite is red velvet. If you have two flavors." "I'll remember that, too." She handed him a napkin to wipe the icing from his freckled cheeks.

Two days with her and she already understands how my mind works. “And delicious fresh-baked cookies.” I spit the sentence out so fast it all sounds like one word. “They do traditional flavors, seasonal flavors, and two weekly flavors that they rotate, and this week it’s blueberry lemon and salted caramel chocolate chip and both of those are my favorite!” Goddess, I am rambling like fucking Wesley right now.

I asked another thing, though the display shows brownies as well. "Yes." "Brownies or cookies. What do you think?" Yeah, I knew. It was a silly question. Still, I asked to prolong our interaction. Ruby took a deep breath and closed their eyes as if to suppress anger and not snap at me. "It depends on your preference. Both cake and cookies are worth trying." "You know what I like. But, okay. I will take the cake. The red velvet. I want two. One for you and one for me to enjoy while waiting for you working at the cafe there."

" Charis yelled. "I love you both, thank you." Looking up at them, I said. "We love you as well, baby." Let's eat some cake now." Jenny stated. I set aside my gifts and amused Jenny and Charis by cutting the cake and giving them each a piece. My favorite cake was red velvet, with buttercream frosting and chocolate ganache. Charis, Jenny, and I continued to talk about what was going on in our lives, including Travis and Charis's relationship, which is now official.

At Aeron sounding like he might be relinquishing a little control. He laughs, his hand grazing my cheek. “Rosalie.” He murmurs and it takes all my control not to flush with arousal, right here, right in front of his entire family. His lips curl like he can see it in my face, and I wonder if this is also a tease. “….Rosalie, this cake is incredible.” Savannah says and we both turn quickly. I made a three-tiered red velvet and mascarpone cake especially for today. It’s not my favourite but everyone else seems to love it and I know Savannah has a seriously sweet tooth.