Cookie Run Story Novels & Stories

If Mom hadn't held me back, I would've polished off all the plates in front of us. Once we got back to the hotel, Mom and I lay in bed and talked until I dozed off in her arms, too tired to continue. I felt so glad that I'd cut my losses in time. Finally, I felt happy again. Everything would've been perfect—if Harrison hadn't come looking for me once more. Three days later, I was working overtime when a colleague told me that someone was outside the office building waiting for me. I knew who it was, but I didn't want to see Harrison, so I ignored that and carried on with my work. It was late at night when my colleague and I finally left the office. To my shock, Harrison was still there.

Luna embarked on a journey to craft a powerful narrative that would resonate with her customers and convey the essence of her brand. To create her brand story, Luna delved into the origins of her business. She explored her personal journey, the challenges she faced, and the inspiration that drove her to start her own brand. Luna discovered that her passion for creativity, her love for nature, and her desire to make a positive impact on the world were at the core of her brand's identity. She weaved these elements together to form a captivating narrative that would engage her audience.

Carmen takes one more sniff before finishing, “some kind of peanut butter and chocolate cookie.” Karamea lifts the cloche and everything is exactly as Carmen said, down to the garlic butter coating the steak. “Holy, shit!” I stare at Carmen in amazement. She smirks at me and comes over to grab her tray. “Every damn time,” Karamea says, shaking her head. “What are these cookies?” “Buckeyes. Big thing around here,” I reply, grabbing my tray as well. We sit at the coffee table in front of the TV in the guest room. Conversation starts a little slow as we are consumed by the amazing food in front of us. But eventually we break the silence, getting to know each other.

I didn't want to go through the pain of losing another. __________ By the end of the movie there were some left over cookies. Florentine had been present with the rest but carl was stuck in her mind all through. She was hoping Thea would invite Carl. She thought things would be less awkward after he joined in the weekend's game last time. She went to her room but her feet had been itching her to go to his room. She didn't want to think about the reason she was craving to see him, she just wanted to go over to his room and hand him some cookies... Although the cookies were just an excuse to see him.

Wait, I focus my state on Roman who is already looking at me like he is waiting for me to figure something out. "Roman, this cookie is the same one we fought over the first day we met at the grocery store" I explain, with a bit of surprise and a hint of confusion. Roman is not confused however and I know my thought process is right. I continue, crazed now, "You had dozens of this same cookie stacked in your house and you fought with me over one dusty pack of the same cookie!?" I sound exasperated, and bewildered. I wait for him to deny it, to say it's not the same cookie, or that they didn't have it then or something, anything.

APRIL 4TH, 2023 Hello lovelies, Thank you so much for sticking with me through the slow updates and for following Cookie and Jamie’s story after the first book. I appreciate your support and it means a lot to me as a growing author. I’m glad to announce that this is the end of Cookie and Jamie’s love story and this is the end of the second book in the series. If you’d love to know more about the teaser at the end of the epilogue and also know of Rose’s secrets and crimes, then look out for the next book and the last book in the series, titled THE BILLIONAIRE’S CAPTIVE, coming out on APRIL 2OTH, 2023.

I settled beside her, close enough to catch the faint scent of her shampoo…something floral and clean that made my pulse quicken despite the domestic tranquility of the moment. "So," I said to Caesar, who was watching me with curious eyes, "what other adventures have this muffin had?" "Oh!" Caesar perked up immediately. "One time he met a cookie who was sad because nobody wanted to eat him!" "Why didn't anyone want to eat the cookie?" I asked, genuinely curious now. "Because he was shaped funny," Caesar explained with the gravity of someone sharing state secrets. "Like a squiggly line instead of a circle." "That's terrible," I said seriously. "What did the muffin do?"

Taking advantage of his height, he stood up while the black-haired girl jumped around trying to snatch what was left. "That cookie cost me 80 euros!" she protested. "What kind of lunatic spends 80 euros on a single diet cookie?" "I bought it on eBay… You’re so inconsiderate! You didn’t even ask; you just took it! I told you it was mine and you ate it anyway!" she scolded him, frowning in an adorably furious way. "Well, I already ate it… Tough luck, like a grinning piranha!* And I did you a favor eating that thing—it could’ve been poisoned!"

I need to steal just a few moments for just us. I sat on a stool by the counter top cutting up fruit as Cookie made french toast, bacon, and brewed a carafe of coffee. “I will miss mornings like this when you and your Luna move to your new home, Alpha Frankie,” Cookie said as she deftly turned the bread and then bacon in their pans.

Me crossing the room, leaning in to kiss Kyrian on the cheek and the one second I stayed, paused and stretched into many seconds. I scrolled past it and the headlines were something else entirely. PLAYBOOK'S CONNIE AND KYRIAN: ARE THEY THE REAL DEAL? THE KISS THAT BROKE THE INTERNET—CRESTFIELD'S COUPLE CHEMISTRY. I stared at that last one for a moment longer than the others. "Are you seeing the memes?" Hori said, still chattering like a broken radio. "Connie there's a whole thread—" "I see them."