Cookies The New Classics Novels & Stories

“Congratulations and we thank everyone for making time for this auction have a loving evening “ “Mr. Cruz, yet again you stole another exquisite beauty from me “accused by Malcolm Green “Mr. Green am lucky I guess “Ray answered “Luck runs out one day” Malcolm Green shot back “Maybe but today is my day and I will make the most out of it“ “Ray, is Malcom Green bothering you again” asked Gideon Bronze, the Vice President of the Minister of Finance office “No, just congratulating me for winning yet another pearl into my ocean“ “A pearl, no this one takes the lead in all of them, a phoenix “ “I like that a phoenix, that will be her stage name“ “Good, I cannot wait to see her in action, Ray train

“We should open a bakery one day.” “Oh really?” Maya asked, brushing a bit of flour from Anika’s hair. “And what would we call it?” “Anika & Maya’s Cookie Kingdom!” she said without hesitation. “That’s a very long name,” Maya teased. “Then just ‘The Cookie Kingdom.’” Maya smiled. “Alright, but only if you promise to actually sell the cookies and not eat them all before the customers arrive.” Anika giggled. “No promises.” The timer dinged, and the first batch came out golden-brown, the chocolate chips glistening slightly. The maids applauded dramatically as Anika held the tray — with both oven mitts on — and presented the cookies like a prized treasure.

Just…different. “You taste that?” I asked. Ivan frowned, expression changing. “Actually…” “What?” His eyes widened. “I do not think these are the complimentary cookies.” “What?” I spluttered. “They’re the special menu.” “The what now?” “The—” His chair scraped backward, and he scrubbed a hand over his face. “Oh…” I blinked. “What?” “They’re cannabis cookies.” I stared at him. “…You have got to be kidding me.” He winced.

I returned the gesture and replied; “An iced latte, please.” “Alright. Your order will be ready in a few minutes. Would you like any snack to go with that?” “Oh, you have snacks? What’s on the menu?” I gasped, squealing excitedly. Ariel tapped the electronic screen with a bright red nail, her expression softening even further at my joyful one. “We have an array of croissants with different flavors and fillings. There’s also the pies, apple, pumpkin, coconut….um…there’s also the cakes; ice cream cakes are also included. Also, since you’re a first-time customer, company policy demands that your first two pastries be on the house, especially if you pick th triple chocolate brownie.”

The drive was a little hectic with all the other people in the city wanting to take advantage of the weekend and get out of town. I made it to his house with five minutes to spare. It was a gorgeous home. It was obviously very expensive, but it was very tasteful. I loved it. I headed for the front door and rang the bell. Christopher answered almost immediately. “Hi,” he greeted me with a warm smile. “I brought cookies,” I said holding them out. “They are store-bought but I’m sure they’ll be good.” “Thank you and store-bought is just fine with me. Come in.”

“Come in before I start chewing through wires.” She entered and set the tray down on the low table beside my desk. On it were four small pieces of chocolate, neatly labeled with mini flags stuck in each square. “I know it’s technically Friday, but I couldn’t wait. New blend. Maybe a new flagship product, if it passes your grumpy standards.” I reached for the first one—labeled “C3.” I bit into it slowly. Let the flavor unfold. Rich Tanzanian cocoa, mid-notes of elderflower, just a trace of almond to deepen the finish.

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.

She wondered if it was Christmas cookies, but it was still far away from Christmas. When she got closer, she noticed a lot of people were lining up to get their cookies. The person handing out the cookies were Ash and another woman in a beige suit. Coco’s eyes widened at the woman. It was Layla Stone, her nightmare in university! Layla no longer had long straight hair. Instead, she had wavy curls and makeup on, making her look even prettier than back then. "Coco, meet Ms. Stone. I heard that you guys were classmates in university." Ash waved to Coco. "Ms. Stone is the sponsor of our TV series. Her company has come out with a new cookie flavor this year, and she’s here to share with us."

Kari asked, walking in and stopping by her brother, ruffling his hair as he looked up at her. "Yep. I hate to leave you guys, but it’s back to the grind of life for me." He pushed out his lip and Lisa patted his thigh. "I'm sure you'll make do. You always do, right?" He winked at her and reached for another scone, Kari leaning over to grab one, too. "These look great." Kari looked over at Sicily. "What kind are they?" "Cinnamon Vanilla Pecan. Trying something new today." She shrugged.

Setting the tray down on the table between them, she took a cookie then lifted her glass for a sip of wine. “Really? Cookies and wine?” “Listen, separately, they’re both good,” Sparkle explained, waving her cookie at the plate, challenging him to join her. “But together, they’re… pure Heaven.” The cookies were good, Kaleb thought, reaching out to pick one up and bite in. All he’d had to do was close his eyes so he wasn’t faced with iced, sprinkled Santas and they were just cookies. “That’s good.” “Thanks.” Sparkle sat back in the chair.