Cupid Cookies Novels & Stories

She is still the sweetest thing I have eaten. “Those look good.” Riley states. My eyebrows shoot up damn near to my hairline. My precious jewel just growled at Riley. Let me say that again, she growled. Riley smirks at her, which means she has growled at him before. She threatens his life, telling him that if he even thinks about touching any of this, he will die a painful death. The glare she is sending him could kill, but Riley just laughs. She picks up one of the cookies and tells me about them. They are a mixture of white and dark chocolate with cherry filling. The cupcakes are made with the same flavors. I make a mental note of this. That way, I know what to get her when I nee

“Thanks.” We headed over to the ceramic container that was clearly labeled cookies. Upon closer inspection, the smaller writing beneath read “AKA Weston’s drops of sugary goodness. Eat at your own risk.” I laughed, knowing it was probably Sophie herself who had purchased it. Reaching in, I brought out two cookies, one for me and Sophie to split, and one for Ari.

she asked, bouncing on her stool. I chuckled, handing her a sparkly sprinkle tub. “We’ll make unicorns, hearts, stars, whatever your magical little mind wants.” Across the island, Chen piped up with a mouth full of dough. “I want to make a dinosaur cookie! A T-Rex! ROARRR!” Abby smirked as she looked up from the mixing bowl. “As long as your T-Rex doesn’t eat all the dough first.” He giggled. “Too late!” Dante chimed in from the speaker's corner. “We should name the cookies. This one…” he held up a lopsided blob, “is Sir Blob-a-lot.”

“Wow, that's awful,” “Heh,” Cecil chuckled lightly, taking a sip from her tea. “He forgot me quicker than I thought.” I didn't press her for more details. It was clear from her expression and gestures that she wasn't comfortable talking about her past relationship, and honestly, I wasn't either. Taking a cue from her, I took a sip of my tea and selected one of the vibrantly colored cookies from the tray. “These are from Meyers. They make the best rainbow cookies,” Cecil informed me, a wide smile brightening her face.

"Trish, stop being upset. Try some of these cookies Vivian baked for you." I turned my head away. "I'm not eating them." Zeke handed me a cookie. "Come on. Just eat it, and we'll be good. Stop throwing a tantrum, and cut it out with the nonsense about your wedding." I immediately smelled the faintest hint of mango in the cookie and quickly tossed it aside. "This is mango-flavored. Are you trying to kill me?" Zeke's expression darkened. "Trish, what are you doing? Vivian made these cookies herself. We've checked, and there's no mango in it. Stop being paranoid!"

she said as she wiped down the vases on the table. Cupid crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Shouldn’t you be paying attention to me, love? It’s our wedding monthsary today!” “Don’t be so sulky, Cupid. We literally see each other every day. I only get to see Rosalind on special occasions. So, if you’re not going to help me in cleaning the house, you should just go up to the room and stop distracting me.” Cupid pouted and trudged up the stairs. “Stupid Axel,” he muttered under his breath. If only he didn’t tell back then that their wedding monthsary was also on the 28th, then he’ll be able to enjoy Gillian’s company without any disturbances.

If he had to walk away, he would. “Oh my God,” she squealed and Brian looked over at her. “I have to get some of these!” He walked over to see what she was looking at and nearly choked. “What the hell, Jon?” he asked, looking over at his friend. Jonathon smirked at him. “It’s part of our ‘Too Hot to Handle’ line.” “They’re chocolate cocks,” Brian blurted out. “They are,” Jonathon confirmed, “with chili-flavored cream centers. Very popular with the Hen’s party crowd.”

a new thing trends among young couples Lily Parker, intrigued by the fad, took her son Alexander to a ceramic workshop to create a porcelain plaque with their handprints. Unbeknownst to her, Julian Sterling also had a similar plaque made, but with a twist. He had secretly added his handprint to theirs, completing the family set with prints of father, mother, and son. Despite his pride in this symbolic gesture, Lily, with their one-year-old son, still hadn't accepted him. Julian found himself troubled by the challenges of this love battle.

I don't see him as a cupcake guy. Cookies? Oh. He must have said cookies. It is also Ate July's favorite, right? Especially chocolate chip cookies. It isn't a surprise if Neal has also taken a liking to it. And besides, I couldn't think of other deserts that he would like that starts with the letter c and has a letter k in it. But shouldn't I go inside and ask him again? No, I will just stick with my instincts and go with cookies. He was very busy with some things and asking him again would just be a bad idea.

I told him. “I will and always love you sweet caramel.” “Locus I’m….i’m pregnant, you're going to be a father.”