Cupid Cookies Novels & Stories

I breathe an internal sigh of relief. “Welcome to Pâtisseries de Loup Magique,” she says with a smile, “Can I interest you in our wolf spirit special? It’s a coffee with two cookies or a cupcake. I highly recommend the cupcake option. They really transform in your mouth.” I turn my attention from the board with flavors listed to the woman. She is stunning, with a sly smile on her face. I feel my breath catch in my throat, standing this close to her. “I...uh…,” I falter before I speak, “Yeah, I’ll take that, please.”

"Sure. However many you want, I’ll make them all for you." A supporter shoved a phone toward me, camera aimed straight at my hands. "Hurry up. There are already millions watching the livestream. Everyone’s following Mara’s pregnancy. If you try anything, we’ll break your hands so you’ll never make fortune cookies ever again." I glanced at Mara, then lowered my head and began wrapping the fortune cookie. Whatever message she asked for, I gave it to her. She quickly swallowed the second one. Still, there were no signs of pregnancy. Her face darkened even further, her voice turning sharp. "Make me another one! Bigger! Make it bigger!"

And once everyone's cookies was tested, they would go home with whatever amount they wished and donate the rest. Most pups didn't want to part with their cookies, which was normal for little children, but once they saw their friends donating theirs, they'd drop some as well. By the end of the night, Odessa had enough cookies to go round for everyone in the hospital and the nursing home. When all her activities for the day was over, Odessa was left with a small bag of cookies that she'd saved for Kaiden. She hadn't seen him for two days, because she was avoiding him for no fucking reason and the cookies were supposed to be her peace offering to the King.

“Please Kacie, will you be my wife?” “Y-Yes-Yes, I will be your wife. I will marry you.” I held my finger and amidst my tears. His hand shook so hard he almost dropped the ring but he managed to slid the glittering ring on my finger. I didn't wait for him to get up from his kneeling position, I pushed back down on the ground peppering all his face with kisses. “I love you Zayn, so very much.” “I love you too my little thief.” I chuckled and snuggled my head at the crook of his neck. “You need to stop calling me that and continued with pumpkin instead. I might end up harboring the thought to steal from you again.”

Bending his head, he captured her lips and kissed her hard, his lust increasing so wildly that he pressed her back against the door, caging her with his hands. ‘N, no Eros, no, please not again, please. I am mated to Killian now he has marked me.’ Cupid growled deeply as he noticed the bite mark on her shoulder, ‘That can be erased, especially if we bite you together.’ His mind raced with the possiblities, they were twins, surely if they used their magic together they could defeat Killian and claim this little beauty for themselves. He would be happy to share with Eros but would his highly strung older brother agree to that?

“Warm, fat, gooey, chocolate-stuffed cookies. The kind Alex’s diet rules wouldn’t allow within a mile of me. Let’s find some.” It didn’t take us long. A vendor was closing up near the old square when I convinced him with a smile and a few sweet words to stay open just a little longer. Moments later, Zelda and I sat on a bench with a bag of fresh cookies between us. I bit into one and nearly groaned. “This cookie,” I said through a mouthful, “I would marry this cookie.” She laughed. “Alex’s going to be jealous.” At his name, my smile faltered, but I forced myself to push it away. Not tonight. Tonight wasn’t about him. Tonight was mine.

Then I passed her Giant Max’s cup so she could fix it too. When everyone was set, she sat in her chair and picked up a cookie. That was our cue that it was okay to start, and I did the same. The cookies were soft, but not because they were the soft baked kind. These were on the cusp of being stale and were pretty much falling apart. Would it have killed my stepmother to buy fresh cookies so Riley would have some decent treats for her tea party? Crystal was on another diet, which meant that all sweets were banned

Caleb moved to her other side, quietly. “Hey,” I said, brushing a curl from her forehead. “We can’t today, but next time I’ll make cookies myself. Big ones. The kind that make ovens busy all through the day.” “Matcha cookies,” Elijah added, clearly proud of the fanciest word he knows. “And butter ones that melt fast.” Caleb leaned in. “And we have silly cups that whistle when you sip. Right, Mom?” “Right,” I said. “Custom whistling cups. Very rare.”

“Still hasn’t arrived. And now, I’m craving it so badly it’s driving me insane.” Arden chuckled softly. “Cookies? All this gloom over cookies?” Asher looked up at him with mock seriousness. “You don’t understand. It’s not just cookies. They were special. Chocolate chip with almond bits. Perfectly crunchy on the outside, soft on the inside—” “Okay, okay,” Arden said, raising his hands in surrender, laughing. “You’re making me crave them too.” Asher sighed dramatically, falling back on the bed. “I hate waiting.”

Cupid wanted to prove that she was the best at archery, and not even the twins could match her skills. Cupid obeyed her mother and had two kinds of arrows ready in her quivers -one tipped with gold and tailed with white dove feathers; these were for love. The others, made of lead, with brown owl feathers; these were the arrows of indifference. The young goddess took up her bow then flew away to stalk her game.