Cutie Pie Novels & Stories

its already 10 days day by day my impression on my cutie pie increased I dont know why today I got up early and I ate my breakfast saying bye to mom and dad me and Roshan left to college iam on my way but I didn't see my cutie pie in my way iam so upset when I reached college ankit told me something interesting about my cutie I came to know that my cutie pie is single iam so happy suddenly someone collided with me she is none other than my cutie pie I catched her hands in order to stop her from falling down man she is too smooth like feathers iam scared that I may b

My eyes squinted over the pie and the three guys in front of me. “Fine!” Blake said, deciding for the three of them. “Whoever gets the pie first...” He made himself ready, same with Matthew and Eric. “Eats the pie! At the count of three... One, two, thr-” Before he could complete the number, the slice of pie disappeared before their eyes. Three pairs of eyes followed my hand as I snatched the piece of pie on the table. “Kitten,” Blake uttered as he gazed at me as I took a small bite of the pie.

Her steps carried her toward the kitchen, the faint hum of the refrigerator and the scent of something warm drawing her forward. Valerie stood at the counter, sleeves pushed up, measuring flour into a large glass bowl. The kitchen light softened the sharp edges of her features, and her hair was pulled back in a loose knot. She looked up as Suzi entered, her sharp eyes scanning her face before softening. Valerie looked at her and smiled. “Come here. You can help me.” Suzi looked at her with confusion. “Help you?” “We are making an apple Pie,” Valerie said simply, tipping the flour into the bowl and reaching for the sugar. “Maxwell’s favorite,” she added.

Annabel begged, clasping her hands dramatically, her big eyes pleading like a pro negotiator. Gloria shook her head with unwavering resolve, her dark hair swaying gently. "Absolutely not. That pie is a sugar bomb cream, bananas, crust, all loaded with the good stuff. Pair it with milk or juice, and you're overloading your systems. Water balances it out, keeps you hydrated, and prevents that post-pie crash. Trust me, I've got your best interests at heart."

, the little girl asked as she observed her mother carefully. " Oh, no one sweety. Go to your room and get out of those clothes, put them in the laundry basket. I'll join you soon my dear", she told the little girl, planting a kiss on her forehead. This seemed to be enough to convince Stephanie as the little girl chuckled playfully and ran all the way to her room to do as she was told.

“And this is Miya, our newest employee. She is the one who made the pie.” “Miya,” Felix said warmly. I tried to ignore the memories of our night together that were flashing through my mind at this very unfortunate time. “What a pleasure to meet you.” I gulped. “The pleasure is mine, Your Highness,” I managed. Well, that was true, at least. Felix didn’t seem to recognize me as he continued to smile at me. He seemed genuine. My stomach tightened. “The pie was amazing,” he said. “Where did you come up with the idea of using prickly pears?”

Asked Dollan looking curious, impatient waiting for the little girl's answer. Baby and Dollan waited for Aura's answer, both of them looked tense. At first Aura didn't show that the pie was delicious but a smile slowly formed on Aura's tiny lips. "Delicious .. It tastes very good, uncle. I like it." With a cheerful style this little girl finally gave her opinion honestly. Aura went back to eating the pie with enthusiasm and now it's Baby's turn to eat the Dollan fruit pie. She was amazed that the boss had the potential to become a great chef, the pie cake actually tasted good like a chef in a five-star hotel.

“Our next song is for those people who had a crush on someone as they couldn’t express it exactly, but it is there. This song is entitled. ‘Too Cute Too Handle.’ Strumming the guitar as the drum struck and the keyboard is place, the tune starts as Sky sings popularize by a Thai musician Off and Gun. “Stop smiling at me or looking this way, I’m losing my mind. My immunity to you is none. Stop flirting around, or looking into my eyes. You give me goodnight calls and I become vulnerable. Then you say you miss me…as a friend. My mind wanders a far it takes me a while to process. You tell me not to fall for you, I doubt you can do that too. For me to stop loving you, just stop being lovely first

His love was perfect, and she was standing right there in his father's kitchen. "Absolutely. Big slice or little slice?" His love laughed again, a tinkling sound that sent shivers up Les's spine. "Oh, a big slice. If you're going to eat pie and ice cream, you need a big piece to really enjoy it. I haven't had pie in a long time. What kind is it?" "Berry. If you don't mind, can you tell me your name?" Les asked, turning his back on her to cut the pie. "I'm sorry; my manners are atrocious. Hazel Myer. . Nice to meet you, Les Morrison." She said.

,she looked at us men and I smiled. "baby I love them they are perfect and I have a question ",she waited. "what else can you make?",she giggled. "I can make a lot I love to bake. I make cookies. cakes, brownies, cookie bars,pies, well just anything really I look up recipes then tweak them",she looked up and we were looking at her excited. "fuck yes I will pay to eat snacks",a warrior mumbled. "yes me too especially pie",the other said then blushed when she jumped up and down excited Mel loves pie.