Dark Cacao Cookie Novels & Stories

These are dark chocolate cookies with macadamia nuts. I blinked. What the hell? She's even stranger than she was on the first day.

"Holy crap." "Just wait." I rub my hands together and sit up in my chair. The Cookie is a giant chocolate chip warm cookie with chunks of Reese's peanut butter cups baked in. It's served in a small cast iron skillet topped with a scoop each of vanilla and peanut butter ice cream. And if that wasn't enough, chopped peanuts, more Reese's, and drizzles of hot fudge cover the deliciousness. The rest of the desserts don't even matter as we pick up our spoons and dive in.

The woman’s offer almost made my mouth drool, their cookies’ smell hit my nostrils from outside the shop, and having smelled them up close, they just seemed to tingle a sense of want in me, I nodded biting my bottom lip to prevent my smile from widening. “Take a seat dear” the woman smiled at my reaction, amusement filling her expression. “And here’s some hot chocolate to warm your insides as well” the old man said softly, he put a white mug filled with hot chocolate and marshmallows as the old woman brought a white plate with three hand sized cookies, these were the largest cookies that I’ve ever seen, the ones in the palace were small ones and I was never allowed to have more than one or o

He tells her. She lets out a squeal and does a little dance in her seat. I call it her happy food dance. I look around, and everyone is smiling at her. There is a sealed dish on her tray with something in it. She squeals again when she opens it. There are four large cookies with some type of cream in the middle. Nate asks Ms Amy what they are. I know for a fact that Ms Amy has just made a new best friend. The cookies themselves are chocolate mocha with raspberry almond cream filling. She pops the top back on and starts eating. I hear a growl, and we look over. Tyler is trying to get himself a cookie.

Speedy Fudge was one of Lancaster Group's most popular chocolate products…a rich, creamy bar with caramel swirls that Pascal absolutely adored. "Really?" "A whole one just for you," Tiana confirmed, smiling. "Okay!" Pascal threw his arms around her neck. "Come back fast, okay?" "I will, baby." She hugged him tight. When she stood, her eyes met Nikolai's. He was glaring at her with his dark eyes hard with something that looked like anger. Or maybe accusation. She couldn't tell and didn't care. She ignored him completely, turning away without acknowledging his presence. "Bye, Pascal. Be good for Maryann."

Matt had a sweet tooth, and Nikki loved it. Snow crunched beneath our boots as we followed the guide down the quiet street, before the aroma of fresh cocoa permeated the crisp air. The chocolate crawl began at a small boutique tucked into a pedestrian street. The guide led us inside, and Reva's eyes immediately lit up, finally drawing me into the moment. “Try this one," Nikki suggested, handing me a small square of dark chocolate filled with espresso ganache, which I popped into my mouth. The rich bitterness cut through the sweetness of the morning, making me frown, and Reva laughed at my reaction.

Fleur’s Point of View A sense of gratitude started my mood, for I just finished cutting a block of dark chocolate that I had newly mixed in the cookie dough. It still needs to chill for tomorrow’s batch of orders. The whole room, No! The entire apartment is being consumed by the yummy base notes of vanilla.

You could never say they're also a part of the mafia from the outside. Time flew by as it was already evening. Bella and Eva made Grover to pick up my gown and heels from the previous house and shoved me inside the dress. It was a beautiful aqua-colored cover with a V-neck and long sleeves, which I bought from the Chanel a few weeks ago. There was a long slit at the right side of the dress that was showing my thigh more than it should've been. The V-neck was showing half of my tits and made them more prominent. I put on my cream-colored heels and stood in front of the mirror.

Damon said, leaning back on his elbows, “are we winning the ‘best day ever’ competition yet?” Max looked up from his rock tower and beamed, that gap in his teeth on prominent display. “Maybe if we can have dessert.” Damon laughed and reached into the picnic basket. “You drive a hard bargain, kid.” He pulled out a container of chocolate chip cookies, and Max’s face lit up. “Now it’s the best day,” he said, abandoning his rocks to grab a cookie. Jane stirred at the mention of dessert. “Cookie?” she slurred. Chuckling, I smoothed her hair back from her forehead. “Yes, love. Uncle Damon brought cookies.”

“Here. Taste it. When you return to your room, I'm afraid you still won't eat anything. So eat a few pieces of this to calm my mind, hmm?” Sashal glares at the cookies. They are chocolate cookies with sesame seed caps. Not a combination one would find at Southern Olf. Indicating that his mother may have made this, or at least, it was cookies specialized in Northern. It was something valuable that shouldn't be given to a random person if he even kept it in his jacket. And yet, he offered it to Sashal? Everything Rohan did to Sashal made her even more annoyed. She felt her stomach drop. She couldn't bear it anymore and cried out.