Dark Cacao Cookie Run Novels & Stories

"Half cup granulated sugar, three-quarter brown sugar, one teaspoon salt, half cup unsalted butter, one egg, one teaspoon vanilla extract, one and a quarter cups of all-purpose flour, half teaspoon of baking soda, milk and dark chocolate chunks" Emilia recited. She had everything she needed to make chocolate chip cookies. Max would be back soon and she was going to surprise him with them. Mel had done almost all the chores, Gwen and TC were babysitting Gaby, Doug was nowhere to be seen and Thea was probably busy looking for Lisandra. With nothing left to do, she had decided to keep herself busy by baking. Even though Max had put a price on Lisandra's head, it didn't mean they were going to f

She walked to the plants. "So... what happened?" Scarlett wriggled her brows. "What are you talking about?" Jacquesfeigned ignorance. How did Scar know that I kissed Joel on the cheek? "Charlie said that it was Emma who ran out with crocodile tears in her eyes... She was here from midnight to wait for Jerry. Charlie said that her face went to all sorts of planes when she learned that Jerry went with you. Charlie decided not to tell her that you went to the dentist but...She really isn't well, Jerlina...She's a cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs... She had a bruise..? So what happened?"

The next day, Callie was determined to get the sugar cookies to Enoch. She wasn’t going to be deterred. He would be walking back from the Greenhouses soon and she could catch him alone in the woods. She sneaked out of her Magical Zoology class and sat under a tree to wait for Enoch’s class to end. She carefully took out the pink box from her backpack and placed it on the ground. She opened the lid and looked over the cookies. The crushed cyanide she’d sprinkled over them looked like powdered sugar. Enoch wouldn’t suspect a thing.

~Damian~ In frustration, I found myself seated before the cookies Becky had brought me, and I selected a piece. I promptly placed it in my mouth and savored the satisfying crunch. A sense of pleasant surprise washed over me as I discovered the delectable taste. The cookie had achieved the perfect balance of flavors and boasted a delightful crispness. Driven by the sheer enjoyment, I continued to devour one piece after another, eagerly munching away until every last cookie had vanished. Given the recent events with Cassie, I longed for a mental escape. Although I understood she would never reciprocate my feelings, the pain still lingered.

He pulled me close, “You are so awesome.” We continued watching the movie, and I jumped up and went to the kitchen without a word to Luke. I pulled out a pan and started getting my ingredients out. Luke had a puzzled look on his face, “What are you doing? I thought we were watching this movie.” I laughed, “We are, but I wanted some chocolate. I’m making no-bake cookies. I will be done in five minutes.” He furrowed his brow, “I gotta see this. I have never heard of them.” He paused the movie and stood next to me in the kitchen, watching every step. When I asked him to put out some wax paper on the island, he looked at me like I was crazy. He did as I asked and, when the boiling part was done,

"I think if anyone's going to get hurt, it'll be me. But I'd never hurt Abby, intentional or otherwise. No matter what happens between us, I'll always be good to her." Taren nodded, satisfied. "Well, then. How about a cookie?" He lifted a sugar cookie off the plate and held it up. "I hear that Mrs. Claus makes them special for Christmas Cove." Kiki laughed as she took a chocolate chip cookie. "I'd bet she does." She took a bite, chewed, and swallowed. "Um- this is good! I mean, really good." Taren took a bite and the sugar cookie practically melted in his mouth. "Delicious," he said between bites and then took a sip of his hot cocoa to wash it down. "I could make a meal just out of these."

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 glared at the table like it was the table that offended him. He hadn't expected that something had been going on underground. He didn't expect that the company he hadn't even suspected was behind all this. “Cavin Group…” He growled, “How daring…” He gritted, his voice low and dangerous. The cavin group had once been a big group and they worked together long ago, but that was until they began to get greedy and want more than they could chew. But would Nathan be dumb to allow them to do as they like?! No!

I have had these cookies before, but this time is like a whole new experience. “Yum. It picks up the caramel in my coffee,” I admit. Damien then shares his drink with me, and I dunk the cookie again. Taking a bite, I notice Lola watching my every move. “Not as good, Damien. You never use sugar, yet you like sweets,” I say, pointing out the irony. “The cookie is what makes the coffee sweet.” He replies like it’s common knowledge, and Lola nods in agreement. “Want to try my hot chocolate? I think it makes the cookie taste like pudding,” she asks shyly.