Dark Chocolate Cookie Run Novels & Stories

“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.

"And who is this handsome young man?" "Maria, this is Leo," I introduced softly. "Leo, this is Maria. She makes the absolute best chocolate chip cookies in the entire world." Leo peeked out a fraction more, his dark eyes locking onto Maria. The mention of cookies sparked a tiny, undeniable glimmer of interest. "With extra chocolate?" he asked, his voice a fragile whisper. "As much chocolate as you can possibly eat, mi cielo," Maria beamed, tears of pure joy glittering in her eyes. "I have a fresh batch waiting in the kitchen right now."

From my seated position, the cookies are at perfect eye level, and against my better judgment, I pick one off the top of the pile. It's dark brown and brittle. A few pieces flick off as I lower the cookie closer to the small plate my cup of coffee sits on. Burnt doesn't begin to describe the abomination in my hand. It looks like she put the cookie through torture. "What kind are they?" I ask before bringing the cookie to my lips. "Chocolate chip." Tabitha grins, looking down at the plate. "They're a little burnt." A little burnt is an understatement. That's like saying the Titanic nudged an icicle.

If the Run wasn’t such a horrible event for she-wolves, this forest would make a lovely place for young wolves to meet with others and fall in love. “Do you think the Run will ever end?” I ask, turning to look at Caden only to find his emerald eyes already trained on me. “I do. I have a feeling this will be the last Run by the end of today.” He answers, his eyes holding a flame of determination within them. Something deep inside me tells me that this is the truth and hope for a better future for all she-wolves lights inside me. After a moment of silence spanning between us, Caden leads me back into the cave where we find Amelia awake and dividing up the left over food. Taking a seat on the m

I was a little jealous I hadn’t found any in my mailbox. “Hell no.” He snagged them from my hand and immediately began to unwrap the package for himself. “I hadn’t tried them yet because I had no idea who they were from; they could’ve been laced with anything. But now that I know they’re safe—” He lifted his forearm to block me when I tried to reach for one. “Back off, woman. Chocolate chip’s my favorite.” As he popped the first cookie in, I lifted my eyebrows with challenge. He demolished two before my narrow-eyed glare won him over. With a put-upon sigh, he rolled his eyes and held up the bag. “Okay, fine. We can share.”

Tamara said while passing me a pair of gloves then taking out a pair for herself "this long row is obviusly ice cream we got chocolate, vanilla, strawberry, birthday cake, cookies and cream, cookie dough, mint chocolate chip, butter peacan, pistachio and cotton candy" Tamara said while going down the line and pointing at each flavor I looked as she pointed trying my best to memeorize at least one or two flavors "don't worry you'll get it, it took me a month to memorize where each flavor is" Sydney said

She was about five foot five or so and had shoulder length red hair. “Yes,” I looked to her nametag, “Heather, I was hoping for some macarons? I got some from an acquaintance and he said he got them from here.” “Oh, those were the special last week. Each week there there is a specialty item with a discount. This time; it’s our delicious fudge brownies, any of our flavors.” She gestured to the case, indicating the selection they had. There were only about four slices of each flavor; walnut, plain, and turtle.

Adrian cursed, cutting him off before lunging at him, like he wanted to knee him in the gut. But Shedrack was smarter. He'd known Adrian since forever, therefore, he swiftly dodged away, walking towards the exit door. "Unfortunately, you missed. Shall I get you coffee?" He teased while Adrian slowly retreated in his chair while cursing under his breath, completely ignoring his asshole of a friend. Seeing that he was still in a foul mood, Shedrack chimed in, "I have some trained werewolf group of private investigators. They'll find her in no time, as long as she's still alive."

"Yeah, and they're delicious but they're not the main focus of the company 'cause the profit margin is kinda low. Understandably, you don't know this since you've just entered the company. Lucas has a special fondness for the snacks manufactured under his company 'cause Anya has always loved those snacks so Lucas made sure the snacks are well-made." As he was saying that, Jason picked up a shopping basket and threw some of the snacks in before opening a bag of cookies for Corinne to try. "This is one of the classic sandwich cookies by Rivera Group. Do you want to try?" Corinne accepted the cookie and her eyes shrank to pinpoint size with just one bite. 'This taste, it's so familiar.' She fe