Dark Chocolate Cookie Run Novels & Stories

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."

This can help them get rid of the trouble chocolate dripping on their bodies. But they forgot a logic, one couldn't take a whole cookie into their mouths at once. They have to finish the cookie with three to four bites. By that time the cookie would absorb the saliva and chocolate which would make it runny. It may break and fall too. Rahul's suggestion was right. And Cookies are sweet, one cannot be able to eat a lot at a time. So, strawberries were a better choice. Here the one who wants to be in the race would choose Strawberries. One who thinks cookies would make them win easily have more chances of losing and being disqualified more. There were only three couples who chose strawberries w

"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

I guess they ran out of their neat vodka shots earlier. Next are the cookies, and I can feel Kara tense with nerves, hoping everyone will like them. I try her red velvet and give her a wink. It’s chocolaty and gooey and who isn’t going to like it? Everyone selects a mixture of cookies and I try all of them. They are actually so good. Kara has a genuine gift for baking. I bop her with my hip and she lets out a relieved smile.

“And you better nail every audition over there.” We laughed, but it was wet with tears. I needed my mom. The penthouse smelled like vanilla and warmth the second I stepped inside, worlds away from the cold marble of the estate. Mom was in the kitchen, sleeves rolled up, flour on her cheeks, attempting chocolate chip cookies like she used to when we were kids. “Perfect timing,” she said, smiling softly. “I need a taste-tester.” I dropped my bag and joined her, tying on an apron. For a while, we didn’t talk about the divorce or the headlines—just measured sugar, cracked eggs, and stole dough when the other wasn’t looking.

Kai moaned out loud before she turned back to exit the place. “These are the best ever goodies I have ever had,” I concurred as I closed my eyes and let the delicious explosion of the flavors of cinnamon and honey work their magic in my mouth. “Mhmm true,” Dominic said before stealing a protruding cookie from my mouth. “What the hell, Dominic !” I shouted as I threw a choco chip at the cookie thief’s forehead. “Oww ! That hurt,” Dominic frowned my way as he rubbed the flicked spot. “Here take this !” he exclaimed and quickly snagged the collar of my top before emptying a tray of ice inside my tee !!

And I definitely can’t talk to my dad. I park Wesley’s truck in the garage at the packhouse so I won’t disturb him and Haven at their home, then hop out and make my way inside, stopping in the kitchen to check for any of Cookie’s homemade cookies. I may have had dessert with Taryn at the restaurant, but Cookie’s cookies are legendary, and as much as I enjoy Claude’s food, his macarons do not compare. Only the cookies at Brewed Awakenings even come close to hers. And there is no such thing as too many cookies. Plus cookies are good brain food, which I desperately need. “Score one for Cookie Monster Beta!” I exclaim as I find a storage container on the island counter full of still warm chocola

his mother broke the contemplative silence, "I think we've had enough heavy conversation for one day. How about something lighter?" She rose and opened a cabinet, pulling out a large tin filled with cookies. "These are my famous chocolate chip cookies," she said, offering the container to us. "Nothing solves life's problems like homemade cookies." As Clay eagerly grabbed a cookie, I couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, if this is part of the Luna training program, count me in." He winked at me as he took a satisfying bite, the chocolate melting and mixing with the emotions that colored the moment. "Trust me, the perks are one of the best parts."

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!