Dark Chocolate Cookie Run Novels & Stories

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

Hard. "Fuck! Run!" "Go! Go! Go!" Their footsteps pounded against the floor as they ran. I saw them flee for their lives-- I counted just five. Where was the last-- "P-Please..." He whispered in a trembling voice. Cold air fanned by bare ass, reminding me of my situation. The one who almost had his dick inside me, now begged for his life in a pool of his blood. I didn't know when I took the bold move of turning around but now I beheld the scene before me. Hector cupped his cock where blood oozed out of. His eyes darted around seeking help.

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."

The ambience was made calm and soothing by the brown paint and the dark varnish that is used for the woods. Further inside the shop lies the counter where customers give their order to be wrapped up. The counter has also a display glass where the most expensive and high end pastries where presented. Ranging from Opera Chocolate cakes, Black Forest cake, Baked Alaska seated atop a cold container to keep the ice cream inside intact and to prevent it from melting, and may more. The shop continues to run smoothly even though the owner and the duchess were at their presence. And there’s not much of a customer that time since it’s nearing night time.

heading for the nearest bodega. The flowers that normally colorfully lined the outside of the small neighborhood market were gone due to the late hour, and the place looked quiet and dark. She walked in and headed straight for the wall with the long freezer. Oh, the possibilities. Chocolate? Caramel chocolate? Caramel, chocolate, and cookies? Mint chocolate chip? Vanilla bean? Chunky Monkey? Cherry Garcia? She read the titles over and over before choosing the winner: Pralines and Cream. Doing a happy dance, she closed the freezer door, whispering to the frosty container, “You’re coming home with me, you lucky dog.”

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!

She opens it excitedly and sighs with content when she notices the warm chocolate chips on top of them . Nora gives one to Nova before digging in and munching on one of them , almost moaning when the soft chocolate melts in her mouth . There were 6 cookies in there , the girls decided to eat the rest of them the next night when the clock would strike 12 , marking the anniversary of their birth . Since it was something they weren't usually happy about , Nova made it a point to do at least something good each year so that the younger wouldn't have such bad memories associated with her birthday .