Devil Cookie Novels & Stories

"In case all that isn't enough to satisfy you demon stomachs we do have bread and some Pasta and homemade chocolate chip cookies." "Thank you, Diana, you are a gem." Said Colton, with his cheesy smile. I rolled my eyes in annoyance as I saw my mother grin brightly and walk into the kitchen and come back with a jar full of her special cookies. I, her own daughter was never permitted to have access to the jar and here she was, handing them over to Colton like she had known him forever. Infuriating sweet-talking hot jackass. "I have to go out to investigate regarding a case." Mom called out, picking up her purse.

She stuck a finger in the honey and hummed as she licked it off her finger. Jules watched with rapt attention as she devoured the food. He had been afraid that she would hurl again after he entered, but he was glad to see her appetite had increased. Janice paused and turned to him. “Do you want some?” She lifted a baked shrimp, which was garnished with garlic, lemon, and butter sauce. “No, eat. I'll eat later with the queen.” Jules said. Janice shrugged as she resumed eating. “Suit yourself.” Jules chuckled as she stuffed her face. He was glad she didn't act too uptight with him, just like how most royal women he knew did.

He looked round nervously to make sure no one had seen him ogling her. Corvette went to the house, got a drink and returned. “Thanks Luke, I appreciate that. Here, have a cookie on me,” she said as she handed him one of her creamy cookies. “Thanks Corvette,” Luke said as he took it from her hand and took a bite. “Nice?” Corvette enquired. “Wow, that is amazing. It has such a nice taste, what do you put in them?” Luke asked curiously. “Well, all the usual stuff. But there is one secret ingredient,” Corvette told him with a sneaky smile.

The baking is in full gear and in three hours, with the help of thirty-seven other maids aside from Becca who joined them excitedly, they bake up to six thousand cookies- enough for Devilio’s one thousand and five hundred soldiers to snack on. She takes the cookies to the training field and approaches Devilio with the coolies in Ziploc bags and he is really impressed with her kind gesture. “Thank you so much, Kayola,” Devilio says, smiling down at her. “You are welcome, I just wanted to do something nice for you,” she replies and turns to leave. She waits for him to speak, and he does. “Wait. Why not stay and watch?” Kayola turns and mutters under her breath, “Good boy”.

You'd never guess how nice it really was, he thought. "Are you going to hang onto that old thing the entire way home?" Herb's wife said. He realized he still had one of the snickerdoodles in his hand. The icing was a bunch of lines in a six-pointed shape; a hex mark, they were called. For some reason, he nearly threw it out the window, but after a second of consideration he ate the whole thing in two bites. The taste of butter filled his mouth, and he felt gratified when he swallowed it, a feeling that lasted all the way home.

"Not surprising. You'd have known if it was cheese or something edible though." I ignore that as he stares at it before looking at my neck, "Ha. Gluttony." Then he shakes his head, "Oh, Vanessa. I can't take this. I'm not one of you." "Well, you have to take it. It was Doc's gift, not mine." I say, smiling, "Plus, do you know your name actually has an ice cream flavour? Kiwi! Which totally goes with Kawaii. Who'd have thought?" He sends me a look, "Vanessa."

she asked, bouncing on her stool. I chuckled, handing her a sparkly sprinkle tub. “We’ll make unicorns, hearts, stars, whatever your magical little mind wants.” Across the island, Chen piped up with a mouth full of dough. “I want to make a dinosaur cookie! A T-Rex! ROARRR!” Abby smirked as she looked up from the mixing bowl. “As long as your T-Rex doesn’t eat all the dough first.” He giggled. “Too late!” Dante chimed in from the speaker's corner. “We should name the cookies. This one…” he held up a lopsided blob, “is Sir Blob-a-lot.”

So, searching for them will wait, till he completes the quest. "Care to join me?!" Spiro said as he presented a kind of, 'sweets packed inside a Nylon' , to him. "What is this??" asked Vic. "I call it dragon sweet. The others call it Mint but I don't like calling it that. It sounds dumber to it's appearance." Spiro explained. "Dragon sweet! An amazing name, Let me see it." Vic requested and Spiro handed over the sweets. "Hmmn, I like it." Vic said as he swallowed the sweets.

Roman Thorne is the invincible team leader of college hockey. He is large, aggressive and a nightmare to the media. The press, however, does not know what makes the Briarwood Ice Devils so feared. They are not just players. They are ruthless, blood-swilling offspring of the most formidable crime business in the city. Trying to keep a small scandal which is about to blow up their small business, the Thorne family appeals to the service of Sloane Mercer. She is 24 years old and a brilliant ruthless PR fixer. Her task is easy: to improve the image of the team, to work with press, and not to put Roman in the prison. But Sloane has not come to save them. She is here to ruin them. Sloa