Novel & Cerita Devil Cookie

I hear some low chuckles as behemoth numero uno says "I'm Azriel. The giant next to me demolishing the cheesecake is my older brother Atlas. The guys digging into the apple pie is my little brother Saint. The two knuckleheads tearing up those cupcakes are Stryker and Saxon. They're our cousins. Well 2 of them anyways. Finally the quiet guy snatching cookies is Liam. He's a friend of ours and Lincoln's older brother. We've known each other for years but never really connected the dots until boss brought you guys home the other night." "It's nice to meet all of you. I'm not done baking yet. I planned on making some pumpkin rolls, a variety of cakes and some baclava but don't ask me to cook any

Emma smiled reassuring at her. “No, boss,” Veronica said. “Good. We’ll add it for two weeks as a test and then Mario will assess if it should be a permanent thing. You will get 10% of the profit,” Bane told her. “Thank you Mr Velky,” Veronica said. Bane shrugged and moved away. Then he paused and looked back at her. “By the way, what is its name?” Veronica looked at him and then at Emma. Emma could see her brain working to come up with a name. “Angel’s bliss,” Veronica then said. Bane smirked and kissed Emma on the head.

I should leave but I'm contracted for four more hours and I need that two grand and honestly where else am I going to go? I fix my makeup in the car mirror. Look almost normal. Just red eyes. Could be allergies. I walk back inside through the side entrance. Avoid the main party. Head straight to the bar in the corner. "Vodka," I tell the bartender. "Whatever's most expensive." He raises an eyebrow but pours it. I down it. Order another. "Rough night?" I turn. There's a guy sitting two seats down. Dark hair. Leather jacket. Definitely not dressed for an engagement party.

My mother’s smile glows softly in the reflection of the flames, then begins to fade as the heat reaches the glass. I whisper, “I’m sorry,” and set the photo on the edge of the fireplace. The heat curls the corners almost immediately. For a second, I almost pull it back. Almost. Instead, I just watch it burn. The faces, the smiles, the fragments of a life I no longer fit into. The glass cracks, the silver frame blackens, and all that’s left is smoke and memory. Luca once told me every Don wears a crown. He was wrong. The crown isn’t gold. It’s smoke, and it burns like hell.

I swipe the lipstick across my mouth in one smooth stroke, meeting her eyes in the reflection of my compact mirror. "It’s like you’re.." "The devil?" I ask, snapping the mirror shut. "Maybe."

he asked, his voice low and husky. Trixie leaned forward, her elbows on the bar, giving him a generous view of her cleavage. "Surprise me," she purred, her lips curving into a seductive smile. The bartender mixed a drink with practiced ease, his fingers brushing against Trixie's as he slid the glass towards her. "It's called a Devil's Kiss," he said, his eyes locked on hers. "Careful, it's potent." Trixie took a sip, the alcohol burning a trail down her throat. She licked her lips, savoring the taste. "Delicious," she murmured, her eyes never leaving the bartender's.

“… Happy birthday to youuuuuu.” Rebecca clasped happily before swiping her finger on the cake and licking the sugar off her hand. “Thank you.” She giggled. “Take a bite.” Kira urged, moving the cake extremely close to Rebecca. Rebecca shook her head. “I’m scared, what if you try to poison me.” She teased. Kira rolled her eyes. “I don’t have a death wish.” She said and they both laughed.

I replied, stuffing the pizza into my mouth. After what felt like forever, he finally finished drying his hair and tossed the towel into the laundry basket. Then he hopped on the only clean spot on the bed, the rest was surrounded by snacks of all kinds. There were chips, chocolates, and who knows what else. And they're probably unhealthy too, because I saw one with a million percent calories while bringing them out of the bags. I think it's called Choko. Yes the name is Choko, it's a chocolate, just so you know. You know what's the best dessert for a woman? It's online shopping from a cheap site. Trust me, it's more satisfying than you'd think. I quickly cleaned up the bed, threw the empty

I walked towards the counter, feeling eyes on me. "Hi, Gigi," I said to the smiling woman in front of me. "Could I have another milkshake, please?" "Sure thing," she turned to make it. "Hello," someone greeted me. I turned to him immediately; it was one of the team's guys. "Hi," I smiled, somewhat confused since he had never spoken to me before. "Coralee, right?" he leaned on the counter. Was it just me, or was he nervous? "Yes," I nodded.

It’s beautiful, another note falls out as I take out the dress. Get ready, you have a lot of birthdays to celebrate. Your devils x I smile slightly at the dress. A smaller box under it. My fingers slowly and carefully open it to reveal a pair of earrings. A devil, with a daisy inside its mouth. It makes me smile. Getting washed, I consider what today could be.