Devil Cookie X Angel Cookie Novels & Stories

The man informed to his boss right on the time. The man on the other side just let out a chuckle which didn't fail to give chills to the people beside him. It was scary, his laugh! It was more scary than a viper. No wonder they call him HADES!, The Devil. "Hmm, she's missing? Right when I'm finding her, Interesting! Very interesting!" his smirk widened as he leaned against his chair majestically after hanging up the phone. "Please, Spare me. I'm sorry I wouldn't try to spy on you again. I wouldn't even live in this country anymore. Please I beg you."

Dane Diam will never play fair! His cocky smile affirmed her thoughts and she huffed, sliding away from his smouldering stance. "Sweetie, come have a seat. I prepared your favourite cookies." Baby beamed, pulling out a seat for her little girl. Angel shrieked happily at the Schittie cookies on her plate. "Thank you, mama." She blew Baby a kiss and indulged herself. "You should have a seat too, Baby." Diam pulled out a chair opposite Angel's.

evil angel : did you understand anything from that kiss good angel : it's a kiss of mixed emotions evil angel : whatttt good angel : yeah evil angel : then what about these people good angel : her future evil angel : ...........

His eyes went wide as he saw Mark slowly consuming the dark chocolate. Noticing that Mark had been enticing him with the dark chocolate, Angelo can’t help but swear in his mind, “This d*mn ugly being has the nerve to seduce me. I’m not interested in you. I’m only interested in girls, man.” To get rid of his annoyance, Angelo decided to take a chocolate chip cookie from the table, but before his hands could grab the said snack, Mark suddenly spoke: “Did I say that you could take some snacks?” Angelo’s hands- which were about to get the chocolate chip cookie, immediately retracted. When Mark spotted Aimie’s embarrassing actions, he couldn’t help but tease her more. Getting the chocolate chip c

I scolded quietly but it was too late, L'Angelo Dell Terrore was already taking a seat in front of me. "Hi." I greeted. "Good morning, Uncle L'Angelo. How are you? Did you bring a date?" Lola chipped in. "The morning sure Is good. I'm fine and I didn't bring a date." He answered all her questions and brought out a cookie from his breast pocket. "Yeee...Thank you." Lola beamed as she collected the cookie and opened it. It smelled nice. Does he go around with cookies? He was yet to answer my greeting.

Crystalbella was wearing a short black leather jacket today, paired with black body shaping leather pants. Her self-confidence was not merely for show because she had a great figure with a S-curve that protruded forward and backward, and her hips were wider than those of other girls, which made her hips particularly prominent. The short leather jacket rose up as she walked, revealing her slim waist that was as small as the palm of a hand. This kind of figure can be called the devil’s figure, as it especially can make men have evil reverie. Leonardo DiCaprio saw that the whole command center’s eyes had fallen on her, to his amusement. Indeed, there may be many female agents around, but one so

Curtis “What do you want from me, asshole?” Maverick grumbled when I dropped by his house. “Don’t make it sound like you don’t want to see me, old man. We both know you’ve been hoping I’d come over.” I retorted in return, making him grumble something about being done with the Arciero shit. When I revealed that I had some of Angelica’s cookies with me, however, he was a little more enthusiastic about my presence.

"How does it taste?" Michael asked as he put the tray on the counter for Angel to taste. He blew out the cookie and gave it to her to taste. "Daddy" Angel muttered as she stared at the cookie "I think I got it right this time, try it," He said and she closed her eyes and whispered words that he couldn't put his hands on to herself as if she said a silent prayer. She took a bite and spat it out immediately.

“The teacher said it must be home made.” Mama was rolling out the dough on the rolling surface. “We made Vanilla cookies and strawberry cookies.” I licked my lips dramatically. “Yemmi,” I groaned. “I wish I was with you guys.” Angelo sighed, “Yeah.” “What’s wrong baby?” I asked. “Nothing, Mom,” Angelo said. “I just missed you.” “I missed you too, baby,” I smiled. “Do you want me to buy you things from here?” He didn’t hear me, busy arguing with aunt Merinda of what colour they should add to the strawberry cookie.

Arkanghel nodded his head and offered some of his cookies. I got one of them and started to eat it. "Wow, this is delicious!" I was so surprised because the cookies were delicious. I always thought that the people here didn't use that much sugar when cooking, but these ones are really great, like those that I can buy in a high-end cafe on Earth. May also tried the cookie and also said the same thing. She gives us a thumbs up. So this is why he keeps on eating these cookies. They are really delicious!