Evil Pure Vanilla Cookie Novels & Stories

“No-bake cookies!” She hurried forward and started to reach out, only to pause and eye me curiously. “Are these…?” I laughed and swept out a hand. “Help yourself.” “Oh wow, thank you. Oh! Mmm. These are really good.” She swiped at her chin when some chocolate-covered oats drizzled down. I brightened as I watched the two sisters devour them as if they were starving. “Thanks. I go a tad bit heavier on the vanilla and peanut butter, lighter on the milk.”

“Chocolate Chip Cookies. They have chips flavored in three kinds of chocolate, vanilla, peanut butter, and butterscotch.” She pulled a cookie from the folds of a napkin arranged to keep them warm. “They’re for the person who can’t make up her mind.” Mackenzie studied the cookie as Judi placed it in her hand. “Too bad you can’t do the same thing with men… bake them all into a single cookie, so you don’t have to pick just one.” With her eyes wide, Mackenzie stared at the older woman. “I don’t have any men to pick from.” Judi tucked a stray curl back into her scarf.

I snapped out of the conversation I was having with myself and look up at a concerned Jevoni even in dim light he looked good I was shook out of my trance when he snapped his fingers in my face "If you don't want to give me your number its okay but here take mine" he said while grabbing a post it and pen from the desk beside me "just text me if you ever want to talk" he handed me the sticky note and walked to the bathroom, I stood there a good two seconds before I walked back to the campfire I had the biggest smile on my face but it quickly turned to disgust when I saw Chynna all up in Cams face with her boobs one bounce away from falling out.

Smiling at her love he cooed at her, “Is that right princess? Do you like daddy more than mommy? You do, right?” She giggled at his words and expressions and clapped her hands as she said, “I wuv you!” Putting the final batch in the oven, Vevina washed her own hands in the sink and wiped it dry with the apron. She removed it and hung it to the hook bringing the cookies to the living room where she found the three of them waiting for her. Putting the bowl down she said, “You cannot take more than two for now, okay?” That put a frown on Vinter’s face but nodding to his mother he picked up a cookie from the bowl. Kissing his dark colored hair like Alastor’s she grinned at her son who looked lik

she asked. "Vanilla swirl with sprinkles!" he grinned. Eva ordered a slice of confetti cake and a scoop of vanilla swirl for Elijah, and just a cup of tea for herself. They sat at a table by the window, the sunlight casting golden patterns across their plates. For about thirty minutes, they talked, laughed, and enjoyed the simple pleasure of dessert and quiet time together. When it was time to leave, Elijah was sticky and content, his cheeks pink with sugar and laughter. They walked back to the car, Eva holding his hand tightly in hers. As she reached into her purse to unlock the car, she froze.

Nothing but evil! My brain was struggling to come to terms with her sudden revelation. What more should I expect from someone like her. At that moment, Davina released her witch scent as the peach and Vanilla mixed and diffused into the room. I was trying hard not to believe her but her scent did not lie. One sniff was enough for me to believe she was truly a witch. The vanilla scent was one distinctive fragrance of witches and she arrogantly showed it off as mischievous smirked grew on her bloody face.

“I just have to walk within smelling distance of a pastry, and I put on a kilo. It is so not fair.” “I like the kilos, more to grip whilst I f-k you,” Raven leered, selecting the vanilla slice, and dividing it in half. He transferred half onto the plate next to the apricot Danish, and half the apricot Danish onto his plate before taking up a forkful of custard. “Can I tempt you, Temptation?” He offered the fork to her.

21 ~~~~ Vanilla had been a fool, a starved fool who was ready to eat whatever was given to her even if it was rotten and infested with maggot. She curled up into the bathtub, hugging her knees to herself. “We are nothing anyways, I am his captive, he has the right to do whatever he wants.”

"Don’t move. I’m about to bring back the cure to heartbreak." I watched him walk to the counter, moving easily through the crowd of teenagers. He pointed at the display, nodded at something the server said, and then waited. When he returned, he held a large glass bowl filled with vanilla ice cream that looked like it had been scooped straight from the heavens. Caramel drizzled down the sides, pooling at the base, and crushed Oreos were sprinkled on top. A silver spoon stuck out at an angle. "This is about five servings," I said, staring at it. "That’s too much sugar in a day."

A few minutes later, he was able to speak. "Well now that we got the vanilla out of the way, we can move on to the good stuff." He laughs. "What's wrong with vanilla? Vanilla was fan-fucking-tastic!" Macie replies. "Baby nothing is wrong with vanilla. The other stuff just adds to it. Ramps it up, heats it up, makes it more enjoyable." Caiden replies. Macie turned towards him and put her hand on his chest and her chin on her hand. She looked at him.