Healer Cookie Novels & Stories

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

Stop Sugarcoating, Baby Calliope Syndey "Casy" Fryxell is a Mathematics teacher in Felghana National High School. People don't know that she is lesbain. Unfortunately, she is living in a country where being a part of LGBTQ+ community is strictly prohibited, and anyone who will be proved as a part of it will be punished to prison, or 100 lashes. Casy needs to sugarcoat in order to save herself. Everything is fine until she met Kataleya "Kate" Carson, another teacher, English major, was hired in the same school she is working.

he asked boldly. When there was no reply, he piled on. “Ana, the Ana of my heart, I promise you I will spend the rest of my life loving you. It doesn’t matter if you don’t love me back. I love you enough for both of us. But sweets, you advised me to forgive my mother to move on. You need to apply this theory to your case as well. You should stop resenting both me and your father to allow yourself to heal.”

And whoever came would choose a Luna from the existing pack to seal the claim. I didn’t have rank. I didn’t have a wolf. I was Linden Briar, the dead healer’s daughter. The pack didn’t overlook me. They looked away on purpose. Easier to pretend I didn’t exist than to think too hard about what I could put in their next tincture. That silence was the safest thing about me. I ground valerian for the sleep tinctures the pack would need tonight. Measured henbane into careful doses for the grief that would settle into body aches by morning. Made myself useful. Let them keep ignoring me.

Alone. This was pure survival now. Evening came too fast, and the chief healer, Ms. Darkmoon, handed me the tonic. It was a warm, small cup with a specific mixture even I could not identify, no matter how much I stared at it. “Do not spill it, and do not linger.” I took it and walked the corridors toward the Alpha’s wing, just as the healers described. Although now and then, I paused to verify directions from the guards that littered the halls.

he said glaring at the guy who spoke earlier, I smile at their banter before taking the cookies on my tray with the jar of coffee and cups, I turned sighting tom and Ryan together, mars and Betty was already with them and then Anna, when did they settled, I know the two dudes won't stay long without taking to each other, they are that close, I smile walking to the as I gave mara and Betty a cup of coffee, taking mine to eat , Ryan, tom and Anna was eating barbecue, it was nice obviously mama Gina prepared it , All our attention turned to the new guys, they wear both talking at the far end table with cookies and a cup in their hands, " heard one of them is a skilled healer " mara said and I s

His voice, though quiet, was razor-sharp, laced with the kind of danger that made even his most trusted followers hesitate. Dorian stood a little straighter, though the unease in his gaze was clear. "The nurse we sent—our spy—has reported back. She discovered a werewolf in the region with healing abilities. A healer wolf." For a moment, the silence in the room was suffocating. Valen stared at Dorian, his face unreadable, but the tension in the air was palpable. Slowly, Valen leaned back in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he considered the information.

Marcus later told me that was the moment I was burned into his memory, becoming his eternal moonlight. Years later, when Alice fell gravely ill and was admitted to the pack's healing center, Marcus and I crossed paths again. He had become a composed and brilliant head healer, his wolf's natural instincts making him extraordinarily gifted at sensing illness and injury. Meanwhile, I was frantically grasping at every possible lifeline to keep my sister breathing. Without my knowledge, Marcus had been covering all of Alice's medical expenses and personally overseeing her treatment, his healing energy flowing into her night after night to pull her back from death's threshold.

"Please, Emma. Please don't leave me. I'll do anything, be anything you want me to be." He was trying to rekindle even a trace of love for him, but it was like trying to resurrect the dead. I sighed and placed the mate bond severance agreement beside his hand on the hospital bed. "Sign it."

“I am going to put the bag back down. Everyone take one. Coral, there is a lavender cookie in the back as well. Eat that after you take the antidote.” “Why a lavender cookie?” I asked when it was my turn to get the items from the bag. I ate the cookie, not waiting for the answer, after taking the antidote. As soon as I drank it, I had to close my eyes as the warm sensation ran through me again. It was stronger than the sensation I had when I took the elixir, and I wondered if it had to do with the cookie I ate. When the sensation stopped, I turned around. “Thank Goddess I can see you guys!” I yelled out, running over to Harley and embracing her. There had been too many times in the last year