Holly Berry Cookie Novels & Stories

"Yeah that's cause she's being controlled by Chynna and her brain is confused" "Right their like little puppies" she said laughing "ooh lets go in here" As we walked into Red Bubbly, a store that sold almost everything dealing with summer from bathing suits to pools, I got another text from the mystery person Unknown: meet me at the park in 20 minutes I showed the message to Roxy "this is so weird" "Yeah but are you going to go" "No it could be a psycho for all I know" I said looking at a rack of bikinis

She followed the scent of the cookies, hoping they would lead to baking rather than a scented candle. The scent came from real cookies on the end of a bar. She didn't get one, instead going for a drink. Two stainless steel drums etched with mountain scenes sat on the counter next to the cookies. Big heavy mugs waited next to the containers. Holly glanced around before taking a mug and pouring some liquid out from one of the containers. It was hot chocolate, the real kind, not the mix. Holly sighed with pleasure, filled up her mug the rest of the way, and took a sip. It wasn’t the ginger ale she’d promised Aliyah, but she wasn’t going to say no to hot chocolate.

I stood off to the side and continued to watch the chaos ensue. Each of them got a cake and rushed off with their prize like a couple of children. I stood there trying not to laugh as I shook my head. Briar walked up to me with his cake and took a bite. His eyes closed and he hummed at what he was eating. I could see the happiness written all over his face because of what he was tasting. “So what is that?” I asked. “A huckleberry swirl. It's a potato flapjack with huckleberry cream frosting. It’s amazing. Do you want a bite?” Briar offered me a taste.

Elena I threw the door to Annie and Hannah’s room open. I grinned at them. “I have a cookie for the one that irritates Osprey and Gerald the most.” Annie giggled and shoved Hanna. “That cookie is mine.” Hannah eyed me. “What kind of cookie?” Toya poked her head from around my back before hiding back behind me. “It’s caramel chocolate chip,” she whispered. Priscilla bounced into the room. “I want in but I don’t need the cookie. I’ll do it for free.”

In an attempt to sound casual, she continued, "There are indeed many people eager to attend it. Otherwise, Josh also wouldn't fail to secure an invitation." She was emphasizing that Joshua didn't receive an invitation. However, Carly seemed oblivious to her words. Instead, her attention was drawn to the exquisite cookies on the table. There were pink almond milk cookies on the small plate. The cookies had exquisite patterns and were petite in size. They were delicately crafted into bunny shapes, looking both charming and adorable. Carly smiled as she reached out for a cookie. "These cookies look exquisite, especially the bunny-shaped ones," she commented, feeding a small piece straight into

Hailey sighed knowing there was no use arguing with Natalie. She really wanted to have some cookies though. She and Dawn had been craving it for a while now and they were even going to try new crazy stuff like eating the cookies with melted chocolate mixed with condensed milk. It was a crazy combination that would probably make them have stomach aches but they were willing to risk it.

Alex said. Holly licked her lips. “I want 250 grams of flower crabs and also marinated pig trotters!” “Not a problem!” Alex said. “Holly, be careful. You might end up overweight if you overeat. You won’t be able to get married that way,” Waltz teased. Holly snorted. “Don’t try to steal my food! You’ve already had enough of my brother’s saliva to drink earlier. You don’t need to eat anymore,” she said.

We both have a lot to work on. “We got you the butterflies, Aunt Britt! Want to see?” Hailey is bouncing, staring up at Brittany on the other side of the counter. “There better not be live butterflies in that box,” Brittany looked at it speculatively. I giggle at the idea of Hailey bringing a box of live butterflies into the coffee shop. “They’re cookies, silly,” Hailey laughs. Brittany makes me a latte and herself an iced cold brew, then goes on her break to share the cookies with us.