Latte Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

What? Everyone was dumbfounded. Never in their wildest dreams had they expected those words to come out of Hank Jart's mouth! Anthony's heart skipped a beat. Had he heard it right? Lindsay and Layla were also staring at Sean in bewilderment. As everyone was still trying to process the shock, Sean's expression calmed down, and he replied, "Meringue cookies are my girlfriend's favorite." "I see, so it's Ms. Worthington who likes them!" Hank said.

I placed my hand over his, making him look at me. “It would be, just be positive. You guys will win.” He gave me a lopsided grin and squeezed my hand in gratitude. I pulled my hand away and rested on the chair. At this moment the waitress came with my coffee and it looked really creamy. “Alright love.” she said while placing the cup on the table. “Prepare to be amazed, so this is a quad long shot grande in a venti cup, half calf double cupped no sleeve, salted caramel mocha latte with 2 pumps of vanilla, substituted with 2 pumps of white chocolate mocha for mocha, and substituted with 2 pumps of hazelnut for toffee nut, half whole milk and half breve with no whipped cream, extra hot extra fo

Lena chuckles. “Lemme feed you!” I say as I run my hand to Lena’s mouth. “Ngap….” She opens her mouth and eats the cookie. “Mmm...” She chews the cookie and I eat mine. “Mmm… I love the flavor but I usually bought the peanut one” I say as chew the cookie.

He says "Do you want this cookies or not?" I don't say anything. "Good girl" He faces the chart again "As I was saying, we four are the most followed people in Aeria. At least, in the teenage sector. I have about a million followers because I post regularly and there's nothing I don't look good in, Strawberry has the same amount, give or take, because girls like bad boys or boys who can crush the wind out of their throats, Cream has about a thousand less because they all think he's a snob but would still fuck it and Caramel— Ah well, Caramel currently has more than all of us because of the picture we took. Some call him a plushy cause he's just so fucking cute and Strawberry is just a monste

Just then, someone beside her gasped, breaking the silence. “The three lycan princes!” Suddenly, something shifted within Lydia, as if she had been expecting this moment. A voice in her mind, Circe, stirred to life. “MATE,” it exclaimed, resonating with a deep longing. The aroma intensified; it was a blend of hot coffee and honey. She recognized that the scent was coming from the man in front. Without thinking, she began to walk toward him, feeling the pull of her instincts. Circe hadn’t failed her; she felt drawn to hug him and plant kisses on his cheek. But before she could reach him, the prince walked past her and scooped up Thalia in his arms. Thalia giggled as he brought her down, his b

The lock she had targeted just fluttered back into her face. Teresa’s serene gaze settled on a tray of lemon cookies; their raspberry glaze was glistening with a mix of a frosty outer layer and the edible glitter that Charlotte had found in a back shelf. “I think we would like two dozen of those, please.” Charlotte’s smile shot into a genuine one, and she rushed to locate a travel box. “These are my favorites,” Lotte stuttered, hurrying to get the cookies packaged and yet also minding to handle them with care. “I am thinking of doing some blueberry cookies tomorrow, with a dark cherry glaze… In case you want to come back.”

and stops short of my name. Staring over my menu, he has a wide grin. Andre is standing tall with his hands behind his back. He only slightly shifts between his heels, awaiting my response. “I’ll take a latte with a caramel shot and a strawberry tart,” I respond with a coy wink, and he plays along. The delicious aphrodisiac should help sate my appetite for Lola. Her berry scent is tempting me to misbehave with her this close. I must control myself, and the sweet treat should do the trick.

Every step she took behind the counter carried the weight of unseen eyes. Marites moved briskly, organizing the pastry case with her usual precision. She didn’t say anything, but twice, Celine caught her gaze flicking toward the street. Too fast, too subtle for the others to notice—but Celine noticed. It made her pulse quicken. “Your latte art looks tragic.” Celine blinked and glanced down. She had poured the foam heart too fast, resulting in a lopsided blob that might have passed for an egg. Liam stood beside her, a smirk curling at the corner of his mouth.

See you in next chapters for fun and giggles. Gift for us... I got a fanart image for Banks & Eleanor. It's my current profile picture. Hope they look as imagined. Xie Xie

Greetings to all my wonderful readers! As you've likely noticed, I have actual artwork of my characters for the cover of my book now. This was a commission I paid for from a very dear artist friend by the name of Rydi on DeviantART also known as lucia-garcia on ArtCorgi. We've known each other for a long time now, and I was super happy she gave me permission to use the old commissions in this way, so if you like her style, feel free to check her out.