Latte Cookie Run Kingdom Novels & Stories

I said playfully as I approached the table with a smile. Allison slowly looked up from her milkshake. “Oh, please don't apologize, Your Majesty. I was just about to order my third milkshake while I waited for your royal ass to get here.” She chuckled, narrowing her eyes at me. I stopped. Your Majesty? “Has anyone ever told you what a bitch you are, my Luna?” I shot back with plenty of sass. Why the hell was she calling me Your Majesty? “You are actually the first one to mention it, my Queen.”

“We should open a bakery one day.” “Oh really?” Maya asked, brushing a bit of flour from Anika’s hair. “And what would we call it?” “Anika & Maya’s Cookie Kingdom!” she said without hesitation. “That’s a very long name,” Maya teased. “Then just ‘The Cookie Kingdom.’” Maya smiled. “Alright, but only if you promise to actually sell the cookies and not eat them all before the customers arrive.” Anika giggled. “No promises.” The timer dinged, and the first batch came out golden-brown, the chocolate chips glistening slightly. The maids applauded dramatically as Anika held the tray — with both oven mitts on — and presented the cookies like a prized treasure.

Just their own, where they find their mate and live happily ever after. To the west of the Kingdom of the Moon is the Lunar Storm Pack. The pack occupies the Great Plains and desserts of the west. Their pack borders a vast desert where packs of rogues caravan. They largely mine silver and gold and herd sheep and goats. The cheese from this kingdom is divine; especially paired with their honey and date molasses.

he replied cheerfully without hesitation during that time. "Do you, Arthur Wettin, alpha king of Crescent moon pack and all the 150 packs that make up the werewolf kingdom, choose Lady Charlotte Darwin, daughter of Alpha Lucas Darwin, Alpha of Gold moon pack, as your rightful wedded mate and Luna queen of Crescent moon pack and all the 150 packs that make up the werewolf kingdom?" Maddox inquired again, and Charlotte's heart rate quickened because the rule specifies that the ceremony would be canceled if he is asked the question for the third time and does not respond.

“Milk, Alpha. Just milk.” Another maid stepped forward, tears streaming down her face. “Eli has been crying since morning that he wanted to drink the milk his mama made. But how could we make it exactly like she did? We tried. We tried so many times.” Her voice cracked. “On the sixth attempt of drinking the milk, he just… he just collapsed.” The healer’s expression darkened. “Where did the milk come from?” Silence. Then another maid whispered, “The kitchen. It was prepared fresh.”

The message contained a single, personalized invitation: > From: The King > Subject: The Grand Master’s Game > Body: Lucas. Your mother won the defensive game. But the endgame requires a shared knowledge of the board. I am extending a courtesy: a personal, unsupervised visit at my new, secure location. I am prepared to explain Project Oversight. Come alone. Respond with the word 'Pawn' if you accept the challenge. > Julian was inviting Lucas to a clandestine meeting, bypassing the court order, and challenging his son with the one thing he knew Lucas couldn't resist: a high-stakes secret game of strategy. He was seeking to regain control, not through force, but through intellectual seduction.

"What are they, Papa?" "These are letters of acknowledgement for your wedding invite from the six packs under Trinigad," then he picked out four separate white envelopes. "While these four envelopes are from the four other kingdoms. The kingdom of Lothal. The kingdom of Cessi. The kingdom of Selenium. And the kingdom of Eortí. They've all sent in gifts and their good wishes for your ceremony, they've even promised to grace it with their presence. You know how important the wedding of an Omega is in this world, right?"

°°°° ~After a fortnight~ "Men and women of Kingdom Brone! We are under siege! The Athànatoi are upon us! dark days draw near! Strong men of Kingdom Brone come forward and show your might, and fight for yours and mine, for all that was and will be, fight for Brone! May the creator Help us all!" And the people cried, "AMEN! AMEN! AMEN!" °°°° Two months later... "Madam Layla! Calm your horses, I'll eat, see!" Hannah took a big bite from the cake set in front of her and shone a big smile at the fierce looking woman in front of her. "Eat more." She said, and turned on her heels before turning around again, "and make sure you finish all that is on that plate. Heavens, you’re even wore than your fa

Louis Reginald Sparks, twenty-seven-year-old vocalist of the band Run Up My Galaxy, charming and a minion of fate, like any normal person, loved surprises. In fact, I used to love it. His younger brother Tom is too. However, the surprises presented by their common beloved woman with the gentle nickname Kitsune sometimes made them pretty nervous.

a guard must have followed me because he intervened my fast pacing steps to my house. “Yes?” I stopped in my tracks and swirled around to watch his face. “The Alpha King wants to know if you have seen the Royal park on his property?” the guard questioned and a frown was drawn over my forehead. So they have a huge park on the property, right behind my annex and they have tied the dogs here? “No!” I shook my head, not understanding his concern about me seeing a park. “He told me to inform you that you can see the park. It was created for his Luna Queen.” as the guard further explained about the park, I understood Silas’ intentions behind wanting me to see the damn park. He wanted to show off t