Latte Cookie Run の小説・ストーリー

“Are you kidding? Lettuce, roasted peppers, olives, anchovies, and cheese mainly. Then on the dessert table we have Baci DiDama, which are hazelnut meringue sandwiches filled with chocolate. We have cherry- almond star cookies, and pignoli—those are pine nut cookies. My aunt Lily makes a mean rainbow cookie with an almond filling, even though she’s not Italian. And of course you’ll find some cannoli and various fruits.” Clint went into a sort of trance. No doubt he was lost inside holiday memories that Genevieve eve couldn’t pretend to understand. After dinner they went through the rest of the questionnaire. She knew all the answers. She’d read them over and over, the threat of the dungeon h

Or the van idling illegally in a loading zone across from the café. He notices when one of the men looks at his watch. When the other touches his ear like he’s listening to someone. A prickle of unease crawls up Luca’s neck. Too coordinated. Too focused for a casual smoke. Mia steps back out, receipt in hand, talking over her shoulder to the barista about almond milk. “Luca,” she says, waving the slip triumphantly. “I convinced him to add a ‘Luna latte’ to the menu. It’s complicated and bad for you. Very on‑brand.”

Derinem turned, moving to the door, "I'll be waiting in the car, and Zayne, You ignore your mother's call one last time, and I'll hurt you, I promise." Zayne nodded, turning to look at Milo, who had a towel around his neck and was climbing out of the ropes, still muttering, "I have a bad feeling about this." ****** They walked into the Costellos' mansion, Milo's eyes already roaming about, choosing the next decoration to transform the Sicilian manor into. For Costello was all about taste. Everything screamed extravagance, and God forbid Milo let anybody beat him even in something as minor as decorations; if the situation wasn't so serious, he'd have smiled.

I couldn't help laughing. “I doubt that, but accept that answer. Family dynamics are something I understand,” I said with a smile. “Thank you, oh! And here I got you a caramel latte.” Bartise said, handing me an ice cold drink. “What? Really! Thank you.” I was so excited and have been dying for a latte lately. We made it to school just in time. I didn’t fight Bartise on opening the door for me. I wrapped my arms around him in a hug.

Lucien asked like I was a dumb kid who struggles with remembering things. “Sienna Whitmore. Daughter of Alpha Ronan Whitmore of Shadow Fang Pack. I am allergic to nuts. I love the color green. I grew up without a mother. I am sickly and frail,” I started coughing, the kind of cough that scratches my throat to showcase my acting skills. “Sickly and frail not dying, stupid!” he said, smugly. I gave my all for that cough and he didn’t even appreciate it. I cleared my throat and bent my back a little.

When Kennedy suddenly remembered something. ...Ah... right, the cookies she had made for him, she hasn't given to him yet. She hurriedly ran to her room and from the table, she saw a pouch containing cookies she had made. She took it and went out to her room. "Please... t-take it! I- I made this for you..." She was not looking at him while giving the cookies. She noticed the gasp coming from her maids and her nanny. Kennedy knew that this will spread in the castle that she gave Alpha Duncan the cookies she made.

In hushed silence, we drive to the packhouse. When we arrive, I take her to our apartment and retire to my office. At my private bar, I pour myself a double shot of Scotch and down it in one go. A feeling of despair washes over me. After years of waiting, I have finally found my Luna. But I have to share her with a rather reluctant Alpha, my arch-rival. And when she finally joins the pack, it turns out that she does not want much from me. She keeps me at a distance and just won't start the mating process.

Stacy's Pov 'Run!' Star shouts in my head. 'What?' 'Run, you fucking idiot.' Oh, I don't have to be told twice. 'I just did.' I can feel her roll her eyes in my head. Speeding off at her words, I ran from Matt with him hot on my tail. 'Run towards the rocky area up that hill.' And I did exactly as she told me, I reached the top of the hill and stopped. Waiting for Matt to catch up with me. He gets before us in jeffy with a wolfish grin on his face.

Claudette responded. The maid named Leticia slightly covered her mouth. “Oops, my bad. I’m sorry, My Lady,” then, she grinned once again. “Would you like some, My Lady?” Claudette looked at the basket of cookies that the maid was offering her. The cookies had flowers engraved on it with a strawberry jam in the middle. She nodded and took the offer, getting one cookie and took a bite on it. Her mouth was filled with white vanilla filling and strawberry jam from the cookie.

Dimitri asked raising his eyebrows, he focused his eyes on Rene, the girl then smiled broadly. "Mmh, I understand a little, but I'm having trouble because of your accent! Is he a Werewolf too?" Rene replied. "That's enough... Yes, he's a werewolf who works in an ordinary human government office!" Sandro interrupted, "what do you want to drink? Espresso?" Sandro had already raised his hand to call the waiter. He asked one of the waiters to come to their table, Sandro said his order was in quick Italian. Sandro ordered two espressos.