Latte Cookie X Almond Cookie Novels & Stories

The barista—a girl with purple streaks in her hair—gave me a bright smile. “Large iced latte with oat milk, extra shot,” I said. “And… uh, one of those breakfast sandwiches. The one with egg, bacon, avocado. Toasted. And a chocolate croissant. And a bottle of water. Oh—and those little fruit cups. The ones with berries.” She rang it up without batting an eye. “To go?” “Yeah. And can you throw in a couple of those heart-shaped sugar cookies? The pink ones.” She grinned wider. “Special someone?”

He tells her. She lets out a squeal and does a little dance in her seat. I call it her happy food dance. I look around, and everyone is smiling at her. There is a sealed dish on her tray with something in it. She squeals again when she opens it. There are four large cookies with some type of cream in the middle. Nate asks Ms Amy what they are. I know for a fact that Ms Amy has just made a new best friend. The cookies themselves are chocolate mocha with raspberry almond cream filling. She pops the top back on and starts eating. I hear a growl, and we look over. Tyler is trying to get himself a cookie.

"What is that one?" "That right there is honey lavender with bits of candied almond," the man said. "It’s the house favorite." "I’ll take a scoop of that," she said, her voice already lighter. "Cone or cup, darling?" "Cone," she grinned. I stepped forward. "And I’ll take a double scoop. Hazelnut caramel swirl, topped with crushed pecans and a drizzle of chocolate." "You know what you like," Lena said, nudging me. "I’m a man of simple pleasures."

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.

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.

“I have never spent this much on cookies ever. Every single flavor was great. I could have stayed in the store and eaten samples all day.” “Here, you guys try one,” Kimmy said, handing Madison and me a cookie each. “They are amazing!” I took a bite. Damn, it was a delicious cookie. Macadamia nuts and coconut, so good. “Mmmm, that is so good,” I expressed. “I’ll need to grab a bunch before I leave Hawaii.” “I know, right?” Morgan said. “Nathan, just messaged me. We need to head for the car,” I advised.

Ava interrupted him mid sentence and held a box of cookies right in his face. He took them off her and noticed they were pistachio and almond cookies. Lucas grumbled under his breath as he opened the box, trying yet failing, to hide his eagerness. Only, when he opened it, he saw that the packet inside the box was already broken into. He couldn't contain his gasp as he saw the half empty box of cookies. "The box is half empty!" He shouting incredulously, staring at his sneaky mate in disbelief. "Or half full?" She had the nerve to wink at him.

She said, "Ooooh, of course, we've got Chocoflan, Chocolate Crinkle Cookies, Caramel Chocolate Chip Cookie Tart, Chocolate-Peanut Butter Cheesecake and Triple-Chocolate Trifle." She said Ember could tell that they were all good. "Well…can I have them all?" She asked. "Yes of course. Please have a seat while I get them for you." The woman said. Ember nodded her head and she went and sat down on one of the chairs.

She’s an actress anyways. “A non-fat, half-caf, triple shot oat milk latte, extra hot with exactly two pumps of sugar free vanilla, a sprinkle of cinnamon on top and served in a warm ceramic mug- not paper, oh and can you make sure it’s stirred counter clockwise?” The waitress frowns deeply, her pen hovering over her notepad. “Right,” she says slowly, before repeating the order. Alisha nods, smiling. The edges of her face betrays her inner thoughts, ‘You have got to be freaking kidding me,’

I scrunched my nose, pointing at Carl's plate. "That's because he saved us, Ang!" Carl was smirking when I looked at him. Then picking up a cookie, he shoved it in his mouth but not before passing me a wink. He was obviously enjoying it. Nutella cookies are my favourite and I need a total amount of 15-20 cookies to fill my stomach and what could these fine do? But at least I still get to eat them. I sulked as he continued to eat the cookies with the smirk still intact.