Licorice Cookie X Red Velvet Novels & Stories

I chuckled softly, almost to myself. Demetria’s eyes softened. “Guess I did something right then.” “More than right,” I murmured, taking a bite. The taste was perfect, crisp edges, soft center, just the right sweetness. I couldn’t stop the small hum that escaped my throat. “Damn, Wildfire. You’ve just ruined every other cookie for me.” She laughed. “It’s literally cinnamon and butter, Marion.” “Yeah,” I said, picking up another and breaking off a piece. “Heavenly cinnamon and butter.”

My likeness of her was long gone and I had no idea why. "We have so many flavors available today. We have the Vanilla Flavor, Chocolate Flavor, Strawberry Flavor, Butterscotch Flavor, Cake Batter Flavor, Chocolate Chip Flavor, Coffee Flavor, Rocky Road Flavor,Cookies and Cream Flavor, Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Flavor, Black Raspberry Chip flavor, Mint Chocolate Chip Flavor and the Raspberry Ripple." She read from the computer in front of her and then released a sigh when she was done. She looked back up her very well practiced smile gracing her lips yet again.

We were sitting in my study room; I was discussing with them how to make it up to Rayne. "Rayne! She adores red velvet," Olivia elaborated. She was sitting horizontally on the dark blue recliner I had in my study. Her hair was dangling, touching the ground. Roland was sitting on the couch, in a normal position, unlike how Olivia was sitting. "Take red velvet cupcakes with you. That MIGHT make her forgive you faster," she said as she played with a long strand of her blonde hair, twirling it around her fingers, while she kept making bubbles with the gum she was chewing.

Before going to bed, finish the Red Velvet I bought especially for you. Who knows, after this, you may no longer taste the cake I gave you. Tristan Quartararo.

“Told you. Hidden gem. No paparazzi, no gluten guilt.” We were barely seated before the owner, a cheerful woman with curly grey hair and frosting smudged on her apron, brought out four little sample plates: red velvet, chocolate truffle, strawberry swirl, and vanilla bean with raspberry center. “Okay,” Lucas said, grabbing a fork with childlike glee, “no judgment if I make inappropriate noises while eating.” I laughed. “As long as you don’t cry over cake, we’re good.” Red velvet was first. Moist, creamy, not too sweet. Then the chocolate truffle—so rich it should’ve come with a warning. Lucas groaned dramatically.

I whispered as my eyes bore into his. "Whatever smart ass, do you want it or not." Are you kidding? Red velvet cake? Of course I want it. I nodded, as he bent, too close, way too close that I could even smell his cologne. He brought the cake to my mouth, and I let him feed me. The velvet cake melted on my tongue, sweet, buttery, with a hint of cocoa. My taste buds tinkled as I continued chewing on the cake with my eyes closed, trying not to moan. I felt Jace soft thumb grazed my lips, brushing a crumb off, I licked his finger unknowingly.

With the baking process nearing completion, Isabella's excitement bubbled forth, evident in her tone as she exclaimed, "We just need to put these in the oven, and we'll be done. I'll take care of the icing once they cool down." Her enthusiasm was contagious, and Layla couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope that perhaps their actions could lead to a positive outcome. Time passed swiftly as the cookies and red velvet cake baked to perfection in the warm embrace of the oven. As the sweet treats cooled, anticipation filled the air, mingling with the warmth emanating from the kitchen.

Kurt knew the feeling of being alone so he started thinking of a way to cheer her up. “Come with me to the kitchen. I’ll show you something.” He smiled and held Annika’s hand. “Sit here.” Kurt made Annika wait in the kitchen countertop. Annika was getting curious. Kurt was busy getting some ingredients. He was talking to himself “Hmmm. What else do I need?” He was planning to bake red velvet cupcakes for Annika. He checked the ingredients one more time to see if he missed something. For the cupcake: Flour, unsweetened cocoa powder, baking soda, salt, butter, eggs, milk, vanilla extract, and red food coloring. For the vanilla cream cheese frosting: Cream cheese, butter, vanilla extract, and c

Then, it was the turn for her breasts to be smeared with the sweet and saliva, swelling upon the contact of Harry's lips and tongue, savoring her eagerly, making loud moans escape her throat. Before spreading the last place he wanted to taste with the topping appreciated in both ice creams and coffees but preferred accompanying Kath Beauvoir, Windson took a brief pause, knowing it would triple the anticipation felt by the brunette. Only after that, now more familiar with the acrylic object, he spread her legs slightly, one from the other, piling whipped cream on her intimacy and taking advantage of it, after all.

Chapter Thirty one Jemima's POV After Josh cut the cake, he couldn't hide his excitement when he realised that I had baked his favourite. Red velvet ice-cream cake.Three layers of red velvet cake and two layers of homemade cheesecake ice cream sandwiched between the layers like he loves it."Thank you..." He mouthed me and I just winked.