Novel & Cerita Licorice Cookie X Red Velvet

As if he would ever give any kind of serious thought to any one human for any other reason than sustenance he required from them. "I want to play beer pong, let's go take a number Suze!" Violet was ready to party in every sense of the word and beer pong was one of her favorite ways to get down. She dragged Suzie along towards the keg for a third refill, Suzie was busy searching for Darren, though she would never admit how much she really liked him, or the fact that she put on those stilettos cause she knew he loved them on her. Violet knew just how much he really meant to her though, what kind of friend would she be if she didn't know Suzie's true feelings.

“Watching movies is something I can do on my own but baking those delicious looking red velvet cookies, not at all.” “Fine, I’ll give you but don’t be too greedy.” I swallowed hard at the view of the workings of his muscles when he reached for the basket. I purposefully didn’t pass it so he could give me this drool worthy sight. I have to tell Markie somehow. “It’s not melodrama but it’s romance.” I said, looking away when his eyes caught mine. I hope he’ll not notice how hot I am. “Doesn’t she die in the end?”

I can't be this way when I have an important client to attend to in an hour. I dig into the paper bag to find two boxes inside. Opening the first one, as mentioned, there are two cupcakes that is my favorite flavor. But they're in green color as she called it ‘green velvet’, fit for a Hulk. Halfway through the first cupcake, I open another box wondering if they are also the same as this or a different kind- the one I've always preferred which is the ‘red’ velvet. But my munch stops at the sight of a silk eye mask. Fuck. "Turn around, we're going back to the penthouse."

Almost curious about what putting a little red wine into her would do! Surprisingly, Loyalty agrees to share a Chocolate Decadence with me, which is a soufflé topped with gelato! I even managed to get a few glasses of Lambrusco in her to wash the dessert down. By the time we’re walking back to the car, she’s feeling me up and sloppily walking. Red wine makes Loyalty all touchy-feely. I wish I had discovered this sooner!

"Okay but also this place is so you. Minimalist aesthetic, warm lighting, and smells like vanilla heaven. I'm stealing this spot." "I know, right? It's like someone bottled P*******t and turned it into a coffee shop," Alice said, grinning. "Their red velvet is dangerous though. You've been warned." A server dropped off two steaming cups of mint tea and a plate of pastries cinnamon rolls, chocolate-glazed donuts, and, of course, red velvet cake. Nora raised an eyebrow. "Tea and sugar? Girl, are you okay?" "I needed this. After the week I've had? I deserve sugar therapy."

Her eyes flicked to the people nearby, to Leon, who was still deep in conversation across the room, and then back to me. She tried to recover. “I heard they brought out dessert,” she said quickly, turning toward a nearby display table. “Don’t you still like the red velvet with lemon cream? That used to be your favorite, remember?” I followed her gaze—and there it was. The same cake. Red velvet, white frosting, with lemon cream tucked between layers. The flavor that had clung to the back of my throat the night I was humiliated for the entire room to see. My chest went still.

Never red velvet. He filled the hollow space inside me slowly and without force. "Hey, beautiful," he said from behind me. "May I have the honor of this dance?" I turned. He wore a relaxed linen shirt, and sunlight caught in his hair. He held two pistachio ice creams. "No red velvet?" I asked. "Never," he said with a smile as he handed one to me. "Only what you like, Isabella." I took a bite. The cool sweetness melted across my tongue.

My face turned into a thinking one. "Ummm.... What should I bake for dessert?" I asked myself while tapping my chin with my index finger. I snapped my fingers when a delicious idea came into my mind. "Red Velvet cookies they are!" I took out all the necessary things before placing them on the island in front of me. The kitchen feels warm against the crisp autumn air, and the smell of melted butter and sugar already fills the room, promising something sweet. I pull the bowl closer, watching as the deep crimson batter takes shape, a swirling dance of cream cheese and cocoa. There's a comfort in the familiar rhythm of measuring, stirring, and the steady hum of the oven preheating. It’s like a q

"What's that smile for?" "Nothing," he smirked. "Cake time!" They all gathered around the two cakes that were kept on the table. The first one was Natalie and Dante's cake which was a red velvet lace cake. The cake was a mouthwatering 4-step velvet cake with cream cheese icing. It had a white and red color with a red rose decoration at the top, light red roses on the body of the cake. The dark chocolate cake was also a 4-step cake and it was rich in cocoa. It had red roses designed by the side of the cake reaching to the top.

"Guess you'll have to plan a royal wedding, then." Cole grinned, "Only if you pick a cake." "I hate red velvet," I said gulping down my wine. "I hate sweet things," he said. "So what will our guest have? Brown bread?" He laughed. "I am really glad you came here, Moonshine." "So am I."