Lilac Cookie Run Novels & Stories

Lila's POV Against all odds, the cookies actually turned out amazing. The warm scent of melted chocolate and vanilla was still clinging to my hair as I walked down the quiet corridor of the ground floor, carrying the heavy ceramic plate with both hands, staring down at the golden-brown cookies with a ridiculous amount of pride. They didn't look anything like the lumpy, half-burnt disaster I'd almost created before Lucien rolled up his sleeves and rescued the batch.

"He won't know, just please, Maria. Here are twenty-five Euros. Just one glass." Maya wasn't sure they were talking about just water. Water was a code word for something else, and with Maria's desperation, she needed it. "I bring glass to your room," changed Lina's mind immediately. "Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you, Lina, you're the best," she left the dining room. Lina sighed and also left. Maya sighed. This was her chance to sneak out of the table, satisfied that everywhere was empty; her anxiety was affecting her, making her want to disappear. She shook her head back to the mission at hand.

He was trying to control it. Johnathan couldn't hold himself back any longer. He started from her toes, he started to plant kisses from her toes upwards, lilac closed her eyes and relished the feeling. She felt marvellous tingles pass through her entire body as he trailed the kisses upwards till he got to her thigh. He stopped his kisses and looked up at her. Lilac's eyes shut up and they both held gazes. She watched as both of his hands travelled to each side of her legs and he slowly parted it. She couldn't stop him… she didn't want him to ever stop…

Lily, too, had begun to apply her foundation, then paused like someone to whom something important had just occurred. “So now tell me," Lily said, breaking the short silence, a naughty expression creeping into her face while Scarlett stared back with a knowing look. “When are you finally giving that cookie to a boy? Is it going to be before college, or, let me guess, you’re saving the prize for the really big guys in graduate school? Maybe I should find you some big dick guy tonight at the club.”

Once outside, they ran back to their house and the other box of cookies. They rushed in, followed by Murphy, to find Cookie trying to get to the box behind his wife. With their dad encouraging them, the girls grabbed the cookies and ran to their playroom upstairs. “Not fair!” Cookie laughed as he followed them upstairs. The other adults could hear him stomping down the hall. “Fee, fie, foe, fum! I smell those cookies! Gonna get me some!” There were lots of laughs and happy squeals coming from upstairs. “You married him.” Pagan teased.

Lilac had flushed with anger. Colin was always the best. He would arrange things well even if I didn't ask him to do so. If it weren't for our identities and the occasion, I really wanted to go over and kiss him as a reward. "Colin," Lilac called out, her voice so soft that I felt goosebumps while listening. "Is barbecue that delicious? I also want to eat it. Can you take me along?" Through the rearview mirror, I could see her watery eyes. She was smiling so shyly that it made me feel disgusted.

I turn back toward the castle and start to run. As I run, I call for my wolf inside of me to take over, which she does gladly. I can feel myself shift as I run, my bare feet turning into large paws that leap effortlessly over tree roots and rocks. The lawn is covered with Bears and Lycans. I dodge around dead bodies and broken weapons, leaping across the lawn and bounding up the stairs to the castle. Inside, the corridors are covered with broken glass, streamers from the party, and blood. There are screams coming from the ballroom as the guests flee the castle.

I hung up my coat and grinned, scooping my daughter up into my arms. “I take it you had a fun day?” Lila nodded enthusiastically. “Mhm. Auntie made cookies.” “I can tell,” I laughed. “You’ve got chocolate all over your face.” Susie appeared around the corner, smiling sheepishly. “I know it’s late, but the girls wanted to be up for when you got home. And Susie’s Famous Chocolate Chunk Cookies fix everything.” I couldn’t help but moan with delight as my sister held out one of the enormous cookies, practically oozing with gooey chocolate. I took a big bite, savoring the way it melted on my tongue, and said, “Indeed they do. I feel better already.”

Reasonable. Especially stealing games. God. Then he sprinted faster. Fair. Much faster. Reasonable honestly. Then Adrian shouted: "STOP!" God. Cookie interpreted this as: Fair. "RUN FASTER!" Reasonable. Obviously. God. Then Ava was laughing too hard to breathe. Fair. Lily wasn't much better. Reasonable honestly. Then suddenly— God. Cookie stopped. Fair. Completely stopped. Reasonable. Everyone froze. God. Then Cookie proudly dropped the shoe.

Rolling up her sleeves and dusting the surface of her worktop with flour, Lila pulled out all the labelled and wrapped doughs that she had made the night before, and arranged them in the orders of how long they were going to take to bake. She had decided that today was going to be a cookie day, and had made several different types of cookies, ranging from shortbread cookies to oak cookies, as well as throwing in a few Christmas butter cookies just because she could and no one was going to stop her. The plan was to display all the biscuits in their separate little baskets, with their separate little colour schemes and shapes, hopefully giving Lila some greater clarity on the demographics of h