Love Cookie Fortune Novels & Stories

she whispered softly against my collarbone as the fireworks went off, fulfilling the fortune's meaning. "Told you Mama Kim's fortune comes true," she yawned, already tired. I reached into my pocket, breaking the cookie open to read my fortune. "Have patience. The Gold you've been digging for will be found," I read aloud, hearing quiet snores as Willow dozed off on my shoulder.

God, her laugh was everything. In all the years we had been apart… I had missed that laugh more than anything. She turned toward me, holding up a cookie. “Taste.” I just stared at her for a moment. “I made chocolate cookies for dessert,” she said. “So just taste. And no, you absolutely cannot be boring and say you don’t like sweets. Everyone likes cookies.” I leaned forward and took a bite. My tongue brushed lightly against her finger. Her breath hitched. “Tasty,” I said.

He placed the package on her desk and said, "Afternoon." "These originated in Switzerland. Your preferred one." Felicia smiled as she looked at the package and reached for it. "I'm grateful. How did you find out that I've had a sweet tooth? Luke casually leaned against her desk and observed her intently. He responded, "I know you," and Felicia's grin lingered because of the warmth in his gaze. She pulled out a cookie from the package and gave it a taste.

A small box tucked between the flowers. I frowned slightly, pulling my hand back. “What now?” My heart almost leaped into my mouth. No, no! Please don’t be a ring! Carefully, I moved a few lilies aside and there it was. A chocolate pastry. I blinked again with relief. “Okay?” My brows furrowed as I picked up the small note resting beside it. My fingers hesitated just for a second before unfolding it. “Good luck, Ollie. Sweets are a good luck charm. Do have a bite.”

I said, and Mrs Kowalski cleared her throat from the doorway where she was pretending to read a magazine. We cut the cookies into shapes, and Lily wanted stars and hearts and dinosaurs, and Rook wanted hockey sticks, and I told him that we did not have a hockey stick cutter, and he said that we should buy one. Lily cut a cookie that was supposed to be a star but looked like a blob, and she said that it was Daddy, and Rook said that it looked exactly like him before coffee.

I stared at it and then at him. "For me?" I asked and he nodded. I reluctantly took it. Should I eat them or not? I didn’t know what to do, but then Vincent glanced at me and gave a slight nod of approval. I smiled at the soldier and opened the drink. I drank it… then placed a cookie in my mouth and instantly, it tasted so nice. I could feel the soldier who had given it to me earlier actually laugh with the others. They even tried to glance at me. Just then Vincent walked back and gently wiped the crumbs off the side of my lips.

He’d only been gone for four days, but he’d called twice, doing his best to cheer her, though she tried to put up a happy front. He and Kimberly were already busy planning their happily-ever-after life. At least someone was getting the white picket fence. Truth was, Mackenzie really was happy for them. Their relationship reinforced her sagging belief in true love. If only she could share Kenneth’s optimism that she was destined to find love herself. “Here… I made these to cheer you.” Judi passed her the sweet-smelling basket. “Chocolate Chip Cookies. They have chips flavored in three kinds of chocolate, vanilla, peanut butter, and butterscotch.”

The only thing Dawn kept from the Chinese takeout was the strip inside the fortune cookie. Then, he got into his car and drove back. The slip in the fortune cookie was definitely a code. It looked like a regular fortune sentence but was so poorly printed that several letters were missing. Dawn needed time to put them together. It wasn’t unusual. He was a regular customer of this logistic group who dabbled in information trading, so he knew how to solve this cryptic message. Returning home in the dark, Dawn checked on Aqua. The mermaid was still sleeping soundly, so he left her alone and showered. After going through the bar and Chinatown, the smell of cigarettes, alcohol, and grease stuck to

I got busy talking to my brothers about something when my phone finally rang, it was my lady. “Hello beautiful,” I said, running in the bathroom for privacy. “Well hello there Mr. Jackson,” she said, and it sounded like she sniffled. “Eve’s mad at you, I got this here fortune cookie and ruined my make-up,” she said, sniffling for sure this time. I grinned and felt butterflies in my stomach. She absolutely still did that to me. “Well it’s not quite the same as naked Chinese, but I hope you still liked it,” I said, trying to gauge her reaction.

Oliver asked, "But we didn't even know that giving her our fortune was possible. If we agreed without knowing, would it still count?" Lindsay replied, “Of course it would. No matter how it’s asked, as long as you don’t have any thoughts of refusing and you verbally agree, the spell to transfer the fortune would take effect. “So, if anyone ever asks you, ‘Can you lend me some of your luck? Can I borrow some of your fortune? Or can I share your good fortune?’ think carefully about how you respond. Sometimes you might think it’s just a joke, but it could very well be real.