Madeleine Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

The bodyguards came back from outside and said to Madelyn, "Mrs. Jardin, Mr. Jardin said that you can go out, but you have to let us follow you." "How is this any different from watching a prisoner?" Mya said angrily. Madelyn did not say anything, yet Mya was the one who retorted. "It's alright, then. Never mind." Madelyn said. She turned to Mya and said, "I'm going to make some macarons. Do you want some?" Mya cried and smiled at the same time as she said, "Yes, I want a big one." It had been some time since Madelyn made macarons, and she was even starting to forget what they tasted like.

I said and Betty roll her eyes leaving to the station, mara and I chuckled before she left following her behind, I left to the table, getting the cookies, it aroma fill my nose, I took a bite , chewing as the taste met my tongue, " hmmmm" I moaning taking more bite , " it sweet right" someone said beside me and I nod , opening my eyes to see one among the guy who got promoted with their mara earlier, " sorry if I startled you .....am Madden but my friends calls me ..." " Maddie what are you doing here , you don't want to sit one place right" the other guy cut him off while Madden just smile, taking a bite from the cookies he was holding, " scar why disturbing me , are you now my baby sitter

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.

See you in next chapters for fun and giggles. Gift for us... I got a fanart image for Banks & Eleanor. It's my current profile picture. Hope they look as imagined. Xie Xie

Ariana looked deeply confused while Maddison laughed harder like the devil himself possessed him. I genuinely considered murdering him right at that moment, eventually Ariana grabbed my hand excitedly before dragging me toward the bed again. "Look!" she announced proudly while showing me several drawings scattered across the blanket. "I made all these yesterday!" She must've drawn all these with the things Zachary brought for her, I sat beside her carefully while looking through them one by one. Most were colorful princesses, cats, cartoon flowers, and somehow one extremely violent drawing of Maddison being attacked by pigeons.

Kelly greeted her. "Sugar cookies are my favorite. I don't know why you don't have your Omegas bake for you. As a Luna, you shouldn't be doing such trivial work," Mandy said, leaning against a counter and munching on a sugar cookie that she picked up from the tray sitting on the counter. Something about Mandy's visit felt insidious, but she maintained her polite smile. "There are some things that I don't feel Omegas should do. Baking treats is one of them. Why are you here?"

And can Dad try one? Portia nodded excitedly. She took the plate with Luna's help and handed it to James, who stared at the plate. There were about 15 cookies, some of them had hearts, some had stars, there was one with the face of some strange cartoon, and the rest had flowers and suns. Then, on another plate, there were four cookies with their names written on them. -Is something wrong? - Luna asked. -No, of course not. - he took one. I bet they're delicious.

"Please, eat it, ma'am. I know you like sweet things, so I made it extra sweet for you, ma'am." He turned to her, "I will get you a cup of coffee in the relaxation center." He bowed to her and left. Claire went to where he dropped the bag and opened it. She brought out a paper box from the paper bag and opened it to behold some cookies. They were different from the type he baked last night. These had shapes of moons, stars, diamonds, and everything was neatly decorated, telling of how gently Finn must have decorated them. Claire took a piece and with her butt resting on her table, she took a bite from it. It was sweet like Finn had said, and she suddenly found herself smiling with each bite

Blake furrowed his brows and replied with a stony face, "Dad, I really don't want to eat. You can have it to yourself." Jensen was a bit disappointed when Blake refused, as he had specially brought him the handmade cookies by Blake's mother. While thinking so, Mia suddenly snatched the cookie from his hand. "It is just cookies handmade by Kisa. You make it sound like it tastes better than those in the shops. I don't believe they are really that good." Mia said with disdain, then took a bite of it. But no one noticed Blake's sullen eyes suddenly lit up. He climbed down from the couch, leaned against the coffee table, and carefully studied the cookies, which were not aesthetically pleasing and

I looked at Adrian again. I believed him. We returned to the cabin hungry, sun-warmed, and exhilarated. Lunch was simple: Cold sandwiches Chips Fruit Lemonade And cookies the girls “helped” Cassian bake Cass handed me a cookie proudly. “Aria added the chocolate chips. Arianna taste-tested. Arian oversaw quality control.” “I ate the dough,” Arian announced proudly. Lucian groaned. “Of course you did.” The deck was warm under our feet.