Madeleine Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

“I’m a paying customer.” “He’s getting that to go, Spider,” Mirrie said, ignoring Shane completely. “No, he’s not, Spider.” Mac eyed the pastries piled up in front of him. “Wow. Those smell good. Fresh-baked?” “Yep,” Spider said. “I made ‘em myself this morning. You want something?” “Sure do,” Mac said. “Maybe a few croissants? And a blueberry muffin and… ummm, let’s see… those white chocolate chip cookies look amazing.” He glanced at Mirrie, remembering how much she loved sweet stuff. “Three of those.”

I hear some low chuckles as behemoth numero uno says "I'm Azriel. The giant next to me demolishing the cheesecake is my older brother Atlas. The guys digging into the apple pie is my little brother Saint. The two knuckleheads tearing up those cupcakes are Stryker and Saxon. They're our cousins. Well 2 of them anyways. Finally the quiet guy snatching cookies is Liam. He's a friend of ours and Lincoln's older brother. We've known each other for years but never really connected the dots until boss brought you guys home the other night." "It's nice to meet all of you. I'm not done baking yet. I planned on making some pumpkin rolls, a variety of cakes and some baclava but don't ask me to cook any

Proserpina “Mumma, can I help with those?’ demanded a persistent voice at my elbow, and I sighed. It was Tara. I had baked a fresh batch of chocolate chip cookies for my boys who were home from their elite boarding school. But the entire batch I had baked the day before had been devoured. Now I sighed and turned to smile at Lou and Dom along with Tara, who had entered the kitchen. Tara came to me and began to help me. “Is it for Claude’s girl?’ asked Dom, who had no sense of decorum at times. I sighed. The boys were now almost as tall as me, as was Tara. “Help yourself, “I said drily, for I had seen the gleam in Dom’s eyes as he looked at the macaroons I had baked, the flavoured, delicate co

After all, Marco was still holding my hand, not even thinking of letting go. “Hello, Ma’am Lexien! Hello as well, Sir!” one of my staff greeted us with a wide, excited smile. I smiled back politely, and when I looked at Marco, he was smiling too. "Hello," he greeted. “Uhmm, what’s Maxien’s favorite cookie again?” I asked, changing the subject. “That kid loves anything as long as it’s from you,” he replied. “Nelly, give me one box of these and one box of the chocolate cookies too,” I instructed one of the staff, who quickly got moving.

"It's no trouble at all! With the vanilla extract in hand, Hazel finishes making the sugar cookie dough. The three friends roll out the dough and use cookie cutters to make all sorts of shapes - stars, hearts, and even a few gingerbread men. They pop the cookies in the oven and then settle in to chat while they wait for the cookies to bake. Suddenly, there's a knock on the door. "That's odd," Hazel says. "I wasn't expecting anyone else." Mrs. Henderson and Margaret look at each other with curiosity. Hazel opens the door, and her jaw drops.

he asks. “Oh, here. Meadow made this for me from her witchy lights and then Queen Lily added the butterflies to them. Isn’t it beautiful?” Madelyn says, pulling her necklace out from under her sweater. The moment she does, she’s swarmed with sprites. Even Norrin’s mates revert to their sprite size so they can get a closer look.

I whispered, looking over at Sir Troy, who was talking with Bran about some article they both were reading. I heard Freda gasp on the phone. “Don’t bribe me with macaroons, Malia! You cheeky… girl dog!” I couldn’t help the small laugh that slipped on my mouth at my best friend’s words. She even sputtered out my full name. I know how much she loves macaroons. She loves everything with coconut in it. “Bye, love ya,” I said. “Fine, love ya, too! I’ll see you on Sunday, or else!” I chuckled. “Alright. Tell Mia and Louisse, I love them too.”

“We should open a bakery one day.” “Oh really?” Maya asked, brushing a bit of flour from Anika’s hair. “And what would we call it?” “Anika & Maya’s Cookie Kingdom!” she said without hesitation. “That’s a very long name,” Maya teased. “Then just ‘The Cookie Kingdom.’” Maya smiled. “Alright, but only if you promise to actually sell the cookies and not eat them all before the customers arrive.” Anika giggled. “No promises.” The timer dinged, and the first batch came out golden-brown, the chocolate chips glistening slightly. The maids applauded dramatically as Anika held the tray — with both oven mitts on — and presented the cookies like a prized treasure.

Monalisa was done sucking on Jayden's cock, driving him crazy. Jayden made her sit on the chair and went down on his knees and began to eat her up. Monalisa's body began to vibrate. She immediately wrapped her legs around Jayden's body and moaned. "JUST LIKE THAT DADDY. JUST LIKE THAT. EAT ME UP. EAT UP THAT TIGHT PUSSY DADDY" she moaned softly. Jayden stopped and slide in his cock and began to thrust quickly. "YES DADDY! STRETCH THAT DAMN TIGHT PUSSY OUT..STRETCH IT! STRETCH IT YEAH!!!

“Are you heading out?” “No? I came looking for you.” “I need to do another tray of these cookies,” she says. “I’m almost out up front, and they’re a popular seller.” “Cookies,” I say, pinning her with a look. “Cookies,” she replies. “Cranberry macadamia nut with white chocolate. You can try one when they come out of the oven if you want.” Autumn makes a show of evenly spacing each scoop of cookie dough, giving it all her focus like it’s the most important thing she’s ever done. She’s obviously trying to pretend everything is fine, acting cheerful and light, but she still won’t look at me.