Madeleine Cookie X Espresso Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

“Thanks.” We headed over to the ceramic container that was clearly labeled cookies. Upon closer inspection, the smaller writing beneath read “AKA Weston’s drops of sugary goodness. Eat at your own risk.” I laughed, knowing it was probably Sophie herself who had purchased it. Reaching in, I brought out two cookies, one for me and Sophie to split, and one for Ari.

I paused, she still had her eyes on me, meaning I wasn't done making specifics. “And lots of milk too” I finally said, she nodded and walked away to prepare my coffee. That certainly wasn't so hard, I thought to myself. Madison loved cookies, cookies were sweet which means she loved sugar. And who wouldn't love milk In their coffee, I nodded in satisfaction of my choice. “Here it is,” the waitress said, handing out two cups of coffee to me. I took it out of her hand and picked up my card before walking straight back into my car.

Lola We stopped off at our regular coffee shop to catch up. Cafe du Coin is a quaint restaurant with a French theme that serves fancy brews, teas, and pastries. We love the food and service here. Plus, the pecan shortbreads and cocoa are to die for. Making me happy she was available to drive me home today. I sit across from Mia at the cast iron table, watching as she undoes her braided blonde hair. Shaking out her head, Mia looks gorgeous as the light catches her hazel eyes. It makes me jealous that she has such a natural beauty.

She can just order a cake of their taste online but she wants to bake it for them herself to show how much she cares for them. Normally, Stella wasn't really used to designing cakes but for her babies she was going to try, she opened up Brenna's laptop and searched for the design of a princess cake and she finally found the one that Madison will love so she saved it, she searched for a Superman cake design and she saved the one she was sure that Mason would adore.

"So you're secretly making cookies at night. Why don't you give me a few? By the way, is there a cookie made just like mine? Is it as handsome as me?" Micah came over, put his hand around his chest, and said seriously. Essel beamed and said, "No!" Krish said calmly, "Are you sure this is Valeria? It looks like you." I looked down and took a look at the cookie. It was a little girl with two braids tied in her hair. Her eyes were made of two sesame seeds, and then her face was very round. It looked pretty cute, but it really didn't look like Valeria.

Faera explained to Barrett, she’s supposed to be the one to punish Cliverio, however, her past action cannot be at fault as well, it was for the best. “Had I known he would be in such a state, I should have snapped his head at that time.” Barrett smiled to console her friend. “Regretting it won’t help, however you have a reason why you did that right?” “As expected, only Barrett can understand.” Both girls felt the weight on their chest has been lifted, then two other girls entered the tea room with cheerful faces. “We’re here and we brought some cookies! It was the limited edition that was released by Eddie and Yngs pastries!” Mielle immediately brought out the freshly baked cookies and the

“Nor would I expect you to, never. I know how hard you’ve worked at your career and I absolutely love that about you, Madi. Truly I do. I want whatever you want.” She leans over and kisses me as my driver announces that we are a couple of minutes out from the airstrip. Madi tastes like coconut, it’s her latest balm flavor and I am all of a sudden nuts for coconut. Hell, I’ll buy her an entire room full, she tastes that good.

Milli carefully arranged the iced shortbread cookies the Church Ladies’ Auxiliary had ordered for the evening service on several large trays. She had made almost two hundred more than needed to make sure the twelve hundred she brought tonight were perfect. Mrs. Wallace and Mrs. McConnell had oohed and awwed over the blue and white iced stars. Each cookie covered in two colors of flares, swirls, dots, and loops; this filigree work had taken a long time. The six-pointed stars looked more like abstract snowflakes or quilted ornaments than cookies. They were art, her art, but they were also an offering, each made with a prayer for her son while she ignored the inevitable.

“I have never spent this much on cookies ever. Every single flavor was great. I could have stayed in the store and eaten samples all day.” “Here, you guys try one,” Kimmy said, handing Madison and me a cookie each. “They are amazing!” I took a bite. Damn, it was a delicious cookie. Macadamia nuts and coconut, so good. “Mmmm, that is so good,” I expressed. “I’ll need to grab a bunch before I leave Hawaii.” “I know, right?” Morgan said. “Nathan, just messaged me. We need to head for the car,” I advised.

Malea's POV "One coffee brewed to 202 degrees Fahrenheit. Black, no sugar or Creme and a Cinnamon biscotti." I dropped the tall coffee cup along with the biscotti on the table and grinned at my accomplishment. Lucian looked up from his iMac and glared at me impassively. "You're 3 minutes late and I don't have time to eat a biscotti. Throw it away." He took a sip of the coffee and grimaced. Slowly, he took the lid off the coffee cup and looked inside. "Where'd you get this from?"