Madeleine Cookie X Espresso Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

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

“You look like you’re about to marry it.” I ignored him, peeling back the seal. The scent hit me first—warm vanilla, caramelized sugar, and the faintest trace of white chocolate. It was intoxicating. Inside, three glossy pastries sat perfectly aligned on a soft linen base, each one shimmering under the office lights like edible jewels. I gasped. “She actually did it…” “Did what?” “She made it exactly like the photo she sent me earlier.” I pointed at the golden drizzle curling across the top like ribbons. “Look at the precision, Damian. It’s art.”

I opened the door hastily to see what the fuss was about. Raine was smiling at me with a proud expression and I saw Madeleine beside her. They were standing in front of a table and I saw a huge tray of cookies in front of me. Madeleine was beaming at me with a proud expression, but I couldn’t be happy with her, not now. I simply looked at Raine and asked, “What is the matter? Why are you creating such a ruckus?” Raine raised an eyebrow at me but said nothing else. She only pointed me at the large tray of cookies that were freshly baked and I could see the warm steam wafting through it.

Of course he would recognize us. Forcing down a full-blown attack of panic, I raised a shoulder and said in my calmest voice, “You must have seen one of our ads. We’re all over Supernatural Media.” Nodding, he turned his attention back to Griff. “Proceed.” “The sugar and almond flour in our macarons are guaranteed to melt in your mouth, Your Majesty.” “Did Fenrisúlr try one?” the Fae King nodded at the Tupperware. “I’m afraid most wolves enjoy the taste of meat,” Griff replied.

Lava cakes resting in ramekins. Shortbread cookies dusted lightly with powdered sugar. Caramel tarts glossy and rich. Ava stared at our station. “That’s illegal.” Alaric folded his arms calmly. “We followed instructions.” “You made a whole menu!” “We are efficient.” Malik tasted one of our shortbread cookies. His eyes widened. “Okay, that’s unfair.” Zendaya sliced into her red velvet cake. Perfect crumb. Denise presented her éclairs with quiet pride. My dad placed his cake at the center.

"And who is this handsome young man?" "Maria, this is Leo," I introduced softly. "Leo, this is Maria. She makes the absolute best chocolate chip cookies in the entire world." Leo peeked out a fraction more, his dark eyes locking onto Maria. The mention of cookies sparked a tiny, undeniable glimmer of interest. "With extra chocolate?" he asked, his voice a fragile whisper. "As much chocolate as you can possibly eat, mi cielo," Maria beamed, tears of pure joy glittering in her eyes. "I have a fresh batch waiting in the kitchen right now."

“Chocolate Chip Cookies. They have chips flavored in three kinds of chocolate, vanilla, peanut butter, and butterscotch.” She pulled a cookie from the folds of a napkin arranged to keep them warm. “They’re for the person who can’t make up her mind.” Mackenzie studied the cookie as Judi placed it in her hand. “Too bad you can’t do the same thing with men… bake them all into a single cookie, so you don’t have to pick just one.” With her eyes wide, Mackenzie stared at the older woman. “I don’t have any men to pick from.” Judi tucked a stray curl back into her scarf.

The saleswoman pointed to the cookies in transparent plastic with designs of colorful trees, houses, seas, and shells in one pack. “I have free samples, ma’am.” The saleswoman showed me a transparent jar with cookies in it. “I’ll try one.” The saleswoman opened the jar, and I took the sea design, since my favorite color is blue. When I bit into the cookies, they were delicious. The colorful icing gives them sweetness, while the cookies themselves are not too sweet, so the sweetness is balanced. They are not so hard to bite that they hurt my teeth while I bite into them. “Can I have another one? I’ll let my companion taste it.” I said to the saleswoman. “He’ll pay for it.” I added in a whispe

Cole and I stopped and turned in his direction. He stopped running, bending forward and placing his hands on his knees, resting and catching his breath. “Wait,” he raised his one hand, still panting. He lifted his head and smiled at me. “Xian tried this new cookie recipe. Please try it,” he offered, giving me a small container filled with different sizes of cookies. “Don’t taste it if you want to live long, Brielle.” Cole laughed at him, shaking his head. “Don’t listen to him. Xian bakes great cookies.”

What I told you, It's undecipherable. Our coffee come, mine was a caramel macchiato with extra whipped cream, Dex's was Mocca frappucino with cinnamon and hazelnut while Mark ordered a plain iced americano. It would be nice if we could just drink in silence but then, my wish isn't their command. So here is come, the bombardon of question. starting from Dex to Mark,