Madeleine Cookie X Espresso Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

I gesture for him to come towards my bed I was currently sitting on so I could see what type of sweets he had on the cart for me. “I made some cookies! I even decorated them with frosting I made myself.” Sybil eagerly pushed the cookies he made towards me and I tried not to show any reaction when I saw the cookies…. They looked like me but the cookie me looked nothing like me. I don’t have such a cute expression on my face!

The guys pause their actions before Atlas's deep voice fills the room "Yes he likes Medovik and Zephir. Medovik is a a popular layered honey cake and Zephir is like a marshmallow confection sugar treat. He likes the strawberry and chocolate flavored best" "Thank you Atlas. I've made Medovik once before so I'll try that. Please don't mention this to him. I want to surprise him" I tell them with a smile. I earn a bunch of nods and 'okay's' from the guys in the room. Atlas passes me a small blue book with the recipes inside. The only issue is that I don't read or speak Russian. "Uh guys I can't read this" I say while gesturing to the book. After a string of curses from the men, Azriel decides t

“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.

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.

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.