Madeleine Cookie X Espresso Cookie Novels & Stories

“Some prick bumped into me, and I dropped the cakes.” “Mother fucker.” She slaps her hand over her mouth. Gutter mouth is genetic. Mikayla opens the box and looks inside. “Fuuuuck.” “I know right.” I sit across from her. “Didn’t even apologize.” Marco brings me an espresso coretto. It’s just coffee with a bit of brandy, though knowing Marco it’s probably brandy with a bit of coffee. I got a liquor license just so we can make these. Who knew it’d be so damn popular for people to have a little something extra in their morning coffee, especially in the winter season. A splash of amoretto in the affogato is also popular on hotter days like today.

"What about this? It's called craquelin choux." "It's good that it's crispy, but it's not sweet enough to eat with espresso. It goes well with Americano though." "Is that so?" Mitch tilted his head and took another bite of each dessert. Douglass watched Mitch's lips and cheeks as he chewed. Yes, it's so good to see you eating well. If you gained some weight and had more color in your face, you'd look much healthier. You're really too frail right now. What good is a pretty face if you're so weak?

“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.

“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.

"Holy crap." "Just wait." I rub my hands together and sit up in my chair. The Cookie is a giant chocolate chip warm cookie with chunks of Reese's peanut butter cups baked in. It's served in a small cast iron skillet topped with a scoop each of vanilla and peanut butter ice cream. And if that wasn't enough, chopped peanuts, more Reese's, and drizzles of hot fudge cover the deliciousness. The rest of the desserts don't even matter as we pick up our spoons and dive in.

The minute I entered the station house, Mack greeted me with a large mocha with hazelnut flavoring. “There had better be an extra shot of espresso in here!” I grumbled as I brought the cup up to my lips and inhaling deeply. A slow smile spread on my face as I relished in the scent. It was good to have a friend that knew exactly what I liked, I thought to myself as I took my first sip. “Are you seriously asking me?” Mack demanded, playfully.

“Dark chocolate mousse domes with espresso ganache. Rich, indulgent, and designed for evening receptions.” I smirked, slicing into mine. The chocolate melted on my tongue, deep and unapologetic, with the espresso cutting through sharply. A flavor that demanded attention. Mother closed her eyes, savoring. “Perfect for this gala. Marion?” “It’s bold,” I said slowly. “Decisive. Leaves no room for doubt.” My eyes didn’t leave Demetria’s. “Like someone making a point.” Her cheeks warmed, though she pretended not to hear the undertone.

Charlotte POV: "Do you think I made enough cookies?" I stared at the piles and piles of freshly baked cookies that were covering every inch of the counter. I made a small variety of shortbread, chocolate chip macadamia cookies, chocolate chip cookies, and macadamia cookies. The chocolate chips and nuts sunk deeply into the soft, baked dough, making sure that the eater had a taste of them with each and every bite. "If Timothy stops eatin' them they'll be more than enough." Raven sneered.

Brianna said, offering a faint smile. She took a sip of royal milk tea, savoring the shooting warmth that spread through her. The madeleines were light and fluffy, each bite bringing a subtle sweetness that perfectly complemented the tea. "Everything still tastes the same. Makes me want more, next time I will buy a cake. If… I had more money," she mused silently, smiling, and grabbing her belly. Sensing her baby was happy too with this little dessert. Just as she was engrossed in the delicate flavor of the madeleines, the barista approached her again. This time, he brought him… cakes?

"Well, we macarons, cakes, cookies, and brownies. But our best seller is cookies, especially the classic cookies." Austin's gaze went straight to the said cookies and began pointing with his finger. "I want the classic cookies and the double chocolate cookies." "Sure, Mr Logan Junior. We will prepare for you soon. Please wait over there." Lin's hand gestured to the serving area inside the store. If the first store only has several benches due to the space limit, this store provides a serving area on the first and bigger area on the second floor, so the customer can choose to enjoy the treats right away.