Milky Way Cookie X Stardust Cookie Novels & Stories

"Okay! I want to make a galaxy cake...with purple frosting, sparkly stars, and maybe...maybe...tiny planets on toothpicks!" Damien slowly raised his head from his plate. "Galaxy cake?" "Yeah! Like outer space!" She waved her arms dramatically. "With glitter and stuff." "You're trying to get us disqualified before we even start." Damien said dryly, but he smiled. I sipped my coffee, amused. "Are you sure about the glitter? That stuff sticks for months." "It's edible glitter," She corrected with a grin. "Mrs. Jones said so." Mrs. Jones cleared her throat.

And that is when I saw Marcus’ eyes glint— he wants to have these candles as well. P.S.: the Choco Coffee Bean Treats idea was borrowed from a cartoon I watched on Youtube... if my memory serves me right, I think its called 'Cafe Wingcle'... it was a cute and good cartoon... anyways, thank you for reading, and sorry for the slow updates.

“Aunt Elle! Look! We decorated everything ourselves!” The table was covered with confetti, flowers, and slightly crooked candles. Mica pulled me down to sit beside her. “Mommy, try the cookies I made with Aunty Rosetta! I put the sprinkles. A lot of sprinkles!” The cookie in front of me had enough sprinkles to build a small rainbow mountain. I bit into it. It was sweet, crunchy, and perfect—because it was hers. I smiled widely at her. “This is the best cookie I’ve ever had.”

It was a shame to just throw them out since they weren't cheap, but Stella didn't have anywhere to put them. So, Felicity plucked the petals, washed them, and turned them into cookies and tarts. She even sealed each of her creations into individual packaging to preserve them longer. The two of them would then eat them as a snack when they were watching shows together. Since Vermont lived across the hall, there were only a few cookies left. Stella handed Keegan a rose custard-filled tart and said, "Here. Try it." Keegan unwrapped the pastry and took a bite. The pastry was light, and the rose enhanced the taste of the custard. The tart was not too sweet and the flavors burst in his mouth.

“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 cookies sandwiched together with a creamy filling between them. After cooling them slightly on the baking sheet, we removed the cookies from their shells and paired them up according to their size. Tara and I had painstakingly sandwiched them together with ganache, buttercream, and jam filling to make the children’s favourite double-decker cookies. The ones we had laid out were mildly moist and quickly melted in the mouth. And I was startled to see that the chocolate and raspberry ones were disappearing in an alarmingly rapid way. “But leave some for your g

When she realized she was still naked, she tried standing up to put on a T-shirt, but Andrew grabbed her wrist and motioned her to sit back in her chair, indicating she shouldn't put anything on while he eats and is entertained by her nakedness. The cookies had a very nice texture and surface. Miranda began chewing the chocolate macaroon, which was slightly crunchy on the outside and soft but not mushy on the inside. Miranda hummed as she licked the side of her lips, enjoying the subtle sweetness of the macaroons and a hint of nuttiness from the almond flour.

"You literally walked the other way when you saw her in the corridor yesterday and you hate passing there." "I was in a hurry." "It's a lie." Arden bit into the cookie with far more aggression than the baked good deserved. It was excellent, warm, crunchy,with chunks of chocolate that melted on his tongue. Hazel had chosen well. He ate the second cookie. Then the third, fourth, fifth. Caden watched him, arms crossed. "You are eating my cookies, my sweat, I walked for it." "They are castle cookies, you could go get some in the kitchen."

And can Dad try one? Portia nodded excitedly. She took the plate with Luna's help and handed it to James, who stared at the plate. There were about 15 cookies, some of them had hearts, some had stars, there was one with the face of some strange cartoon, and the rest had flowers and suns. Then, on another plate, there were four cookies with their names written on them. -Is something wrong? - Luna asked. -No, of course not. - he took one. I bet they're delicious.

“What’s this?” Mina’s tail swayed with excitement as she lifted the lid, revealing a single bowl of ice cream—but this was no ordinary flavor. The smooth, rich texture gleamed under the warm light, with specks of golden honey swirls infused within. “This,” Mina declared, “is my ultimate creation—Royal Honey Delight.” Mies raised an eyebrow. “Honey?”

Instead, the tip of her tongue licked a dollop of pink frosting from her spoon. “You ain’t entirely wrong… She did try,” Elijah replied, as he cleared his throat. Apparently, they weren’t keeping things a secret from Meghan. Starlight frowned at him, dropping the spoon in the sink. “We made cookies…” “I see that…” His brows rose and he looked at the tip of her tongue passing over the lower lip. “I can eat a lot but…” “I baked them for… you… They’re for you to take to your buddies at work,” Starlight said. “It’s Christmas.”