Mint Choco Cookie Run Novels & Stories

The gingerbread man was gone. In its place was a pile of fine, black powder that stank of mold and rotting meat. I almost threw up. I ran back to my room and typed a message to NocturneNotes with trembling fingers: The cookie is gone! It turned into black powder, and it’s moving! What the hell is this?! The reply was almost instantaneous: Add me on Discord. Now. We need to voice chat. I immediately opened Discord and searched for the user. I sent a friend request.

Thalia set down the coffees. "That's serious enough," she said and Pippa raised her hand. "I discovered the mistake." "Noted for the record." The girl looked satisfied, so we spread the recipe book across the central table. We went back to the recipe and Thalia wrote down the numbers. 3, 2, 11, 17, 29, 43. Thalia turned another page, there was another recipe with the same problem. Butter cookies: Five cups. Thirteen minutes. Thirty-one of resting.

she asks as if I would be against it. Any conversation that gets the attention off me is my favorite. "No, go right ahead," I say, taking my first bite of cookie and letting the warm chocolate melt in my mouth. I moan out loud, not only because I haven't had sugar like this in months, but because they were right. The cookies are to die for. If they are the last thing I eat before being shot I'll be okay with it. I mean, if the gunshot isn't fatal. Strictly flesh wounds only.

"One choco chip, one salted caramel and.....umm cookie and cream", she order still in thinking mode to change her choice or not while men in front look at her baffled. "How you gonna eat this much". "With my mouth", she replied with shrug. "Your order sir?" the shopkeeper ask grabbing his attention. "One mint chocolate", he replied, leaning on one elbow and wait for the order to come . "You like mint chocolate?" She ask with wide eyes. "Yeah, is there any problem".

his mother broke the contemplative silence, "I think we've had enough heavy conversation for one day. How about something lighter?" She rose and opened a cabinet, pulling out a large tin filled with cookies. "These are my famous chocolate chip cookies," she said, offering the container to us. "Nothing solves life's problems like homemade cookies." As Clay eagerly grabbed a cookie, I couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, if this is part of the Luna training program, count me in." He winked at me as he took a satisfying bite, the chocolate melting and mixing with the emotions that colored the moment. "Trust me, the perks are one of the best parts."

she asked, bouncing on her stool. I chuckled, handing her a sparkly sprinkle tub. “We’ll make unicorns, hearts, stars, whatever your magical little mind wants.” Across the island, Chen piped up with a mouth full of dough. “I want to make a dinosaur cookie! A T-Rex! ROARRR!” Abby smirked as she looked up from the mixing bowl. “As long as your T-Rex doesn’t eat all the dough first.” He giggled. “Too late!” Dante chimed in from the speaker's corner. “We should name the cookies. This one…” he held up a lopsided blob, “is Sir Blob-a-lot.”

Piper had asked me to make some of my ‘famous’ mint chocolate chip cookies and send them to her. Sleep hadn’t been coming easily over the past week that I stayed here in the Gamma suite, so I figured that I’d get the cookies done tonight so that I could mail them off tomorrow. We had all of the ingredients here except for the peppermint extract, which was a key component. I knew that there was some down in the packhouse’s kitchen. Hopefully, I could sneak right in and right back out. I had just climbed onto the counter to grab the extract when I realized that it had been a futile hope.

' 'No one can do this to you, right? 'Right, just you.' 'Whose woman are you?' 'Yours, yours, Coco… Just fuck me already!' I cried. 'Tell me how much you love me.' 'Very, very, much, enough to tolerate your shitty attitude and to frustrate you for the rest of your life. I am Cookie, I will make sure I drive you insane and fill your life with sunshine and rainbow and teddy bears and candies – men I love candies – and… Oh, shit!' I moaned at the end as he finally ended my misery.

"Promise me there won't be any more scandals from now on" "Of course, sweetheart, I swear. I am still your Vin and nothing will ever change that" I sincerely murmur and I am rewarded with a kiss on my cheek which goes straight to my heart. Hopefully, I will get one on my lips soon if I continue behaving. It's just a matter of time until I get my Eva back. *

I gave Mom a quick kiss on her cheek, whispering that I’d see her tomorrow, and followed Jordan out to the parking lot. As we climbed into his massive SUV, Jordan reached into the back seat and handed me a small brown bag. I opened it and gasped. Inside was a fresh, oversized white chocolate macadamia nut cookie and a bottle of cold peach tea. "Jordan! How did you know these were my favorites?" I asked, already taking a huge, sugary bite of the cookie. He shrugged as he pulled out of the parking garage, looking all cool behind the wheel. "My instinct told me."