Parfait Cookie Fanart Novels & Stories

Inside the glass were layers of pastel-colored cream, topped with strawberry pocky, vanilla and strawberry ice-cream, whipped-cream, macaroons, and a ton of other sweets. After delivering their order, the maid said to them, "All couples who order our Couple's Sweetheart Parfait get a 15% discount and must pose for a photo that we’ll post on our Couple's Wall!" She held a camera, pointing to the decorated wall across from them that was filled with a bunch of pictures of couples posing together. "Over my dead body," seethingly vowed Micheal, scaring the poor maid, who was only doing her job. Thankfully a hard slap to the back of his head from Isis knocked the frown right off his face.

Even Charlie ran to snatch one. “Hey! Charlie, don’t think I don’t know you already ate an entire tray!” Adrian scolded, all while also joining the cookie heist! While everyone enjoyed their unfair share of cookies, they all complimented the flavor. “The pistachio is the perfect match,” Riley muttered. “No wonder my husband didn’t want to share.” “I absolutely loved the cookie dough,” Freya remarked. “It went so well with the crunchiness of the nuts!” “Love it, dude! Love it!” Kian said while chewing down his last piece. “You gotta sell these at your farm’s shop.”

I grin picking up the food, throwing fluttering lashes of adoration at him with a grin. “I clearly do … I even bought you this.” Arrick pulls a bag from his jacket pocket, a flat, striped paper bag I don’t recognize and take it from him. Opening carefully, I realize it contains a wrapped cookie in rainbow colors with a sticker that reads. Magical Unicorn Cookie It’s a colorful, chocolate and candy stuffed cookie in supersize and looks like he brought it back with him from wherever they were today. My heart does a happy little skip and almost melts with the gooeyness of how incredibly cute he can be when I least expect it.

He was slightly hairy but barely noticeable. The tattoo on his left hand and side neck was another thing that captivated me. The tattoo formed a wristwatch for him, and then another acted as covering on his arm. His tattoos were colorful ones that made him look like a beautiful art work. There was another one on his chest, a bloomed-like rainbow rose with green stem stretching out below and writing out the word “Cookie”. That same stem stretched from the word and trailed down to his navel in blue, like a waterfall, and wrote something else in rainbow. "Ti amò, Cookie" it was beautiful. His right arm had another tattoo which I just noticed, it was written in a language I don't get but I under

But wait, Sophia did a photoshoot with the likes of Shade Onam? I looked away from the green-eyed African beauty to Sophia herself, our queen weirdo, and then, to the person beside her, Tolani. Tolani. She was arguably the most slender of them all with the hunched blade of her shoulder extremely visible and her chocolate skin and perfect lips. But wait again, Sophia did a photoshoot for Fenty with Kosi and Tolani and even Shade!!! Oh my God! Big girl ni babe yii oo. "Oh My God! Oh My God." Aminah started rabbling again and I could tell that she too was just done taking in the intricate details of the picture. It looked almost too good to be true.

she continued, voice barely above the rain, “the only thing I was afraid of was never getting the chance to choose you again.” His chest tightened. “Lisa…!!” She reached for him then, fingers curling into the front of his shirt, not pulling him close….just anchoring herself. “I don’t want perfect,” she said. “I want honest. I want this—whatever this is—messy and real.” Grey rested his forehead against hers, breath mingling, rain blurring the space between them. “You have me,” he said. “No filters. No omissions. Even the parts I hate.”

Trying to keep my heart into check and my clammy hands busy, I reach for a dessert. I ate enough as I was making them, but I still reach for a hazelnut, white chocolate and coconut parfait so I can taste the finish result all together. As soon as I take the first bite, I moan in delight because this might be the best thing I've ever created. I open my eyes and find Fidel's, studying me deeply.

"I was waiting for you." Lena's heart never skipped a beat. "Good." Mercer set his glass down. "You made a mess, you know. Kane was convenient." Lena shook her head. "Not now." He grinned. "No. But neither are you." The door at her back creaked and clicked. Closed. Locked. Lena’s fingers twitched toward her knife. “Is that supposed to scare me?” Mercer leaned forward. “No, darling. This is.” A photo slid across the table.

Good thing our table was hidden, or else how embarrassing it would have been if the staff or the other people noticed the high rate of PDA these two idiots were putting out. We ordered some light desserts since the dinner itself was pretty heavy and fulfilling. The desserts arrived in just a few minutes and we were already digging in it while sipping our wine. “Babe, you are much sweeter than this dessert!” Patrick says to Scarlet who blushes at his extreme flirting. Scarlet looks like she had more wine than she should have drunk and it’s making her look and act like a sappy romantic teenager who blushes and swoons at every compliment she gets. Patrick looks normal to me, but I know he’s def

I really hope she likes it. My cellphone rang on a nearby table. Without looking at the caller ID, I placed it to my ear. "Hello?" "Is this Zenia Blackman?" "Yes, this is she, who's this?" "My name is Jermery from Hands On. I got your information from a magazine colonist who published some of your clothing lines. I'm very much interested in seeing some of your designs as well." OMG! OMG! Jeremy from Hands On is speaking to me. "Thanks so much for calling, Jermery . We can schedule a day that's convenient for you."