Parfait Cookie Run Kingdom Novels & Stories

' thought king Damien angry . " Fine ! By the way , there are some delicious small pastries filled with caramel cream on the table inside . If you want , you can get some . " said king Damien with a devilish smirk . " Sure ! " said Charlotte with a smile . ' Handsome boys with abs and delicious caramel cream pastries........Perfect combination .' thought Charlotte and got up from her seat then went inside to take the pastries that king Damien was talking about . When Charlotte got up , king Damien took his mask off and unbuttoned his shirt a little .

King Jade ask who is sitting like a queen on her chair, Kenzo even laugh and even the other King laugh on how pathetic the word Kenzo said. "You can make your own paradise with naked Slaves on your Mansion damn I can't believe you have a rules with such a thing, your truly a hideous harem king" King GP even Froan when she said that even the other kings agreed, they knew that Kenzo's Mansion has a 20 Slave's Naked roaming on her Mansion even her Beautiful Maids was wearing Naked apron, Kenzo was a suitable Harem King Maniac.

"What a minute... I don't understand what you mean." "Second thing. Louis Kingsley, the eldest son of King Leon and Queen Anne, the heir to the throne of the Vampire Kingdom is your mate. In other words, that man you call 'bastard' is your future husband." "What? WHAT?!" "Why are you surprised? Don't you like it?" "W-who said I like that guy?! I really hate him." "You need proof? Isn't that obvious? You're enjoying all his touch. Even you guys--" "S-shut up! I'm not enjoying it."

“ Are you for real? Anthony won't kiss her, you won't kiss her, who will kiss her then? Is she that bad? “Amber exclaims. The last part, heavily soaked in mockery, and I force the hurt crawling up my throat, back down. Damien looks away, and I swallow. Avoiding Athena's gaze. “ Will you at least kiss me? “Amber questions him, and without waiting for his reply, she steps between us, and shoves me back. Making me land back on the sofa. She places both her hands on Damien's shoulders, and stands on her toes. My heart explodes as I watch her lip connect with Damien's lips, and he just lets her. I watch in horror as Amber intensifies the kiss while caressing the back of his head with her hand. I

░ The Royal Castle, Thournebourne, The Kingdom Of Knightford, Edios ░ Monday, September 02, 2019 ░ At 2:30 pm RILA KESTLE We had the opportunity to meet the King's wife during our dinner at the restaurant The Delicacy, located in the center of the city. Her name was Marietta, she was in her forties and she was currently working as the President of the International Trade Organization. This organization managed the exchanges between all the countries of the Eight Kingdoms, and made sure that they were in conformity and that each country and company received what they were supposed to receive.

Aminah's voice was lighting up now and I just had to reason why and how everything always seems to excite her. "It's all mapped out already. The school authorities already know who'd end up with which post. All the campaign whatever is just for formalities." Kunle answered her but I could barely decipher his words anyway. My attention was on Kunmi who was busy wringing her fingers together, her eyes solely focused on them as if the most intriguing thing in the world. I felt my lips stretching into a lopsided grin without me meaning to. "Yeah but then, it's still fun. I'm so going for the post of the social perfect girl. Babe, don't you think I'd be perfect for the role?"

“We do this politely, then. Thirty seconds.” He glanced over his shoulder; Lisa’s silhouette moved past the kitchen window, arms full of hard-drives and the indigo blanket. He stepped closer to the open window. “Speak.” Tessy’s perfume arrived first—bergamot over something metallic, like a bullet that had been stored in an orange grove. “You have something that doesn’t belong to you,” she said. “Pretty sure that’s your mission statement,” he replied. She ignored the barb. “Moore Tower detonates at dusk whether you leak or not. The board wants spectacle. I want containment. Hand me the original quarry drive and I’ll cut you loose—both of you. New names, new continent, enough money to forget f

Queenie couldn't help but furrow her brow in response. "That's quite odd. Is it because the perfume is too far away from her? I'll sneak it into her handbag next time. That'll guarantee results! You can rest assured that she already has a noticeable smell. It won't be long before I take her place and claim her wealth and exquisite beauty for myself." Queenie's face twisted into an expression of utter mania, and then, in a gesture of shared malice and triumph, the couple clinked their glasses together.

Without demanding proof. “Thank you,” I whispered. “I always knew someone had framed me. But I never imagined the hatred toward me had grown so deep. I still don’t know who did it, or why.” Princess Elara placed a comforting hand on my shoulder before changing the subject. She was standing beside a marble counter, carefully mixing flour inside a silver bowl. “I’ve been trying to make Moon Butter Cookies,” she said with an embarrassed laugh. “My mother makes the best in the kingdom. No matter how hard I try, they never taste the same.”