Parfait Cookie Run Kingdom Novels & Stories

She looked like a breath of air, like something enchanting but also deadly at the same time. Behind her was a young man who could almost look related to her. His orange hair was shorter, ending right above his shoulders, and it was clear to see that someone had attempted to contain some of his curls. He was dressed in the same green color, the outfit matching both Nicolais' and Sicca’s. “King Sebristien, Queen Jólena, welcome to the Kingdom of Summer,” Nicolais greeted, bowing his head a little. The Kingdom of Spring. “Thank you so much for the invitation,” Jólena almost sang, as she curtseyed before Nicolais.

Likewise, he turned to his knight, and called out, “Abel.” “Yes, my Prince.” “Get the team ready. We are going to meet them at the farm.” “I got it, my Prince.” “Good. Ask the chef to get some chocolate and ice cream. We are going to the farm with them.” “I will, my Prince.” The King was not left out when he got the news that his wife and grandchildren had gone to the farm, he knew that he would be lonely. Therefore, he decided to relax, and watch the television while waiting for their return. Suddenly, he remembered that one of the mails on his table that day was from the Gilmore Group of Companies. They had applied for the registration of a confectioneries company. Then, he sent for the Pr

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

The Winter Paris Competition is over and I can finally relax. With Tanya Pennington named the winner, I can finish out the remainder of my Model Perfect contract and be away from the spotlight. All eyes are on Tanya Pennington and her girlfriend, Lucia Perez. Tanya is the first lesbian to become a model girl winner for Model Perfect. All social media platforms are buzzing with the news. As for me, I am glad it's all turning out the way it needs to.

After school, Tukijo chased Markonah, who was almost past the front of the cooperative. "Markonah!" call Tukijo. "What's wrong, Tukijo?" said Markonah, stopping her steps. "Erm, that... you're going to the bakery, right?" "Yes, why?" "Emm...." Tukijo weaved his fingers against each other. Actually he wanted to invite Markonah to ride on his bicycle. However, the sound of Markonah's cellphone vibrating made Tukijo unable to continue his words. Markonah took her cell phone from her skirt pocket and saw that there was a call from someone. Tukijo glanced at Markonah's cellphone and found the contact name 'My Love' which made her cellphone vibrate.

I swallow and exhale, trying to dull the pain in my heart. “That’s Coe Wren,” Klevon supplies. “A minor lady from the Penrose Kingdom. A small but very lovely place.” He takes another drink and adds, “The blonde lady on the King’s right is Brylie Stockett. Another minor lady from Stine.” “The same Kingdom as Brandon?” “Same kingdom. But for the lady, Brandon is an enigma. I even think she has a crush on him.” “And the other women?” “From the right, those are minor ladies from Berka, Djambek and Orttenburg. Mara Gere, Panya Lubis and Eshe Orttenburg.”

They looked very intimate. The wedding ring I had begged him to wear for five years was not on his finger. In the video, a big hand held a smaller one, and matching rings shone on their fingers in the light. That was when I realized that he did not actually hate red dresses, women in makeup, and his ring. He only hated them because of me. He did not love me. I cried until my tears ran dry and accepted the system’s offer to bind me to the Perfect Partner System.

Status update: ✔️Still trapped in the sassiest cabin ever enchanted. ✔️Still no working exit. ✔️Still kissing King Edric like it’s an Olympic sport and I’m training for gold. ✔️Oh, and now he’s decided to become my personal magic coach. Yay.

Kingdom: Good After a few seconds, another text comes through. Kingdom: It’s nice to see you put in your place and start to behave like the good little girl I know you can be. I glare at the screen, or more like the one who sent it. King’s text makes me want to punch him even more now. Me: I’ll see you soon, you traitor! Kingdom: Ooo, I’m shaking in my shoes, cowering under my bed, hiding from little red riding hood, oh no, I’m so scared!

She looked up to find Maria, her maid entering. "Miss Elena, I've come to help you dress. The party will be starting soon." "Thanks, Maria, I 'd love your help." Maria glided across the room, her footsteps quiet on the plush carpet. She reached the wardrobe and grasped the handle, pulling out a packaged box adorned with the elegant script: "Elena Wellington." She placed the box on the bed and began opening it softly. With admiration, Maria lifted out a gown. The fabric was a masterful blend of velvet and sequence.