Princess Cookie Run Novels & Stories

you somehow change your card and manipulate the whole scenario prince:- I don't know what are you talking about then prince takes his money 50,000$ and away prince:- by the way I am going nearby hotel for a few days if you want to drink with me. you can join me I feel hungry and sleepy so please come tomorrow I promise I won't run away because I always welcome beautiful women like then use his power and run away he eats his dinner and goes back to sleep

“Oh my God, this is screaming of luxury. I feel like a princess!” Cookie exclaimed as she glanced out the window of the private jet with a bright smile on her face. Jamie chuckled fondly, resting against his seat with his arms resting on the armrest while he bit down the urge to tell her that she was a princess, his princess.

- No one else, but the king himself, personally (this he emphasizes with a noticeable dose of pride in his voice), replied the cat with dignity. - What king, if I can know? - asked the princess curiously. - Of course you can, he is the king of a distant land and he is the King of Dandies. -Well, that’s just divine! - The Princess exclaimed happily, clasping her hands with joy. - Cookies are done. Get to the table, Jacob said as he arranged the cookies on the trays and placed them a large cup of milk.

“I’m talking about the actual fuck you're thinking about, Princess.” Cookie was manageable. It was a nickname he'd called me since I was a little girl. But Princess? Nope. This devil was trying to taunt me, to push me to the edge. I started to wriggle, twisting my wrists, trying to put some daylight between my chest and his tailored suit, but I might as well have been fighting a brick wall. He didn't even seem affected by my struggling; he just looked at me like I was a puzzle he’d already solved.

I smiled back, I looked at my mate once more to find a car honking its horn at her and couldn’t help but chuckle “you see that girl over there?” I pointed at the princess who was crossing the street, the man nodded and looked at me with a raised eyebrow “I want her to try these cookies and some of your hot chocolate, I’ll pay for them, but tell her that they’re on the house” I said looking at her to find her crossing the street, not giving the old man a chance to reply though knowing that he’d do as told, I put a hundred duckets on the cashier table and walked out of the bakery before the princess caught sight of me.

I pick up the last cookie in my plate and shove it in my mouth at the same time Ally Rose is replacing Yvette on the stool she just vacated. "Hey handsome," she greets with a saccharine smile pasted on her face. Wisps of curled hair that was deliberately slipped away from her ponytail frame her face and vibrant violet eyes. Her breasts are straining generously against the fabric of her mini dress. She is beautiful like an enchantress. And always overtly sexual. She's the kind of girl I like to flirt and have a great one night stand with. But not now. "I'd like to be alone, please. Go back to Jeremy or whatever."

“Are you heading out?” “No? I came looking for you.” “I need to do another tray of these cookies,” she says. “I’m almost out up front, and they’re a popular seller.” “Cookies,” I say, pinning her with a look. “Cookies,” she replies. “Cranberry macadamia nut with white chocolate. You can try one when they come out of the oven if you want.” Autumn makes a show of evenly spacing each scoop of cookie dough, giving it all her focus like it’s the most important thing she’s ever done. She’s obviously trying to pretend everything is fine, acting cheerful and light, but she still won’t look at me.

I clutched both their hands, needing the anchor, needing the strength. “It’s everything,” I admitted, my voice trembling. “I was just beginning to understand what it meant to be your mate. Now everyone’s calling me princess. And we’re about to go on the run from something—something no one can even explain. I feel like I’m being swept under.” Tobi’s grip on my hand tightened, firm and reassuring. “You never have to be afraid,” he said. “I don’t care what it takes nothing and no one will ever get close to you.”

None of them would dare even think of an answer to this question so that they would not die from the shock of the answer and the terror of the thunderbolt. As for the king of the winds and their princes, they were standing in shock. Flean was the fastest among them all, so how did he catch up with her? Silence pervaded the racing arena for a short period of time, interrupted by the sound of applause coming from the top to turn all eyes towards him, so that the unknown king, the king of darkness, was standing, clapping in arrogance for his princess. Let everyone stand and do the same for the racing arena to buzz with the sounds of warm applause and cheering from the people of the Wind Kingdo

Two of them were a part of the four that checked on her. "Oh look it's the Princess." one said. "You best be glad that you got yourself a Prince." "And you best count your days. Because I can guarantee you won't be alive in the next week." she bit back. He got up from the couch and walked towards her. "Huh? What'd you say bitch?" Aurora sneered. "God you smell like a dog house. It would be a good thing to kill you after all." "What?!" "Cut it out," Caden said and glared at the man.