Pure Vanilla Cookie Novels & Stories

Alpha Matthew joined in. “Didn’t we finish everything?” he asked. “Not everything, only about 30%. We still have challenges ahead,” Alpha Matthew replied. “Well, then...” CLING! The sound of the microwave interrupted him. I quickly removed the coffee cookies from the first tray and served them. “Kids! The delicious food is ready to be tasted!” I shouted. Violet was the first to approach us, leaving her two cousins still in the pool. “Mom! I want biscuits with whipped cream!” Violet exclaimed.

Our desserts are bought to our table by Perseus the was a nice selection on offer glad I let sampson choose to order. Perseus put another plate down in the middle of the table with round cookie looking things all in various colours he looks to me and says “you can’t come here without trying these I made them myself they are a big hit here they are on the house” I pick up a pink one and bite into it my mouth it feels like I’m having an orgasm they are delicious it’s a combination of a crunchy outside layer then it breaks into a chewy texture with a cream filling that’s not too over powering. I smile in delight what are these cookies called they are the best sweet I’ve ever eaten. He giggles a

Her eyes were showing only fondness and affection for him. He hurriedly held the whole jar from her hand and took out one coconut cookie. She could smell this delicious thing. Pure coconut! " Ain't you sharing with her?" His grandma asked. " Of course, she can have it all. " He put the jar in her lap and extended his hand toward her lips holding a half-eaten cookie. She took a small bit of it. She tasted butter, coconut and, " Wao! Chocolate. This is so yummy." " I can teach you to cook this," Grandma said, smilingly.

" I say slowly and gaze at the bowls and ingredient Cookin "Let's bake cookies." She smiles brightly "Are you short of them? I can buy you some." I say quickly. Oh God, help me, I don't wanna bake small cute cute cookies right now. All I wanna do is find this Martha woman "C'mon. You've been so lazy recently. Fetch some eggs from fridge and start to mix with sugar and vanilla "What will you do?" I groan She narrows her eyes at m Maybe I really have to do this. I mumble quietly and open the door of fridge and take the tray of eggs. Then I break four eggs into a bowl and put two cup sugar, vanilla, butter in it and start mixing with a hand beate

He urged us. Min Jun stretched his hand and picked up a cupcake. "What flavor?" he asked. "Chocolate," The man said. "Nice," Min Jun said and took a bite, it looked so creamy and soft and I wanted a taste too, I stretched my hand and picked up a cupcake. "vanilla," he said. I bit into it and met vanilla fillings in the middle, "This is perfect," I said with my mouth full of food.

Charlotte POV: "Do you think I made enough cookies?" I stared at the piles and piles of freshly baked cookies that were covering every inch of the counter. I made a small variety of shortbread, chocolate chip macadamia cookies, chocolate chip cookies, and macadamia cookies. The chocolate chips and nuts sunk deeply into the soft, baked dough, making sure that the eater had a taste of them with each and every bite. "If Timothy stops eatin' them they'll be more than enough." Raven sneered.

“Chocolate Chip Cookies. They have chips flavored in three kinds of chocolate, vanilla, peanut butter, and butterscotch.” She pulled a cookie from the folds of a napkin arranged to keep them warm. “They’re for the person who can’t make up her mind.” Mackenzie studied the cookie as Judi placed it in her hand. “Too bad you can’t do the same thing with men… bake them all into a single cookie, so you don’t have to pick just one.” With her eyes wide, Mackenzie stared at the older woman. “I don’t have any men to pick from.” Judi tucked a stray curl back into her scarf.

Some supports him but some are very unreasonable. Can ‘she’ tolerate his fans, their love and hate? As usual he got carried away by these questions. He sighed heavily and mumbled "Where are you MY VANILLA?" and drifted to sleep. He didn't know why but he calls his future partner as vanilla. For him, vanilla ice cream is pure as white, smells pleasant, tastes divine, and soft as cloud. He always imagines that his would be wife will be like Vanilla. His favourite Vanilla.

I said. I could hear the soft crisp laughter from across the phone. "No problem. I'll still tell you anything." An hour later, I had made more lemon crinkle cookies than I expected. Rose, Jasmine and Violet had just gone through a series of nosebleeds almost simultaneously, so I made the cookies to make them feel better. They ate their fill, but there were still two jars left over. Gloria refused to eat more, suggesting I take the rest of the cookies to the packhouse. Well, it wouldn’t hurt to share.

And I definitely can’t talk to my dad. I park Wesley’s truck in the garage at the packhouse so I won’t disturb him and Haven at their home, then hop out and make my way inside, stopping in the kitchen to check for any of Cookie’s homemade cookies. I may have had dessert with Taryn at the restaurant, but Cookie’s cookies are legendary, and as much as I enjoy Claude’s food, his macarons do not compare. Only the cookies at Brewed Awakenings even come close to hers. And there is no such thing as too many cookies. Plus cookies are good brain food, which I desperately need. “Score one for Cookie Monster Beta!” I exclaim as I find a storage container on the island counter full of still warm chocola