Pure Vanilla Cookie Novels & Stories

The stubborn warrior that was Carrie Stewart was in every way opposite to her sister. "Ben? Can you hear me?" I snapped awake and tried desperately to remember what she had just said. "Sorry, what?" I heard her sigh on the other end. "I was telling you I've chosen vanilla, Prudy says it's *in* cake this year. I ran a hand through my hair wearily, "Weren't we doing half chocolate half vanilla, and what's a Prudy?" Megan huffed, "Yes dear, but chocolate isn't in vanilla is. And Prudence is my cake consultant."

I love it thanks Mom. CASSIE'S POV:- As soon as I stepped in. Mouth watering aroma of vanilla and chocolate filled my lungs and I inhaled it as deep as I could. I ran to the kitchen. I saw a bucket full of cookies on the kitchen counter. Stella filled my mug with her special and yummy hot chocolate. I picked up a cookie and took a bite. It was delicious. Heavenly flavor of vanilla and chocolate burst into my mouth as I moaned excitedly. Stella's voice brought me back to earth.

I told him, and I watched his face drop, before he said, “The peanut butter ones are my favorite.” “Mine too.” I told him, as I looked at the cookie in my hand, knowing that I couldn’t keep it for myself. “Here, you can have it.” I said to him, handing him the cookie, and a big smile formed on his face instantly, like he had won the lottery, which in a way he did, because Ms. Caroline’s cookies were amazing.

’ I could feel Asher drooling in my head as he said this. Slowly she turned and my eyes traveled up her bottom. Her almost white hair was swept up perfectly on top of her head where more water like trinkets trickled when she came full face I saw her pouty lips. Her eyes were closed. There was a mark above her left breast. ‘She is Pure! Just like us!’ Asher whined. My eyes kept traveling, her breasts were large but just right on her body you could really see her hour glass figure. A thigh high slit went up her dress and it took everything in me to not pop a hard on right there. Her hands traveled down as she kept moving to the music.

"Don’t move. I’m about to bring back the cure to heartbreak." I watched him walk to the counter, moving easily through the crowd of teenagers. He pointed at the display, nodded at something the server said, and then waited. When he returned, he held a large glass bowl filled with vanilla ice cream that looked like it had been scooped straight from the heavens. Caramel drizzled down the sides, pooling at the base, and crushed Oreos were sprinkled on top. A silver spoon stuck out at an angle. "This is about five servings," I said, staring at it. "That’s too much sugar in a day."

The walls were painted bright yellow, and the glass display showed all kinds of flavors, chocolate, vanilla, mint chip, strawberry, and even mango. Lucy pressed her face to the glass. “Wow… there’s too many to choose from.” “You want to taste some first?” Julia asked. “I can do that?” Lucy asked, surprised. Julia laughed. “Of course! That’s the best part!” They tried three or four each before settling, Lucy chose vanilla with cookie crumbles, and Julia got chocolate fudge with extra whipped cream. They found a small bench outside the shop and sat down, their bags piled at their feet.

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.

Wonder if it's a witch thing. "My dear Analise you are very special. But to understand your place now you must first know how the story began." Helia reached into her pocket pulling out a small vile. A swirling metallic green liquid was inside. I watched curiously as she poured one single droplet onto the table. Upon impact it shimmered brightly as it swirled into a ball. It looks cool but what is it?

It's the best way to eat them and I really wanted to do this with Kia. I was so in my own world that I didn't notice when my cookies were done. I was so immersed in my own little world that I didn't hear the timer go off. It was then I realized when a whiff of vanilla hit me. And there it was. The smell of freshly baked cookies.

“Taste this.” I raised an eyebrow at her and plopped the small cookie into my mouth. I chewed slowly, savoring the otherworldly flavor. It was like someone wove butter and spring air together, danced in the moonlight with vanilla, and had sixteen priestesses bless the sugar. The cookie melted on my tongue as if they carved it straight from a cloud. “Woah….” I sat there for a second, overwhelmed by the simple bite I just took. “That was my recipe, but enhanced by Nix herself.” Melody shook her head. “It was in my hand after our last session and I came back to myself.”