Pure Vanilla Cookie X Reader Novels & Stories

she cut in sharply, creasing her brow. He raised a brow at her, "Why? You haven't even tasted it." "Because I love my swallow," Cookie said and they both chuckled. "So you like Eba?" He asked and she gave a nod with her head. "Wow, it's hard to see a girl who can proudly say that," he said, "I can already see signs that you are different," he complimented. Cookie subconsciously blushed lightly with a smile. "So what about you, don't you like eba?" She asked curiously.

I glanced across at Davin, who was devouring a heart-shaped cookie. "How's the cookie, Parker?" I asked him. "Perfect," he replied, selecting another one. His gaze narrowed at the icing, his expression turning serious and focused. Something didn't feel right.

The old man sat in his soft chair leaning his back relaxed while closing his eyes. Back again Charlotte and Violet were discussing something important in the living room. In the middle of the discussion, Charlotte opened the jar of cookies and tasted it deliciously. "How does it feel?" “Mmm of course I've always loved these cookies . You always buy it at a famous cookie shop, I'm sure I really enjoy it, even one jar is not enough for me," said Charlotte, busy eating cookies devouring like a greedy lion. "Okay, then tomorrow I will bring a lot for you."

“You’ve got to try one. They’re fantastic.” I watched him devour the cookies with an enthusiasm that was almost contagious. Why was he eating the cookies like they were his last meal on earth? Were they really that good? Reluctantly, I picked one up and took a small bite. The cookie crumbled perfectly in my mouth, the rich buttery flavor and just the right amount of sweetness catching me off guard. It was… delicious. I closed my eyes, savoring the flavor, the warmth spreading through me in a way I hadn’t expected.

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“No-bake cookies!” She hurried forward and started to reach out, only to pause and eye me curiously. “Are these…?” I laughed and swept out a hand. “Help yourself.” “Oh wow, thank you. Oh! Mmm. These are really good.” She swiped at her chin when some chocolate-covered oats drizzled down. I brightened as I watched the two sisters devour them as if they were starving. “Thanks. I go a tad bit heavier on the vanilla and peanut butter, lighter on the milk.”

“But not just any cookies. Special ones. We wanted to make them taste like your favorite dessert.” My scrubbing slowed. “My favorite dessert?” Alex beamed. “Yep! The vanilla honey cake you love. We were gonna make cookies that taste just like it.” Warmth bloomed in my chest. I looked at the mess again, and suddenly, it didn’t seem so terrible. “That’s… really sweet of you guys.” Alexia grinned. “We figured since you’re always making stuff for other people, we’d make something for you.” I shook my head with a small smile. “Well, you definitely made something. Not sure if it’s edible, but it’s something.”

Inside were cookies, perfectly baked, with a small note tucked beside them. "A pinch of sweetness for a new beginning - Ivory." A small, unexpected smile formed at my lips. I took one bite, and the taste was like a portal to my childhood, sweet, comforting, and utterly mesmerizing. Finally whatever the weight on my chest throughout the lifted slightly. The thought of her, thoughtful, kind, and always surprising, made me feel something I wasn't sure how to name it. Jacob might think he knows her, but he doesn’t. Not like I do, and I’ll be damned if I let him drag her back into his world, but the cookies she sent got me some relief and boosted my energy to work more.

the maids and chefs chorused as I entered the kitchen. “Good morning. These look wonderful,” I said, gesturing to the two long tables filled with dessert. “You made sure the cookies were–” “Vanilla flavoured. As little sugar as possible,” Diana and two other chefs chorused. “Just like Alpha likes.” I flushed, trying to figure out the number of times I had said those words that they would know them by heart. “G-Good to know.” Reaching for the nearest cupcake, I took a bite, moaning as it melted in my mouth.

" 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