Pure Vanilla Cookie X Reader Novels & Stories

She placed the cookie plate on the table. The warm fragrance of food caught his attention. He glanced at the cookie and then at her. "Thank you." The lady warmly smiles and then walks back to her counter chair. As her work is now done. Edwin silently watched her old back before lending his eyes to the cookies in front of him. He tried one piece and realized it was truly delicious. The taste, the aroma, the sweetness, and the nuts…everything was perfectly combined while the cookies ' smooth texture with great crunch made him feel an appetite soon. He suddenly remembered his mother's homemade cookies.

One day, as Aaron was picking up his order, he looked at me with a smile and said, "You know, Victoria, I have a confession to make. I've been ordering cookies from you every day just so I could see you. I’m not even a sweet tooth." I was taken aback by his words, but I couldn't help but feel flattered. “Oh really? What do you do with the cookies that you order every day?” I asked. Suppose he told me that he threw them away. I would have been heartbroken. “Well, it depends. Sometimes I gift them to strangers in the streets but most times I take them to my coworkers. The difference in how they treat me when I have the cookies and when I come empty-handed is glaring. Who knew that your cookies

Alvin stretched out his hand to me, offering me a glass of wine, which I accepted, smiling. "So... Pattie, what have you been up to..." Melinda asked, yawning at the finish. "Nothing much guys... I think Charles is starting to fall for me..." I uttered, gulping down some more wine. "Ohh that's cute," said Chloe in a low fading voice. Taking another cookie from the plate, I chewed it casually. I was definitely right this cookies had weeds in it. Meanwhile Chloe was mixing a pill inside a glass. "What are you doing..." Melinda asked her in a murmur.

She says to herself. "Wow! This is a good cookie. Where did you buy this?" She asked the assistant that was now in the receiving area. "Miss Bloom made those." She responded while typing on the computer. "Vivian Bloom sure is talented, these cookies are to die for. No wonder her boyfriend has a round physique." She thought to herself. Her mood was uplifted as she ate more of the cookies. When Vivian arrived with her bag she almost finished the whole serving, which was 6 pieces of 3 inch cookies.

Pulling apart from her, I stared into her face with a scowl. Cookie's eyes remained closed, her chest rising and falling and a smile on her face. 'No, I did not make out with any other man,' her eyelashes fluttered before she pulled them apart from her cheeks, 'even with no memories, you found a way to occupy a large space in my heart. To me, I'd find Ame Allen and marry him one day. Then, we'd have thirty-nine children and dip them in colors, so they'd have colorful and bright skins.' She giggled. I pinned my lips shut, nodding in acknowledgement to her answer. I wasn't going to ask how she knew what I was thinking, Cookie is good at knowing what people think most of the time. She still had

In an attempt to sound casual, she continued, "There are indeed many people eager to attend it. Otherwise, Josh also wouldn't fail to secure an invitation." She was emphasizing that Joshua didn't receive an invitation. However, Carly seemed oblivious to her words. Instead, her attention was drawn to the exquisite cookies on the table. There were pink almond milk cookies on the small plate. The cookies had exquisite patterns and were petite in size. They were delicately crafted into bunny shapes, looking both charming and adorable. Carly smiled as she reached out for a cookie. "These cookies look exquisite, especially the bunny-shaped ones," she commented, feeding a small piece straight into

she explains warmly, “It’s my own special blend. It replenishes energy and rebalances power in the body. Think of it as magical Gatorade!” I can’t help but wonder if her cookies work on people who haven’t been through near death experiences. I could probably use some magical Gatorade given what we’ve all been through the past few days! “And yes, you can eat these cookies even if you haven’t been cursed or otherwise injured,” she says with a grin, anticipating my question, “But it won’t do exactly the same thing for you. Its effects on you would probably be closer to drinking coffee. That’s the best way I can describe it.”

“I have never spent this much on cookies ever. Every single flavor was great. I could have stayed in the store and eaten samples all day.” “Here, you guys try one,” Kimmy said, handing Madison and me a cookie each. “They are amazing!” I took a bite. Damn, it was a delicious cookie. Macadamia nuts and coconut, so good. “Mmmm, that is so good,” I expressed. “I’ll need to grab a bunch before I leave Hawaii.” “I know, right?” Morgan said. “Nathan, just messaged me. We need to head for the car,” I advised.

Lena chuckles. “Lemme feed you!” I say as I run my hand to Lena’s mouth. “Ngap….” She opens her mouth and eats the cookie. “Mmm...” She chews the cookie and I eat mine. “Mmm… I love the flavor but I usually bought the peanut one” I say as chew the cookie.

The little goblin stood this way, the book held tightly in her hands, her lips moving silently. "Well?" Mike asked after nearly a minute had passed. "Tink doesn't remember." Shoulders slumping, Tink handed the book to Mike. "Maybe husband figure out?" "We'll see." Opening the book, he was surprised to see the words swim across the page, the text fixing itself in place before his eyes. Expecting some profound piece of magic, he realized he was looking at a fairly simple recipe for peanut butter cookies. Flipping back and forth, he saw that the recipe was the same on every page.