Pure Vanilla Cookie X White Lily Cookie Novels & Stories

Parang kiti-kiti siya na kanina pang pabiling-biling sa higaan sa tuwing makikita niya ang garapon ng cookies na ibinigay nito sa kanya. Ayon dito, ito mismo ang nag-bake noon para sa kanya nang malamang paborito niya ang cranberry and white chocolate cookies ng Cafè mi Amore. Talagang nag-effort pa itong aralin yun para lang sa kanya... 'That's the sweetest thing!' Usually, guys will just give her expensive gifts, but him? 'Oh my gosh, I'm lost in this game, but I don't care!'

Being nosy is my hobby these days with him. Andreas chuckled. "How was it? Are you happy?" he looked at me shyly. I nodded. Of course, I'm thrilled with this bouquet of white lilies. White lilies have been my favorite flowers since childhood. I smelled the bouquet for a long time and said, "I like the scent. Thank you for the bouquet, Andreas." She had a soft smile on her lips. "I'm happy that you're happy, Vanessa."

"Come have a look for yourself.” She stepped out of the way, and made hand gestures, motioning me to go have a look for myself. I opened the oven and pulled out a tray... What the actual fuck! They were actually different batches of them, with most of them being my favorite; brown chocolate cookies, and the others, white chocolate cookies. “Oh, my world!” I gasped, taking in the tantalizing sight before me. "I would need you to take a bite and give me your review.” She kept her grin. I bet she was loving the moment.

Once in her hands, Maria's big emerald eyes ogled the tasty treat in her hand. The vanilla waffle cone was dipped in chocolate with white, red, and pink sprinkles on top. For her choice of ice cream flavor, Maria picked vanilla and chocolate swirl which was topped off with pink edible pearls, a bark of peppermint chocolate, and a pink icing sugar cookie shaped like a heart. "It's beautiful~!" Maria was in a state of awe, drool shamelessly running down the side of her mouth.

He tells her. She lets out a squeal and does a little dance in her seat. I call it her happy food dance. I look around, and everyone is smiling at her. There is a sealed dish on her tray with something in it. She squeals again when she opens it. There are four large cookies with some type of cream in the middle. Nate asks Ms Amy what they are. I know for a fact that Ms Amy has just made a new best friend. The cookies themselves are chocolate mocha with raspberry almond cream filling. She pops the top back on and starts eating. I hear a growl, and we look over. Tyler is trying to get himself a cookie.

Dmitri must have paid almost a fortune, because what kind of baking classes did graduations in debutante gowns. The hell?. Every air inside the place smelled sweet, fresh vanilla, chocolate, and warm butter drifting from the rows of decorated cakes lined up like jewels behind glass displays. Lily’s eyes lingered on them as her mother pressed a small plate into her hands. “Here, hold this for Gio,” her mom whispered. “It’s her macarons. Only one visitor is allowed to see the graduate, so I’ll take them in. Wait for me outside, okay?” Lily chuckled, shaking her head. “You’re fussing more about this Gio ever would.”

He’d hate it. “Hii! Some cookies to go with them…” Nose covered in white flour, Ian presented a tray of bad-looking treats. They didn’t taste bad, she knew. But they looked ugly enough to refuse first. Noah was aware Vanessa hadn’t moved an inch. She expected him to refuse the cookies, so he scooped up five instead. “Are they vanilla? I had you pegged for a chocolate kid.” Noah’s voice came out muffled by the way he was chewing two of them.

Theo watched as Lily’s eyes roamed over the options, her smile growing as she took in the colorful array of choices. "What’s your favorite flavor?" he asked, leaning against the counter as they looked at the options together. Lily tilted her head, considering the question. "Hmm, I haven’t had ice cream in so long, I’m not even sure. But... I think I’ll go with classic vanilla. It’s simple, but it always makes me happy." Theo chuckled. "Vanilla, huh? Can’t go wrong with a classic." He turned to the attendant and ordered two scoops of vanilla for Lily. For himself, he picked chocolate fudge with caramel swirl.

“You look like you’re about to marry it.” I ignored him, peeling back the seal. The scent hit me first—warm vanilla, caramelized sugar, and the faintest trace of white chocolate. It was intoxicating. Inside, three glossy pastries sat perfectly aligned on a soft linen base, each one shimmering under the office lights like edible jewels. I gasped. “She actually did it…” “Did what?” “She made it exactly like the photo she sent me earlier.” I pointed at the golden drizzle curling across the top like ribbons. “Look at the precision, Damian. It’s art.”

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.