Royal Margarine Cookie X Reader Novels & Stories

Margaret had rules that were effective no matter what. I had to remind myself not to salivate on every snack my eyes landed on. It would seem a bit harsh, but Margaret counted all the snacks that were in here. She said she did. Still if I had doubts I couldn’t be proven wrong because whenever something’s missing she had her eyes on me. Okay, Cheryl. Focus! Focus! You need to find suitable snacks to offer Juliet and her Fiancé. And there it was. Standing out in a row of numerous snacks was a pack of cookies. I reached for it without further thinking, I rushed to the kitchen and poured all the content on the plate.

The sharp, sweet flavor helped immediately. “I don’t know how he’ll react.” “There’s only one way to find out.” Before I could respond, Marcus appeared in the doorway. “There you are. Kael is looking for— are those ginger cookies?” His eyes lit up. “Margaret, you’re holding out on me.” “They’re for Sage. She has an upset stomach.” “Food poisoning,” I said quickly. Too quickly. Marcus looked between Margaret and me, then his expression shifted. “Oh. OH. Are you—”

she said and took her seat. She picked one stuffed dumpling and bites it. It was delicious, filled with some chicken chunks and spices. She chewed on it and took a sip of that mango juice on the table. She moved to another bowl which had cereals. If she didn’t have them then her day wouldn’t go well at all. She put the vanilla flavored yoghurt in her cornflakes and began to eat them hungrily and happily. The bowl was small; Maria must have done it so that she could eat the entire food on the table.

My heart fluttered at his action. "What can I do more to cheer up my queen, cuore mio?" he asked, pulling me into his arms again. He pressed his forehead against mine, letting me take in his soothing masculine crisp cologne. "Don't be mad, baby. You know your Syl can't tolerate it when you're upset." "Almond cookies," I mumbled in his chest, playing with the button of his shirt. Suddenly the craving for those cookies rose inside me, long forgotten my anger. "And melted chocolate. And mushroom pies."

Katherine tried to not wake her up as she slowly slid out of bed. Her midnight craving had set in and she was going to grab some of the sugar dip cookies that Margie made ahead for breakfast before going to bed, as though knowing she was going to crave it later, after eating a lot while assisting her with the preparation, Margie already set some aside for her. She made them super soft like Katherine liked, as she found an unexplainable excitement slightly munching and melting them in her mouth. Katherine arrived at the kitchen and grabbed the cookies already coated in melted sugar seated in the oven, the smell drifted into her nostrils and Katherine wished she could just shove the pastries i

We all try the rest of the cookies and finish our glasses of milk. Mr. Thorne passes Mr. Montgomery the list and he reads it out loud. "Okay so strawberry cheesecake is a yes, lemon is a maybe, blueberry is a no, chocolate chip is a obvious yes, cookies and cream is a maybe, macadamia nut is a yes and finally red velvet is a yes." "No Blueberry cookies?" Mr. Montgomery looks at Mr. Everhart. I finish the essay and switch the document from editing to suggesting. "Blueberry was okay but I didn't like the aftertaste" I explained then pass my laptop to Mr. Beaumont.

answered, Astrielle. "Hotdog? Imposible..." Carline mumbles. "Cookies..." I said out of my mind. Both pointed each other and looked at me, "Maybe!" they said in unison. "Whom is it from?" Astrielle asked. "Queenie's mother." I blurted out. "What?!" Carline stood up from the sofa where she sat, "ewww!" "There is definitely something wrong with the cookies..." Astrielle said. "Nothing happened to me?" I shrug my shoulders.

"Yeah, and they're delicious but they're not the main focus of the company 'cause the profit margin is kinda low. Understandably, you don't know this since you've just entered the company. Lucas has a special fondness for the snacks manufactured under his company 'cause Anya has always loved those snacks so Lucas made sure the snacks are well-made." As he was saying that, Jason picked up a shopping basket and threw some of the snacks in before opening a bag of cookies for Corinne to try. "This is one of the classic sandwich cookies by Rivera Group. Do you want to try?" Corinne accepted the cookie and her eyes shrank to pinpoint size with just one bite. 'This taste, it's so familiar.' She fe

She looks around at the unfamiliar surrounding. The walls were painted in white and gold, the bed she was sitting on was big with satin bed sheets. The wall above was adorned by a beautiful chandelier. She felt like she was in paradise. Her eyes traveled around the room till they set on the woman sitting on the chair beside her with a book in her hand. Pride and prejudice was the title of the book. In her perspective the woman was gorgeous and screamed of royalty. From her hair pin, to her jewelry and to her dress.

Opening the bin of peanut butter cookies I made this morning, or maybe yesterday since I still don’t know what day it is, I count them. There are eleven. I made twelve. And I haven’t eaten one yet. But peanut butter cookies happen to be a favorite of Aaron Kensington’s.