Royal Margarine Cookie X Reader 소설 & 이야기

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.

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.

He placed his creation in front of Xavier. Xavier looked at it quietly, his fingers moving on the e-reader before displaying the screen. "Asymmetrical but structurally sound." Leonard looked at this assessment and gave a somewhat helpless smile. Meanwhile, Merida was completely absorbed in creative joy. Her pastries came out in odd shapes, but she enthusiastically pressed her "creations" into Xavier's hands. "Xavier, this is for you! We'll eat them together!" Xavier looked at the lopsided little pastry in his hand. He didn't refuse or show any disdain, just stared down at it. After a moment, he wrote on his e-reader, "Thank you. I will taste it."

Margie stated as she rubbed her nose gently. Bastian lied on the sofa and replied, "That's fine. I don't really mind if you serve me with a bottle water only. I only stop by here." "Wait for a moment." Margie walked to the kitchen and open the fridge. Coincidentally, she found a new pack of cookies inside. She assumed that it must be Jessie's, but she still planned to serve a bottle water and cookies to the Alpha. "Here are the bottle water and some cookies. I'm sorry if I can only serve you these things." Margie put the bottle water and a pack of cookies on the table near the sofa.

The woman’s offer almost made my mouth drool, their cookies’ smell hit my nostrils from outside the shop, and having smelled them up close, they just seemed to tingle a sense of want in me, I nodded biting my bottom lip to prevent my smile from widening. “Take a seat dear” the woman smiled at my reaction, amusement filling her expression. “And here’s some hot chocolate to warm your insides as well” the old man said softly, he put a white mug filled with hot chocolate and marshmallows as the old woman brought a white plate with three hand sized cookies, these were the largest cookies that I’ve ever seen, the ones in the palace were small ones and I was never allowed to have more than one or o

I placed the milkshake and the ice cream on the tray and climbed into my bed, ready to read and snack. I grabbed book four, ‘Romancing Mr. Bridgerton,’ and I started reading it. I was reading and snacking. By the time I had read half of the book, I had eaten all the brownies, finished the milkshake, and started on the ice cream Sunday and cookies. Colin and Penelope’s story is so amazing.

And I definitely can’t talk to my dad. I park Wesley’s truck in the garage at the packhouse so I won’t disturb him and Haven at their home, then hop out and make my way inside, stopping in the kitchen to check for any of Cookie’s homemade cookies. I may have had dessert with Taryn at the restaurant, but Cookie’s cookies are legendary, and as much as I enjoy Claude’s food, his macarons do not compare. Only the cookies at Brewed Awakenings even come close to hers. And there is no such thing as too many cookies. Plus cookies are good brain food, which I desperately need. “Score one for Cookie Monster Beta!” I exclaim as I find a storage container on the island counter full of still warm chocola

It did taste a lot better than the skim Ru usually used. Maggie handed her a plate with two extra-large cookies on it and smiled. Ru almost mentioned she’d only wanted one, but this was her mother’s way of spoiling her, and in Maggie’s mind, there was a lot of spoiling to make up for. “My day was good. I need to talk to you and Nana about something.” Ru bit into the cookie and warm chocolate spread throughout her mouth. “These are so good,” she managed around the bite. “Thank you,” Maggie said, though there was something behind her eyes that made Ru know she was a little worried. “It’s Nana’s recipe.”

“I’m a Prince, Everleigh. You think it wasn’t beaten into me at a young age to not accept treats with strange provenance? Especially those which are admittedly medicinal?” I roll my eyes again and snatch one of the cakes, popping it into my mouth and beginning to chew. “See? It’s not poison. Probably.” I go a bit still, suddenly surprised by the absolute deliciousness of the flavors burst onto my tongue. Chocolate and mint – balanced and sweet. I press my fingers to my lips against my smile, truly delighted at Margot’s talents. I look up to see Auden quiet, studying me with that stern, handsome face. I stare back. “Are you waiting to see if I croak or something?”