Strawberry Cookie Run Novels & Stories

"So I was thinking starbucks , we can have donuts or something? " "yeah , sure" We go to starbucks and order our stuff. I order myself a chocolate filled donut with chocochips and coffee with creamer ,while harry orders himself a croissant and a black coffee. After eating , we go to my place so i can change and then we leave for the show . when we enter the set i say,"thanks haz, i had lots of fun " "That's not how you thank someone" "What are yo-" harry cuts me off by smashing his lips onto mine, not caring if someone gets a picture of us kissing or the people staring ,so i do the same , i kiss back.

I squirm in my seat, the friction teasing my swollen clit, but it’s not enough—I’d combust, my whole body exploding in flames if I don’t make him taste me soon. School ends; I rush out, ignoring Mimi’s echo about riding home together. No way I’m sharing what’s mine—she’s stolen enough. But texts buzz in: “I know you ditched me… no worries.” Then: “Party tonight. Bring him. Or I hunt you down for life.” I felt it was a Perfect plan anyway—get drunk, lower inhibitions, execute my plan: Dante’s mouth on my pussy, his tongue delving deep, devouring me until I shatter.

POV Willow It only took a few minutes to drive to the pack house and I grinned when we pulled up. The pack house was designed to be intimidating and it did a good job of it. It was a huge structure with imposing pillars in the front with a wide porch. Devon pulled up to the front door and one of the humans hired for the night took his keys to park his car for him. We thanked him and walked in. The party was already in full swing when we got there. The dinning room was full of tables of wonderful food laid out buffet style and the meeting room was set up with a dance floor and the DJ was already playing loud music complete with flashing lights and a fog machine.

She was running and running along the path laid out not knowing where she was going. Eloisa ran all the way to the hospital from the pub, which was almost on the other end of the village. As soon as she heard the news, she closed the pub and ran all the way to the hospital. When she reached her mother's room, she saw her sleep and nurse fixing her saline tube. Eloisa entered the room and the nurse looked up at her. The room smelt so stale and filled with medicinal smell that it made her almost choke. She had never really liked hospitals anyway. She came to the hospital only three times including today. Not once she felt comfortable here. Hospitals always smell of stale and death to her. The

Why? Because your fiancé isn't who you think he is. A distant shout, now closer, echoed. Larris clutched her hand once more. Move. She hesitated. Then she heard Desmond's voice, angry, ordering. Bring her to me, NOW! Her decision was instantaneous. She ran with Larris They ran down alleys, puddles splashing below their feet, as rain turned the whole city into a glowing smear of streetlights and danger. Larris led her to a basement garage behind an abandoned laundromat. He unlocked a dusty car, ushered her inside, and sped off just as the guards rounded the corner.

After that, Anna would occasionally see Kim appear in the Five Roses bar as a substitute bartender for those who could not be on duty. “Honey, the table in the corner. This is yours~” Kim placed on Anna’s tray a strawberry cocktail, the light pink color in the glass darkening from the bottom to the rim. On the side of the glass, there is also half a red berry, which looks very delicious. Anna looked at the cocktail in fascination. She did not regret praising Kim. “Miss Kim, this strawberry cocktail is beautiful. Your skills seem to be getting better and better!” Kim heard Anna’s compliment, and she laughed haha, hands patting her enormous chest.

Running across the sand. Fair. With Adrian's shoe in his mouth. Reasonable. Proudly. God. Very proudly. Fair. Like he'd hunted it himself. Reasonable honestly. Then the chase began. God. Cookie ran. Fair. Adrian ran. Reasonable. Peanut ran. God. Then everybody else ran too. Fair. The entire beach. Reasonable honestly. Then Cookie turned it into a game. God. The worst possible outcome. Fair. Because puppies love games. Reasonable.

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

"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

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