Vampire Cookie X Herb Cookie Novels & Stories

Setting the tray down on the table between them, she took a cookie then lifted her glass for a sip of wine. “Really? Cookies and wine?” “Listen, separately, they’re both good,” Sparkle explained, waving her cookie at the plate, challenging him to join her. “But together, they’re… pure Heaven.” The cookies were good, Kaleb thought, reaching out to pick one up and bite in. All he’d had to do was close his eyes so he wasn’t faced with iced, sprinkled Santas and they were just cookies. “That’s good.” “Thanks.” Sparkle sat back in the chair.

Gerri said, placing it on the table next to Liv’s plate. Why didn’t she take it? She should put it in her handbag. Someone would eventually need it. “You’re welcome.” She bit into the second cookie. Aurelis brought coffee for Gerri and a plate with chocolate-covered cream puffs. “A paranormal dating agency, huh?” Gerri grinned, her blue eyes twinkling with humor. “Yes. You have heard of shifters, right?”

“Herb, the man who runs it, I suppose, gave it to me. And he gave me something of a strange message, too.” “I’m not surprised, dear.” She took a sip of herbal tea, the mug chinking against her front teeth. “Herb is a witch, and has quite a marvellous grasp of time-based magic: past, present, and future. In the same way that Rowan and I can sense your energy, or your aura, your self, as you might put it, Herb is able to sense not only that, but a taste of your destiny, too. I gave him a few of my old Book of Shadows a while back. I do wonder why he saw fit to give it to a young vampire such as yourself, however.”

“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.

She did not like it, but it was the closest activity to the warehouse. “Archery it is,” she whispered, picking up a bow and gear. Her first shot missed the bullseye entirely, though it hit the target. The second didn’t even make it that far. Out of the corner of her eye, she watched an Omega carry a box into the warehouse. She caught a whiff of a familiar, sharp scent: Moon Herb. Moon Herb was rare. It was used for potent painkillers and ointments, but it was also the primary ingredient for Moon Dust—the werewolf version of cocaine. Tristan had claimed his pack produced medicine, but she needed to know for sure.

' Alesteria thought as she gazed at Parie intently. Parie was munching away, enjoying the cookie that she had snuck from the platter that was located near the other table where Xerxes worked. It was sweet, with a little bit of tanginess from somewhere which Parie thinks is from a lemon or orange incorporated in the cookies. It was still good, but the more she eats it, the more she feels light-headed. 'I think this sweet is from the east, or south? I don't know but it tastes good!' She said as she took another bite.

"Victoria? The girl who couldn't even brew a basic healing potion last summer?" As the two walked further away, their voices gradually faded. But I stood frozen in place. A speed enhancement elixir? Among the many types of werewolf enhancement elixirs, Victoria happened to be brewing one with mooncrest herb, with exactly the same effect as mine?

These are dark chocolate cookies with macadamia nuts. I blinked. What the hell? She's even stranger than she was on the first day.

Madeleine announced, padding barefoot back into the room with a ceramic tray balanced in her hands, her alpaca socks were now gone. Three mugs of chamomile tea and a little plate stacked with what looked like cookies, pale, crumbly things dotted with nuts and seeds. Her eyes flicked between me and Vince, her smile as soft as ever, “I didn’t know if you were hungry, Vincenzo, but it’s chamomile. And vegan cookies, oat flour, almond butter, flaxseed, no dairy, no eggs. I make them all the time for my friends,” she said.

“Jules might not have baked it, yes. But, he assisted me in getting the measurements right. That counts for something, no?” “What do you call them?” I asked, pointing at the tray in front of him. “The cookies you made, I mean. They ought to have a flavor or something like that.” “Oh, yeah. They’re spicy cookies.” Cole said, scratching the back of his head. “Spicy cookies?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “I’ve never heard of those before.” “Well, now you have,” Cole said as he placed one on a plate and handed it over to me. “Here you go, try it out and tell me what you think about it.”