White Lily Cookie And Pure Vanilla Cookie Novels & Stories

Lily coughed, with her eyes wide as she tried to open the oven door without getting her face hit by the hot air. "Under control? It smells like you're cremating something in there. You didn't tell me anything about baking!" I couldn't help but clamp a hand over my mouth to stop myself from laughing. Lily glared at me. "What were you even making again?" I asked, stepping closer. "Cookies," she muttered, waving more smoke away. Her mum grabbed the oven mitts and pulled the tray out herself. The cookies... if you could even call them that... we're pitch black. Not dark brown. Black.

the maids and chefs chorused as I entered the kitchen. “Good morning. These look wonderful,” I said, gesturing to the two long tables filled with dessert. “You made sure the cookies were–” “Vanilla flavoured. As little sugar as possible,” Diana and two other chefs chorused. “Just like Alpha likes.” I flushed, trying to figure out the number of times I had said those words that they would know them by heart. “G-Good to know.” Reaching for the nearest cupcake, I took a bite, moaning as it melted in my mouth.

Liam marked the list on his clipboard and grinned up at her “Rudolph and the reindeer?” “Check.” “Snowflakes?” “Check.” “Cookies and milk?” “Chec—” Molly cut off her own sentence as she stared down at an empty cookie platter. “Wait. No check.” Molly held the empty platter out towards Liam. “Liam, did you eat all of these cookies?” “No way. I’d get so sick.” Liam imitated a queasy expression before pushing the platter back towards Molly. “Maybe Hannah didn’t make any this year?”

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.

I only but chuckle at her and shift in as close as I can get to her. Now is this tortured bliss or a pure act of a game that we have played for the past few days? I am hinting at both, for that vanilla is attacking my senses, but there is something else this time. It is lily; she has adorned her body in the sweet smell of lily and vanilla. How have I missed this before? The mere thought of the sweetness makes me want to delve my body into hers.

“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.

Then she turned and walked out of the room. I picked up a peanut butter cookie and Daniel chuckled, “Those are still your favorite?” I smiled, “Yes and so are sugar cookies.” Daniel laughed, “I’m glad I asked her to make them.” Jace asked, “Lacey, what about you? What’s your favorite cookie?” She smiled, “I’m all about the chocolate. I love chocolate cookies with chocolate chunks.” He laughed, “I’m the same way. Except I love No-Bake cookies.”

Gabe notices for the first time, the sweet aroma filling the kitchen and his stomach rumbles in anticipation. “We are perfect.” Liza answers him as he comes over to give her a side hug. He looks down at the array of confections spread before Liza and he grins. “What is with all of the delicious sweet treats?” “We had a craving.” Liza says with a casual shrug and Abby turn back from the oven with yet another pan of cookies, smiling at Liza's reply. “We made sugar cookies, some froted and some not, peanut butter cookies and chocolate chip.” Abby tells him.

He wouldn't trade his fiance for the world. "What'd she want? Some good ol' sex." I tease him. "I wish." He says laughing at me as he teasingly pushes me away. "She wanted ice cream and waffles." Chloe, Lucas' fiance, has been pregnant for 6 months and as you can notice, she's been having some midnight cravings for a while now. "Don't get me wrong, I love her so much, but she send me back to make new waffles because the previous ones were too brown." I laugh as I picture Chloe ordering Lucas around all night.

"You’re seriously not going to share those?" Sofia asked, her blue eyes—the exact shade of Lucas’s—darting between me and the tray. I couldn't help but laugh, waving her forward. "Knock yourself out." "Unreal. These are legendary." She didn't even wait for a plate, swiping at her chin as a stray chocolate-coated oat threatened to drop. Watching the two sisters attack the cookies like they were a starving pack made something in my chest loosen. "Glad you like them. I go heavy on the peanut butter and vanilla, but I cut back on the milk to keep them thick."