White Lily Cookie Novels & Stories

Half an hour later, the pandan-flavored cookies were already being smelled by anyone who passed by the kitchen. Lily smiled as the dull green pukis were put into a container. She planned to bring the gift to her uncle and aunt. Not forget to leave a few pieces at home. "Excuse me, ma'am." A servant walked over. "Jum ordered that Mr. Keenan would like a cheese omelet for breakfast. There are lettuce and tomato slices on the side of the plate. I see, ma'am." "Okay. Thank you." "You're welcome, ma'am."

“Someone has to. You work too much.” Kai took a bite of the cookie and groaned softly in satisfaction. “Okay, I’m not even exaggerating. These are amazing. You’re magic, Lily.” I giggled and leaned my head against his shoulder. “They’re your favorite, remember? I wanted to surprise you.” He took another bite, then turned to me with a smirk. “Wanna taste?” He held up the last bit of the cookie near my mouth.

“What if I was actually pregnant but wanted to hide it?” Without missing a beat, Luna says, “That’s easy. Just take half the pill.” I nod. “Got it.” Reaching for one of Eli’s cookies, I’m halfway to my mouth before— Smack. The cookie flies from my hand and lands on the floor. “What the? Luna!” She picks it up and drops it into a small bowl of yellow liquid. Immediately, the cookie turns pitch black. My eyes widen. “I told you not to eat anything,” she says sharply. “Where did you get this?”

“Then let’s go.” Annabelle turned to Lily, who was standing nearby, and called out softly, “Lily, come here for a sec.” Lily hurried over getting the hint, cradling little Alan in her arms. Her eyes sparkled as she lifted him slightly. “Alright, young master, let’s see what special treat Seb whipped up for you this morning. Bunny-shaped cookies—chocolate ones. Think we should try them first?” Alan wrinkled his nose, hesitant at first, but the sight of the little bunny-shaped treats made his eyes light up. A wide grin spread across his face. “Cookies? Bunny cookies?”

Lily said and I squeezed tight my eyes, forcing a lump down my throat to keep my emotions in check. “Can we talk about anything but him?” I said and it took a while for Lily to nod her head. “Care for some honey cookies?” She asked. “Honey cookies?” I repeated after her with a glee in my heart. “Whoa! I love that so much.” “I will be right back.” She said and got up to leave. A moment later, Lily arrived with a tray. Plate of cookies, jar of juice, mashed potatoes and scrambled eggs, and pancakes.

White flowers for my innocent daughter. He'd also brought bags of candy and small toys. Chocolate chip cookies. Gummy bears. A coloring book with princess themes. Things that would have delighted her beyond measure. Liam knelt, arranging everything with a solemn care that broke my heart. Then he did something that shattered what was left of my heart. He knelt, and with the sleeve of his expensive suit, he gently wiped the glass over Lily's photograph. He polished it until her smile shone through, bright and clear.

I hate how most of them tasted but I knew it was just the kind of snacks Lily liked. Weird snacks. Her eyes went wide like I'd handed her a million dollars, and she clutched the keychain to her chest and immediately tried to pry open the cookie tin with her tiny fingers. I helped her open it, and she shoved a crown-shaped cookie into her mouth and grinned at me with crumbs falling down her chin. “What happened to your finger, baby?” She giggled. “I took needle.” She laughed again. “Lily, needles are bad, didn't you promise to be good for me?”

Collins sat to my right, sweating through his custom-tailored suit, his fingers hyperactively tapping against his tablet as he tried and failed to manual-patch the secondary encryption nodes. Then, the heavy glass doors opened, and the air in the room didn't just drop; it completely disintegrated. I didn't turn my head. I didn't need to. The clattering, unstable rhythm of six-inch platform heels against the hardwood told me exactly who it was. Lily White stepped into the room, holding a silver tray with a pitcher of ice water. She was wearing a cobalt-blue dress that was so aggressively tight it looked like a surgical binding, her bleached-blonde hair teased into a chaotic halo that practica

People would definitely talk. But then again. People were already talking. *Sure. Where?* *I’ll cook. Come to my place. Bring Lily if you want.* Kira’s smile widened. *Okay. What time?* *One?* *See you then.* She set her phone down and looked at Lily. “Want to go to Elijah’s house for lunch?” Lily’s face lit up. “The chef guy?” “Yes.” “Can we make cookies?” “I’ll ask him.” “Yes!” Lily jumped up and ran in circles. “I love cookies!”

Thereafter, the White Lily Cold Flame would appear in the middle of the lava daily. Just like a little pixie, once it had absorbed the energy from the lava, had enough of fun, it would submerge back into the lava. Each time, before the White Lily Cold Flame submerged into the lava, it would bounce to the side of the white jade platform. It would stay at a spot about ten feet away from the white jade platform, paused for a few seconds, as if it wanted to look at Darryl and the two ladies.