White Lily Cookie Novels & Stories

Her lips were white and chapped. If the cave was trying to play some games. I doubt Eira would likely be able to get saved. “My mate is ill,” I shouted, my voice echoing through the entire cave. “I mean no harm. I have come to fetch the white Lily flower to save her. Please let me through.” I said. And as though on cue, a thick wave of breeze blew towards my direction, and soon a blue light evaporated from down the cave till it was in front of me.

“Nice to meet you too.” “Since I’m meeting you for the first time I got you something.” Lily’s eyes lit up at his words. Ethan brought out an extra pack of chocolate cookies, handing them to Lily. “Your mom told me you love chocolates.” “Thank you, Mr. Ethan,” she beamed. I sighed, unable to fight the small smile tugging at my lips. Lily opened up the cookies eagerly, but I gently tapped her hand. “Ah, ah, young lady. No cookies till you’ve eaten real food first.”

Hives had begun breaking out across his skin, and his breaths came out shallow. I rushed forward immediately. "Liam, what's wrong?!" But I already suspected. Grabbing one of the cookies, I bit into it. It predominantly tasted and smelled of flour, sugar, and chocolate. But there was something else. The cookies had peanut in it. Horror crashed through me. Liam was having an allergic reaction.

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.

White lilies. “Who the hell approved this?” I muttered, my voice low but carrying. A florist froze nearby. “We thought it would add elegance,” she stammered. “Elegance?” I dropped the arrangement back on the table with a thud. “This company’s colors are black and gold. Not a funeral white. Replace every single one with black roses and golden orchids. If I see another lily, you won’t be paid a single cent.” Her face went pale as she nodded and hurried off.

she said, entirely unapologetic. We sat, and the woman began explaining flavors. Vanilla bean. Lemon raspberry. Chocolate espresso. Almond with honey buttercream. Red velvet. Coconut cream. Lily leaned toward me and whispered, “We have to try all of them.” “All?” I murmured. “I thought this was a tasting, not a challenge.” She smiled innocently. “Did you bring your competitive spirit or not?” The first bite was vanilla bean. I took it seriously—fork, careful bite, thoughtful chew.

"You're lucky. To have her, I mean." He looked at me then, really looked at me, and I wondered what he saw. A pregnant woman abandoned by her husband? A problem to be solved? A pawn in his game against Adrian? "Elena," Mrs. Chen called from the kitchen. "Come here, dear. Lily wants to show you something." I found Lily standing on a stool by the counter, carefully arranging cookies on a plate. Her tongue stuck out slightly in concentration. "I'm making a pattern," she explained. "Chocolate chip, sugar, chocolate chip, sugar. Patterns are important. My teacher says so."

Dax said when she walked up to us. “Ohh, I don't want to fall. I won't run again,” Lily promised. Argh! All of these were just too perfect. “Where are my cookies? Did you finish them?” Lily asked. I wanted to play a prank on her but I could already see that her eyes were watery. “It is in the kitchen. Let me go bring it for you, wait here with Dax,” I said and walked to the kitchen. I brought the remaining cookies and we also joined Lily to eat them.

Meanwhile Adrian worked nearby while pretending not to watch. Fair. Because honestly? Watching Lily concentrate was one of his favorite things. The way she stuck out her tongue slightly. The way she frowned at complicated tasks. The way every tiny challenge became incredibly important. Reasonable. Then disaster struck. God. Lily carefully picked up her favorite cookie. The one she'd spent twenty minutes decorating. The masterpiece. Fair. And immediately dropped it. God. The cookie shattered. Complete destruction. Reasonable. Lily froze. Stared. Processed. Then her eyes filled with tears.

I blurted out. “White Lotus pearl weed? What is that?” Lily's voice cracked up, and everyone in the crowd began whispering. “White Lotus Pearl weed? Isn't it the rarest herb that grows only once in a century? It is said that it can revive the dead.” As soon as these words escaped through one of the elders’ lips, all the Omegas and their mates rushed to get a glimpse of it. Their eyes flashed with jealousy and greed. Among them, Lily was the one who looked the unhappiest.