Witch Cookie Novels & Stories

“Sweltering… but if you forgive me, I won’t mind!” His derisive snort answered her. “Do I matter that much?” “Wait—are you angry? Please don’t—” Hearing his ragged breath, Wendy discarded the cumbersome paws and placed a tentative hand on his chest before retrieving her peace offering. “I came to apologize. Don’t underestimate these cookies—they took my entire morning.” Each treat bore meticulous deep-purple icing with yellow-and-white lettering. Five cookies spelled “SORRY.” See? She was truly remorseful. Fluttering her lashes, Wendy presented them with saccharine sweetness.

She opens it excitedly and sighs with content when she notices the warm chocolate chips on top of them . Nora gives one to Nova before digging in and munching on one of them , almost moaning when the soft chocolate melts in her mouth . There were 6 cookies in there , the girls decided to eat the rest of them the next night when the clock would strike 12 , marking the anniversary of their birth . Since it was something they weren't usually happy about , Nova made it a point to do at least something good each year so that the younger wouldn't have such bad memories associated with her birthday .

, says Kiki, pointing at the croissants and brioches with chocolate chips and sablés, “Bite into this one, this one and this one.” I nod briefly, trying each one on, while she paranoidly analyzes whether I have any unexpected reactions. It's not possible, at first I thought it was a tantrum, but I'm realizing it's much worse. Something serious happened to Kiki in the past. It's not binge eating... I take a sablé, experimenting. These almond butter cookies are great. “Hey, it's mine!”, he says, pulling it out of my hand “No, it's not. There's a lot over there, you can eat the others”, I point with my thumb.

was a black noodle dish with seafood, served on a plate decorated with a plastic spider. For dessert, there was a selection of spooky sweets, such as "jelly brains", "chocolate spider webs" and "zombie finger cookies". The "Jell-O brains" were made of red and white Jell-O shaped like human brains, the "chocolate spiderThe "chocolate spider webs" were bars of melted white chocolate with a strand of dark chocolate, forming a spider web. The "zombie finger cookies" were made of cookie dough in the shape of human fingers with almonds to imitate fingernails.

"I bet Luna and I could make the best cookies in the whole world. What do you think, sweetheart? Should we show Daddy how it's done?" Luna nodded slowly, but her eyes stayed on me. Searching. Waiting for an answer I couldn't give. "We'll need chocolate chips," Vivienne continued, standing and taking Luna's hand. "And sprinkles. Lots and lots of sprinkles." "Can we make the ones with the smiley faces?" Luna's voice was small, uncertain. "Absolutely. The happiest cookies ever made." Vivienne led her toward the kitchen, glancing back at me with concern. But Luna kept looking over her shoulder at me, her little face crumpled with sadness and confusion. Like she knew I was lying. Like she could s

“I'm walking down to the coffee shop in town to get some pie since I'm craving it, do you wanna join and catch up?" "God, that sounds amazing,"

I looked up from my phone when I heard Locus talking. "you don't have to come to work if you're still not feeling well." "No, I'm fine," she answered him. I looked at him then I opened my mouth to ask, "why did you kiss me"? I bit my lips and lowered my head. Why would I ask that". "I wanted to taste those lips you have been biting them since we were at work." "I wasn't doing it on purpose, it's a habit of mine," I replied. "I know sweet caramel," he said looking at me while winking at me.

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

Elena I threw the door to Annie and Hannah’s room open. I grinned at them. “I have a cookie for the one that irritates Osprey and Gerald the most.” Annie giggled and shoved Hanna. “That cookie is mine.” Hannah eyed me. “What kind of cookie?” Toya poked her head from around my back before hiding back behind me. “It’s caramel chocolate chip,” she whispered. Priscilla bounced into the room. “I want in but I don’t need the cookie. I’ll do it for free.”