Witch Cookie Novels & Stories

Zenos’s eyes suddenly turned cold, and he pronounced authoritatively. The conference hall immediately turned quiet, and all the higher-ups shifted their gaze to Zenos. "Heart waffles?" Zenos calmly arched his brows, folded his arms, and scoffed in amusement. Calmly, Zenos extended his hands and took out a Wafflescookies snack lying on the table. Surprisingly, it was the one Zenos caught with Hayden earlier. "Shirt.” Zenos intoned the product name before fixating his gaze back on the screen. “An old-new product!"

She merely raised an eyebrow and took a step back. The air was electric with tension, and for a moment, all you could hear was the fire crackling and the snow pounding on the windows. Then, in a futile effort to break the tension—or maybe just because I was too aware of Creed being there—I grabbed a plate of cookies and held it out towards him. "These are my legendary gingerbread cookies. We usually serve them with hot chocolate or chocolate milk. Tradition.".

If I went to bed earlier than him, he always found his way right beside me soon after, he never touched me the way I was dying for him to touch me. He would say ‘no’ and nothing else. I came back down to earth when someone ask to make an order. ‘’Oh, sorry. What would that be?’’ I smile. ‘’Four sour patch kids cookies and three mocha.’’ I nod, still surprised that the sour patch cookies would be such a hit. “Will that be all?” I ask. “Yes. I have been hearing about these cookies and want to trying that. I’m an influencer, so I was thinking that you could give them to me for free and I would give them a review for two hundred dollars.’’

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“Do you like the tea? The scone? Do you want a cookie too?” Wren was frozen in indecision. Yes. To all of it. If he said yes, it was just giving Jackson more power over him. The ability to take away something that he knows Wren likes. Wren heard a grunt and glanced up in time to see Kia removing her elbow from Jackson’s side. Jackson’s let out a slow breath. “Eat one of each then tell me your favorite.” The choice was taken out of Wren’s hands. He ate one of each. The chocolate chip cookies were soft, but a little too sweet. There were a little too many chips in them. The peach filled was again, a little too sweet when compared with the honey lemon.

She felt eyes on her and she peered up to met the eyes of the boy. “What would you like with that?” He asked pointing below the glass shelf that had many displays of cakes and pastries. There were so many watering snacks to pick from that it made Maria indecisive. “I’d recommend the chocolate cookie,” He pointed to the one in front of her. “It’s a personal favorite of mine.” The cookie was in two layers with toppings on top and cream on top. It looked absolutely delicious and her mouth watered. The boy handed her one on a plate and said, “We allow new customers to try our snacks before buying one.”

“Chocolate Chip Cookies. They have chips flavored in three kinds of chocolate, vanilla, peanut butter, and butterscotch.” She pulled a cookie from the folds of a napkin arranged to keep them warm. “They’re for the person who can’t make up her mind.” Mackenzie studied the cookie as Judi placed it in her hand. “Too bad you can’t do the same thing with men… bake them all into a single cookie, so you don’t have to pick just one.” With her eyes wide, Mackenzie stared at the older woman. “I don’t have any men to pick from.” Judi tucked a stray curl back into her scarf.

"Trish, stop being upset. Try some of these cookies Vivian baked for you." I turned my head away. "I'm not eating them." Zeke handed me a cookie. "Come on. Just eat it, and we'll be good. Stop throwing a tantrum, and cut it out with the nonsense about your wedding." I immediately smelled the faintest hint of mango in the cookie and quickly tossed it aside. "This is mango-flavored. Are you trying to kill me?" Zeke's expression darkened. "Trish, what are you doing? Vivian made these cookies herself. We've checked, and there's no mango in it. Stop being paranoid!"

Good thing she wasn’t trying to make the pizza as well. “Seriously? You’re still bringing that up?” Zoe said. “That was two years ago and I was trying to cook fancy. If you must know, I make the best gingerbread cookies in town. I just don’t advertise it so I can eat them all myself instead of having to share.” “We are honored that you would let us in on your secret,” Katie said. Zoe crossed her arms and gave a satisfied nod. “Thank you, Katie. At least someone appreciates me around here.”