Romans & histoires Yandere Cookies

"Surra, do you have any idea how much I've missed your cookies? I thought you wouldn't come to work today." "Why wouldn't I?" Yuna sat on the chair at the side. Watching them enjoy her cookies, she couldn't help but grin widely. Anya looked at her. "Surra, there seems to be one more flavor for your cookies this year, right?" After that, she grabbed the shortbread. "Is this something new?" "Try it." Anya had a bite. She made a sound. "The texture seems to be even better than the cookies." "If you like it, I can bake more of these for you next time."

“Jules might not have baked it, yes. But, he assisted me in getting the measurements right. That counts for something, no?” “What do you call them?” I asked, pointing at the tray in front of him. “The cookies you made, I mean. They ought to have a flavor or something like that.” “Oh, yeah. They’re spicy cookies.” Cole said, scratching the back of his head. “Spicy cookies?” I raised my eyebrows at him. “I’ve never heard of those before.” “Well, now you have,” Cole said as he placed one on a plate and handed it over to me. “Here you go, try it out and tell me what you think about it.”

"Anything you want to talk about?" I shook my head, forcing a smile. "Just the usual. But I brought you something," I said, holding up the box of cookies. Cole's eyes lit up, and he reached for one, taking a big bite. "Mmm, these are amazing, Nicola," he said, his mouth full, “Arabella is going to go crazy over these.” "Thanks," I said, feeling very happy, "Mr. Paterson actually gave me an A-plus on these." "Wow, that's impressive," Cole said, reaching for another cookie. "Looks like all your hard work is paying off."

Cole and I stopped and turned in his direction. He stopped running, bending forward and placing his hands on his knees, resting and catching his breath. “Wait,” he raised his one hand, still panting. He lifted his head and smiled at me. “Xian tried this new cookie recipe. Please try it,” he offered, giving me a small container filled with different sizes of cookies. “Don’t taste it if you want to live long, Brielle.” Cole laughed at him, shaking his head. “Don’t listen to him. Xian bakes great cookies.”

So I am the one to blame. Kartika then adds some spices like a tablespoon of salt, a tablespoon of coconut milk, a clove of garlic, a thumb of tamarind, a tablespoon of angkak (fermented red rice), a tablespoon of anise, a tablespoon of star anise, a segment of lemongrass, a tablespoon of cardamom, a tablespoon of nutmeg, three petals of cloves, two segments of ginger, three segments of galangals, a segment of turmeric, a tablespoon of petis (a condiment of a fermented fish), a tablespoon of harissa (a hot sauce made from chili peppers, paprika, and olive oil), a bottle of antiseptic, and a bottle of mayonnaise to the stew. She then stirs it with a blue staff that she has summoned before. Th

The licking on my belly button ceased and the woman finally lifted her head up and to my absolute horror, it was the last person I expected to see. Tanika. She scooped some of my cum with her finger, taking it into her mouth and sucking on it like it was the best thing she had ever tasted. She climbed on top of me, tracing objects on my chest with her long manicured nails. "Cookie, look how cute you are. Did you enjoy yourself just now? I'm sure you did. Now tell me, did you miss me?" She asked with a sadistic grin on her face. Cookie. That was the name she always called me when we were together, because it was her favorite dessert. I had thought it was cute before but now the name disgusts

No sooner did she say the words than Xander came downstairs, looking as if he was raring to go. "Right on time, Mr. Xander! Come and try Mrs. Sinclair's baking. They're cranberry cookies, your favorite—" Jenny hurried over to him. But Xander barely glanced at the cookies before he turned his gaze away. "I'm heading out, Jenny. I'll have them when I come back later!" Jenny gave him a puzzled look. "But you said you've been craving these cookies! What are you heading out for anyway? Is it more important than having the cookies?"

I scrunched my nose, pointing at Carl's plate. "That's because he saved us, Ang!" Carl was smirking when I looked at him. Then picking up a cookie, he shoved it in his mouth but not before passing me a wink. He was obviously enjoying it. Nutella cookies are my favourite and I need a total amount of 15-20 cookies to fill my stomach and what could these fine do? But at least I still get to eat them. I sulked as he continued to eat the cookies with the smirk still intact.

“I thought I recognized you!” I was just about to respond when Zander came in the door. “Bryanna, what are you doing here?” Zander asked. “I made you cookies!” Bryanna squealed, pushing a container in Zander’s face and pushing her boobs together at the same time. Gosh, she is not a subtle person. Quite embarrassingly predictable. I giggled to myself, and Bryanna shot me a glare. Zander smiled at me from behind Bryanna, then changed his expression when she turned back to him.

I could feel danger flags going off in my head as my shoulder grew wet with Eli tears. “If I can’t be your friend, what the point of being alive anymore? Not having you in my life is death itself. Don’t kill me, Aurelia. Don’t.” I could feel cold sweat appearing on my back, as Eli’s cutesy voice grew darker. ‘Okay, I forgot one important thing. He is the yandere love interest. I can’t just be cold towards him. He is literally a wildcard.’