[ DISCLAIMER: This book is FILLED with angst. Expect some fluff scenes. ] Dark Choco Cookie. Dark Cacao Cookie. A move within these Cookies.. is unforgivable. A cookie is on hunt for one of the cookies. With this problem, the King Dark Cacao needs the help and assistance of the outlanders. Join their journey solving the mystery with the alliances and other cookies to find out who is the hunter... and the responsible for Dark Choco's cracks. This book may contain spoilers of Chapter 13 - 14 in Cookie Run: Kingdom. If you do not want to be spoiled, please skip the chapter. I will be putting the notice for it. [ THE COOKIES INCLUDED IN THE BOOK DOESN'T BELONG TO ME, THEY BELONG TO DEVSISTERS CORPORATION. ]

dark choco suddenly woke up and now at the past but he doesn't question a thing all he cares now is fix his mistake and avoid every possible out come that will led him to the same future as he was in but soon he will found out that it's not only him who was sent to the past but another one ...or two? who will they be ? and are those two also part of the dark cookies ? or maybe they are actually a good cookie ? ...or maybe both ? and will dark choco cookie tell his father that he is actually from the future ? and that he was a descendant in the dark cookies ? who knows (only ik 😝)

There was once an Sixth Ancient among the Five...They were since then, forgotten from time, only told from the legends to ancients. Till a certain cookie from a certain kingdom, resembles him by dough.

After dark enchantress is defeated the ancients including white lily got together again But there was one ancient that seemed off.... Dark cacao missed dark choco hoping one day he can hug him in his arms again. The ancients want to help and together will they uncover the story of Dark Cacao of will they fail their best friend..... Characters belong to Devsisters Story is mine no copyright is allowed Cover is mine Hate or criticism might be deleted depending on the scale

Mint Choco Cookie, a talented violinist, had just finished doing yet another outstanding performance on a winter night. When he was walking back home, he spotted something shaking on the streets, it looked like.. A cookie? Or Mint basically seeing GingerBrave and saying "this is my son now."- The hc of Brave being Mint and Cocoa's son brings me so much joy that I decided to make this, smh you can't tell me they're not family aigehd-- updates might be inconsistent, I've gotten a burnout from writing for a while, but I'm back for this fic!! I'm also trying a slightly different writing style, because why the hell not?? I'm just doing this for fun and just goofing off!! and also some traumatic shit in here too but- mostly wholesome! Hurt comfort type of thing! Also I guess you can say this is a bit of a mix of a human/cookie thing because of the first chapter? Idk, I'm also starting to notice I'm rambling for too long so I'm going to stop now- enjoy the story! :D💕

After Dark Choco has left the Cookie's of Darkness, he decided to banish himself from the Dark Cacao Kingdom, his homeland. Dark Cacao was ready to forgive him for that and sends his soldiers to get him back only for them to find Dark Choco on the verge of turning into crumbs..when he is healing, all the traumatic experiences of Dark Cacao and him returned back to his mind, making him question if his sin was really forgiven... Oh and the Cookies are kinda humanised (is that a word-) so something I will mention blood instead of strawberry jam or vice versa, dough instead of body etc. There will be spoilers in certain parts in the story, mainly the ones in Cookies of Darkness. If you haven't completed the story yet and don't want to see spoilers I suggest you not to read this book.

The Land of The Cookie Kingdom is as beautiful as it is dangerous, especially considering how unstable magic can be. What happens when GingerBrave wanders into the forest to go and explore-only to find a suspcious clearing with an even more stange structure amidst the flowers and the grass? As it turns out- some things are better left undisturbed.