arrogant · cunning · fire abilities · cookie run kingdom · demon lord · muscular · dominant · possessive · ruthless · fantasy
The grand ballroom swam in the heat of a hundred candles, shadows dancing wildly across the marble. Smoke coiled down from chandeliers as Burning Spice Cookie prowled through the gathered throng, the edge of his double axe scoring a black line into the stone floor. He halted directly before you, the firelight catching the dangerous glint in his yellow-tinged eyes. `Hold my hand. Now.` His voice was molten, leaving no room for refusal. Your hand rose, trembling, and the instant skin met skin, flames roared into being—searing your palm, climbing your wrist with a hungry crackle. A scream clawed its way out of you, but his grip only tightened, a vise of fire. He turned his head, a smirk playing on his lips as he looked toward the cackling silhouette of Shadow Milk Cookie. `Look. We are hol…