Anime Cupcake Novels & Stories

I also made a mental note to ask her about the origin of her weird name. She appeared at the door without as much as a sound. I gasped in shock seeing her there with a tray of freshly baked cupcakes. The cakes smelled so good but they had an odd color. They were purple. My favorite color but I still wouldn’t touch them with a fifty-inch pole. I wouldn’t touch them if I was chained to a fifty-inch pole and left under the full blast of the sun’s heat. I wouldn’t touch them if the fifty-inch pole was brutally rammed continuously in and out my tight pus-

MILA'S POV "Are you actually trying to murder me?" Spencer, my desk neighbor and work rival stares at the box on his desk as if it contains live rattlesnakes. Which it really doesn't. I look down at my handiwork. Eight beautiful lilac cupcakes sit in two neat rows. The frosting is swirled just right, each one topped with a tiny edible flower I found at the fancy baking supply store in Cambridge.

“And you’d help me.” They both burst into laughter as they walked inside. The shop was not crowded just a few people sitting by the windows, enjoying their tea and cakes. Abigail and Maya made their way to the counter, their eyes roaming across the display. “Look at those cupcakes,” Abigail whispered, pointing at a row of delicate pink frosted cakes. “They look too pretty to eat.” “And that chocolate tart,” Maya added, her eyes widening. “I’m not leaving here without tasting it.” The girl behind the counter smiled warmly at them. “Good morning, ladies. What would you like to try?”

Tony said gruffly, then winked down at Gemma. “Please, guys. I just ate one of Mom’s cinnamon rolls,” Kyle groaned. “I bet you ate the middle one too, didn’t you?” Gemma teased. “Don’t worry, she made a whole cake pan.” “Good. The middle ones are my favorite ones.” “Too bad Dad ate the other one,” Kyle replied. Gemma let out an exaggerated groan and pretended to faint. “But I need that one," she whined. "It has the most frosting, and they’re never as done as the ones on the outside,”

Once all the ingredients were ready, Cyra and Mami Mili started to prepare the cupcake batter together. Cyra began by sifting flour, cocoa powder, salt, and baking powder. She set this mixture aside. Meanwhile, Mami Mili creamed the butter and refined sugar until it became fluffy. Cyra added eggs to the low-speed mixer, and Mami Mili added the flour-butter mixture. They also included vanilla and other cake-raising ingredients in the mix. After thoroughly combining all the ingredients, Cyra poured the batter into cupcake liners in a baking pan. Mrs. Mili put the filled cupcake pans in the oven and baked them at 185 degrees Celsius for fifteen minutes or until fully cooked. After they had cool

It was a half hour later when Chan stared with disbelief at the cupcake that looked very much like a cup of hot chocolate in front of her. It was beautifully made with white fondant as the cup and handle and the chocolate meringue as the hot chocolate. On top of this sat a pretty little candle. “What is it for?” she asked, pointing chopsticks at it. “It’s your birthday cake,” replied Dara proudly. “Since you made it quite clear you don’t want a party or fancy birthday cake with the number twenty-five on top of it, Soriya and I made an executive decision we’d just go with the cupcake.”

“Seems like it.” “Alrighty.” Nancy moved to the display case and placed two cream puffs into a white paper box. Folding the lid inward, she explained, “Sush doesn’t take more caffeine when she’s stressed like that. In the last few months when she looked like she was losing it, I normally treated her to one of these babies or matcha cupcakes. Since the cupcakes are sold out, this is our only option.” As Nancy jabbed the numbers on the cash register, she asked, “She sent you to get them?” “No,” Greg replied curtly, placing a note on the counter and saying, “Keep the change.”

Andy saw his friend bowing her head thinking about something, he thought she was also thinking or liking someone, so he touched Celica's shoulder and asked: "Who are you liking, Celica? Does your face look like you're trying to say something? Which guy are you interested in?" "Shut up you idiot, keep moving forward, and watch your way!" Andy looked down at the ground when he saw a cupcake the size of a cupcake his grandmother used to make, and without Celica's warning, he would have nearly tumbled over and made everyone laugh. The three of them are getting closer and closer to Zaki's noodle shop, from afar, it seems that this is a horse-drawn carriage, with barrels of broth, a brazier attach

I’d sit at the window chatting to Caleb on my mobile so he could still see me, but he would never come close. Cupcake girl, yep that’s right. Cupcake girl takes my hand and gently pulls me up. “What’s your favourite drink?” “Erm…I’m ok thank you.” I didn’t want to seem rude but ordering a hot drink is low on my list of priorities right now. “You can’t hide without a drink!” She tuts at me. Oh, was she expecting me to pay to hide? “I’ll have a hot chocolate please?” “And cake…” She added. These cupcake lycans sure knew how to manipulate a situation. I look at the cake shelf only to see a coffee and walnut looking cake with the name I’ll be lycan-ing that. I scowl and turn to lycan cupcake on

tanong naman ni Cupcake habang sinuri ang buong itsura niya. “Of course, this is still me. Your beautiful and lovely best friend, Dynee Andrada. Eh, may importanteng meeting kasing in-attend si Sir Oliver. So, kailangan niya ako sa meeting na ’yon, kaya ayon may pasok ako kahit sabado ngayon.” “Sir Oliver?” Sabay na nagtanong sina Fina at Cupcake. “Oo, si Sir Oliver Acemzade. Siya ang boss ko at ako ang assistant niya. Bakit?”