Arcane Cupcake Novels & Stories

I breathe an internal sigh of relief. “Welcome to Pâtisseries de Loup Magique,” she says with a smile, “Can I interest you in our wolf spirit special? It’s a coffee with two cookies or a cupcake. I highly recommend the cupcake option. They really transform in your mouth.” I turn my attention from the board with flavors listed to the woman. She is stunning, with a sly smile on her face. I feel my breath catch in my throat, standing this close to her. “I...uh…,” I falter before I speak, “Yeah, I’ll take that, please.”

Katy, in a simple gray t-shirt and jeans, jumps off from the counter and meets me halfway in the small seating area of the bakery. She outstretches her hand, "Hey, I'm Katy. Anessa is the cheerful one and then Tabitha. Do you want a cupcake? Chocolate cupcake with chocolate frosting is most often selected in these situations."

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

I said, assuming that Luka was known in the game as Unknown User. “Unknown User has denied a wedding ceremony, does Player Reyna still accept?” “Yes.” I repeated. “Congratulations, Unknown User and Player Reyna have entered a sacred marriage. The marriage is definite and will be uploaded into the Arcane Realm system. Please accept these items as a wedding gift.” The automated voice said as another screen appeared before both Luka and me. “What does it mean the marriage is definite?” I asked.

The floor is scattered with nail polish bottles, ranging from bright neon greens to pastel blues, and currently, there is one particularly indecisive little girl kneeling across from me, her tiny nose scrunched up in deep contemplation at the different nail polish bottles. "Not this one," Cupcake announces, holding up a bottle of ruby-red polish before promptly setting it aside in rejection. "Too basic." I raise a brow. "Too Basic?" She nods so expertly. "Red is too... I don’t know. Grown-up lady. Brie wears red sometimes, and it makes her look all mysterious and cool, but I don’t want to look mysterious and cool. I want to look sparkly." I snort. "So, what? We’re ruling out all reds?"

“They’re perfect. Just like you.” “I’m glad you like them. I burned the first batch.” I grab the tray while Anya makes coffee, and before I set the cupcakes down on the coffee table, I pop another one into my mouth. I look at my mother. “I missed your honey cake with pineapple.” “I’ll make one as soon as I’ve unpacked.” Anya comes into the living room and places the tray down beside the cupcakes. “Help yourselves. I didn’t add sugar and cream.” Mama pats the cushion beside her. “Come sit.”

“It’s not exactly something you lead a conversation with. Hi, my name is Aaron Tilbrook, I’m a physio therapist, and a warlock.” The interior of the shop had been thoroughly modernized, the furniture, walls and trims all painted in distressed white. A strip of glass-fronted cupboards lined the wall behind the counter, where a glass bain-marie displayed cakes with names like “Forget Me Not Teacake,” “Sour as Revenge Lemon Curd” and “True Love’s Chocolate Brownies.” “Bianca and Aaron, how lovely to see you both,” the woman behind the counter’s dark hair frothed around her stunningly beautiful face. “And this would be Morgana Ivy, finally come to see us. I had begun to wonder if it would happen

It's five times the size. "Sage, Arcel shovel. Arcel, Sage." It's good that Rose did what I had in mind. "Let's have a drink!" Rose excitedly opened the whiskey. He translated the sarling glass. He also translated to Sage and Arcel. I took the cupcake that was on the table and bit into it. I'm not hungry. I just want a distraction. Sage's stare is intimidating me. I can still feel that burning feeling of annoyance so I just diverted my attention on the cupcake I can't even appreaciate the taste. It's really good and Rose and Arcel are here.

Like the Moon Goddess had given them abilities meant to work together. "Athena, where do you want the cake?" Sarah called from the kitchen doorway. The cake. Of course. "I'll come help," I said, carefully extracting the blade of grass from Adrian's hand, it immediately stopped glowing, and scooping him up. In the kitchen, two elaborate cakes sat on the counter. Sarah had outdone herself, one decorated with a garden theme for Arianna, complete with edible flowers and butterflies. The other had a forest scene for Adrian, with trees and woodland creatures.

Arc "Welcome, everyone! Glad you're all cozy and settled in." A warm voice called out, and its owner came into view from the corner, carrying a tray of freshly baked cupcakes. The aroma of sweet vanilla and chocolate wafted through the air, tantalizing to a person's taste buds. "For a host, you're fashionably late as always, Angel!" Kaitlyn teased, a playful grin spreading across her face. Angel gave an apologetic look, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "Cupcakes can be a bit finicky, but I hope they're worth the wait! I wanted to make sure they were perfect for our little gathering."