Arcane Cupcake Novels & Stories

I looked at my father, who was already tying an apron around his waist with quiet dignity. Alex was attempting to wear his backward. This was going to be a long night. Alaric and I claimed the far left counter. “Strategy?” I asked. He rolled up his sleeves with composed precision. “We execute efficiently.” “That is not a baking strategy.” “It is.” I laughed and started pulling ingredients from the pantry. We decided to go ambitious. If we were doing this, we were doing it properly. Vanilla bean cupcakes with buttercream frosting. Dark chocolate lava cakes. Lemon shortbread cookies. And because Alaric insisted on balance—salted caramel tarts.

“You… what?” Aria gave a nervous little grin, fingers brushing Elara’s jaw before slipping away to point at the box. “Cupcakes. Grape ones. Mini - sized. Gluten - free. Mostly. I remembered about your diet, so…” Elara didn’t even glance at the box. She crushed their mouths together again, swallowing the rest of Aria’s words.

The elevator trip to the parking garage was quiet except for the muffled sounds from the lift and Alaric's steadying breaths. “Welcome back to ‘Southern Success Stories,’” said the interviewer, a polished blonde woman named Sarah, as the cameras rolled. “We are here today with Alaric Montenegro, the brains behind the Montenegro Bakery franchise, which made waves in the south. Alaric, it's good to have you." “Thanks for having me,” Alaric answered, because he could always talk to the press. "Now, I've got to ask about your signature cupcake -- the 'Sweet Mistake'. Your customers have turned it into legend. Can you give us some background on that?

“And sorry about earlier—I tried to reach you after the call, but the network was fluctuating. My boyfriend just wanted to talk to you about something, but I should’ve known you’re a married woman.” My pulse spiked, but I hid it behind another smile. “Oh—uh, yeah. It wasn’t even about that. I was actually on another call with Shawn then. He was looking for me.” “Ah, Mr. Responsible,” Aria teased. “Makes sense.” She pulled out a pink box tied with a ribbon. “I brought cupcakes from that new place downtown. This one’s strawberry swirl. I’m thinking my bestie-bestie could have it.” Diane’s eyes widened. “Thank you!” She reached for the box, cradling it carefully like treasure.

It takes a few moments before he comes to the passage that he needs. The title of this chapter is called: “The Arcane Realm.” This chapter describes another dimension that is full of power that the creatures of Sky World call the Arcane. The passage goes on to note what this realm is, an untapped and unending source of power. With the power of curiosity, all creatures in the realm have been able to call upon this power, transferring their mana into a spell via a conduit. Troy turns the page that explains the transference spells and conduits. His pointer finger slides down the transference spells that mainly deal with movement such as transportation as well as contraptions that use arcane mag

He turned to go back to his room when the door opened and Cade stepped out and once he saw Alren, he stared with an expression that shifted quickly from cautious to surprised at the sight of Arlen holding out a bakery box like some kind of awkward peace treaty. "Hey," Arlen said, voice quieter than usual. "Can I come in?" "Yeah. Of course." Cade stepped back, letting him through, eyes flicking curiously to the box still held out between them. Arlen followed him in, setting the box down on his table before he lost his nerve. "I got you these. As, um. An apology. For earlier." Cade opened the lid, glancing at the neat row of cupcakes inside, and something warm and faintly amused crossed his fa

•Cassie POV• “Newmoon Cupcakery!” Ava exclaimed, staring through the window as I pulled into the driveway of the building. “Woah, this isn’t just a cupcakery shop, this is a masterpiece of gourmet desserts and so many other things. I’ve dreamt of being in this place since I was a kid.”

The pitter patter of her bare feet set off a series of explosions behind Julian's eyes. She moved around with effortless grace. Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, with a lilac bow at the end. Earpods in ear, she hummed and flittered around in his kitchen, baking…cupcakes? The cupcakes were covered in white and purple frosting with little edible letters stuck into them. Just then, Adele turned around. Her breath hitched for a second before she broke into a wide smile. Too wide. “Hey!” Julian cleared his throat, feeling his mask come back on.

After a while I forget to be self-conscious, and I slip into the evening, laughing at Cameron as he eats a whole chocolate cupcake in one bite. Seeing the cupcakes makes me think of Alastaire. There are all sorts of amazing flavors to choose from – Black Doris Plum, Golden Syrup, Red Velvet Buttermilk. I almost buy a box of cupcakes just for him, but decide not to at the last moment – I don’t want to carry it around all night. Plus, tonight is about me, not Fable. I’m doing normal teenaged girl things tonight. Double dates, wearing pretty dresses, getting hit on by some random guy I barely know. Normal.

So weird. I feel a sudden push on my back and I turn to see Jessica standing there, looking radiant and energetic. "Go on! Open it!" she urges me and I nod sheepishly. My eyebrows draw together in contemplation as I lift the lid of the box. My eyes follow the moment and they widen as soon I see what is inside. The cupcakes inside aren't the usual ones. They have some stuff written on them. Each cupcake has an individual word written on it, and when you join the words on all of the cupcakes together, they form a sentence.