Beyblade Birthday Cakes Novels & Stories

"I will explain things to her." I looked down at his hand on my wrist and said, "Let go. Erina's waiting for you." He finally snapped back to his senses and slowly let go of me. I held Nora's hand and walked out. "Wait." Larry hurried back to the car, brought out a cake box from the backseat, and handed it to Nora. "Happy birthday." Nora's eyes brightened at once. However, seconds later, Erina smiled and added, "This is the limited edition cake that Larry ordered for me a few days ago at Creche Bakery in the Neutral Zone. I didn't know that it was your pup's birthday today too. What a coincidence! Happy birthday, little one!"

I said back to him. As Shayla sat back down, the waitress brought in a molten chocolate cake with a sparkler on top, singing happy birthday with the other waiters, the plate had happy birthday written on it with caramel topping. I gave the best smile I could right now and pulled the sparkler out to wave it around some before taking a bite of the delicious cake. The cake would probably would be the best part of the entire night. Between Azai and my brother, I did not want to be here. I would have rather been tied to the back of a truck and drug down the road than be where I was at this moment.

It was a cake with lit candles on top. Eighteen fiery reminders that I had my birthday in the gargoyle realm. "What's this?" Had he gone out and got me a cake? It looked that way. "A woman needs a cake for her eighteenth birthday, even if it is a little late." He pressed his lips to mine softly. "Honestly, I'd rather have other things," I said. "Especially since I don't eat cake." "Other things are nice." He wriggled his eyebrows, making me laugh. "But this is a special cake made with special magic from the realm of Sharra."

"Yeah, really. The cake will take the mold of her favorite princess. The decor will be Barbie-themed, and the fun objects will be themed according to lightsabers." It was hard for me to envision most of what she was saying. Presumably, she read my mind because she said, "Don't worry. I will make a prototype to show exactly what I mean. Trust me, your daughter is gonna love it." And she was right! Dawn was over the moon when Becky returned with the prototype about a week later. I loved it too, but most importantly, I agreed to it because the celebrant gave it a thumbs up. "About the payment. Can you please give me your account number so I can have it transferred to you later?" I said to Becky

“Happy birthday, Laine. Sorry, it’s the best I could do. They didn’t have much of a birthday selection at the petrol station.” The flowers are carnations. Red ones. The cake is chocolate. An eclair with that thick dark icing I love best. It’s the best birthday cake I’ve ever had. The thought pricks at my eyes and my throat feels scratchy. Ridiculous. I’m ridiculous. Drunk, and high on adrenaline, and tired, and scared, and happy. “Thanks,” I say, like that could ever cut it. But it does. It does cut it. He smiles like it’s enough.

It’s clearly heavy, his arm muscles tense as he sets it down carefully in front of me. For a split second, my brain betrays me. He looks… ridiculously hot doing something this simple. I clear my throat and shake the thought away. Focus, Melissa. Blake exhales and smiles. “Okay,” he says. “This part is for Zaiden.” Then he taps the rest of the box. “And this is for you. For your birthday next week.” My brows knit together instantly. “My birthday?” I freeze, mentally counting dates. Today is the twenty-eighth of September.

"Guess what? Tomorrow is my birthday! I'll be turning two!" I felt my heart swell with love and happiness as I knelt down to Zoey's level. "Oh, sweetheart, that's wonderful! How did the time fly so quickly? You're growing up so fast!" Zoey nodded vigorously, her golden curls bouncing with each movement. "I want a big cake for my birthday, Mummy! The biggest cake ever!" Draco joined in the laughter, his eyes sparkling with adoration for my little girl. "A big cake for a big celebration, huh? Well, Zoey, we will make sure you get the most amazing birthday cake ever!"

I close my eyes and mumble. "What the hell do you guys want?" "It's your birthday, Kiara," Andrew exclaims. My birthday? My birthday. I am an adult now. I suddenly sit up on my bed, which is a huge mistake. My iron deficiency gives me a visit. I hold my head to steady myself. I open my eyes and see Ryder come inside the room with a beautiful cake shaped like an ice rink. There are little sKaters on the cake. I always wished for a cake like this on my birthday. A huge smile appears on my face.

I found her by the window, her small frame silhouetted against the glass as she watched the last of the fireworks fade. "Shouldn't you be sleeping?" I asked gently. She turned, her pale face brightening when she saw me. "Healer Bennett! Did you see the pretty lights in the sky?" "I did. And I brought you something special." I showed her the butterfly cake slice. Her eyes widened with delight. "For me? Really?" "Really," I confirmed. "It's my birthday, and I wanted to share." Anna clapped her hands together softly. "Happy birthday! How old are you now?"

Sandy and the others stared in awe at the beautiful little cakes in the box. "Miranda, did you make these yourself? They're so pretty!" "I don't even want to eat them, they're too cute." "Is this a Hello Kitty? And this one's Jerry the mouse… oh my gosh, there's even Bumblebee! You're so talented!" Bryan was eager to join in. He glanced over and spotted a Bugs Bunny cake, which he knew Elizabeth adored. "Miranda, can I take this one?" "Sure, go ahead."