Black Cake Book Novels & Stories

He knew so well that the boss didn't joke about this name and also grew furious when the name was said. “It could be that it wasn't part of the things you burnt?” “If tomorrow should pass and that book isn't in ashes then consider yourself a corpse!” He walked out of the room to the lounge. He could not believe that her recipes could be revived and tasted the same way that she made it. Right proportion of wet cream and butter. Not too soggy and not too thick. “Alexa..... Alexa.....I really don't know where you got that book from but making that food just made my patience for you cut!”

While i was thinking about a way, the door opened and Alex walked into the room asking, "Hey, what are you doing here leaving the front door open?" When i looked at the floor, there wasn't a shadow and when i turned around to see, there wasn't anyone but the window was open. Alex closed the window saying, "Why did you open the window? It's chilly out there." "I…" "I got a nice smell when I came home-" "THE CAKE!!!" I ran downstairs and turned off the oven at the correct time. Alex, "What are you baking?" "Eggless apple cake. Elise taught me how to do it."

“No, I did not. I found it on the internet. I was tired of saying nieces and nephews all the time.” “Okay, fine. What kind of cake do you want to bake?” “I was thinking of a chocolate cake. There’s a recipe I printed out, so I know what to get. I just want you to tell me which ones are the best. And I’m kind of lost with the baking terms, so I need help on that as well. You can tell me, and I will do the rest.” “Did you forget I have a full kitchen filled with quality ingredients? Why don’t you make your cake here so I can help you?“

We decided to celebrate it this time around, we felt the process will be easy for us to figure out but who was I kidding? I didn't know cake making could be so time-consuming and brain-tasking, the cookbook was helping us move faster but also slowing us down with the measurements. "I told you to order a cake, Mum will be back by noon and I don't think we will have a cake ready by then," Brianna continued talking as she poured the whisked egg into the flour while I busied myself with reading the cookbook for the sixth time today. "I am sure we will figure it all out," I smiled dropping the book on the counter. For the first time, I didn't want to order a cake, I wanted to make something for m

Chapter 26 The kitchen was a mess and I couldn't take it anymore. I didn't know how long it would take to bake a cake but it was awfully too long. I was careful to check through from time to time because I didn't want it to burn to ash. Then, it was just my wish because the instructions were not straight even if I followed through every little detail in the recipe. It was almost like everyone had their personal recipe for chocolate cake. Each recipe I found on YouTube was more complicated than the other.

She laughed, “Well it didn’t slip any of ours.” She went into the kitchen and brought out a big sheet cake with a black wolf in the center. It read, “Happy Birthday Zariah and Onyx.” I loved that she included my wolf in the message. I smiled, “Thank you so much. This is really sweet of you.” She handed a knife to me and I started slicing it. I gasped, “I love chocolate cake. Is that strawberries between the layers?” Grandma Izzy nodded, “Sure is. I made the whole thing from scratch.”

“What can I do for you?” “I need to order a cake,” Ruby said. Rebecca’s eyes lit up. “It’s for Katie, no doubt.” She opened a large book, found what she was looking for, then spun it so it was now facing Ruby. “We have three pages of designs you can choose from, or you can customize your own.” “I actually already know—” The sound of the door opening diverted Rebecca’s attention and she hurried across the store to greet the newcomers. “Let me know when you decide what you want,” she said over her shoulder.

The black and white theme worked with little highlights of gold here and there. A spread of food and treats lined one wall with the three-tier cake with its white frosting and black cutouts of wolves racing up to the top tier where a custom moon topper sat saying ‘Prince or Princess.’ The bakery chef and I are the only ones that know the top layer of the cake contains candies that will reveal the genders. I have had to do my best to keep the knowledge safely stored in a far corner of my mind where André wouldn’t find it. I want him to be as surprised as everyone else when Alec and Crista cut into the cake. The party, of course, was a huge success.

“Do you think he killed your father?” “Good-bye, Gail.” “Wait a minute,” she said. “We haven’t talked payment.” “Triple-chocolate, peanut butter, pecan brownies?” “What? You can actually do that?” Her voice sounded breathless. “A baker’s dozen?” I asked. “As much as it pains me to say this, no. I want something else this time.” My payback alarm blared like an air-horn inside my head. “Brownies and black forest cake with mocha-caramel drizzle?”

She said and directed me to where I would be meeting the bakers and testing the cake. Stacks of design books were kept on my table. The walls also had cake pictures framed to decorate them. There were a lot of choices, I was so grateful I wasn't going to make the decisions alone because I would have to pick out all the cakes. I reached for the first book on the pile and immediately fell in love with the cake on the front page.