Black Cake Book Review Novels & Stories

But I also had a fully paid, custom-commissioned cake threatening to go soft at the edges, and the invoice to prove it. The moment I reached the grand double-door entrance, a man in a sleek black suit and a headset stepped into my path. He had the kind of expression that said he’d rather be anywhere else. Probably cleaning the chandelier crystals with a toothbrush. While blindfolded. “Invitations only,” he said without blinking. “I’m the baker,” I said, already out of breath. “I have a delivery for the Blackwood party, custom triple-tier cake. Macadamia praline base. Your client will flip if this....”

“Kamrynn, you’ve been holding out on me. Why didn’t you say so sooner?” “I didn’t want to be a bother,” I said with a small laugh. She stood, brushing her hands off. “Stay right there. I have just the thing.” Moments later, she returned with two plates of rich, moist black forest cake, the scent alone enough to make my mouth water. “You’re a lifesaver,” I said, taking a bite and practically melting into the couch. “This is everything I didn’t know I needed.” “Don’t mention it,” she said, digging into her own slice. “Consider it a reward for surviving this far.”

I hummed. “Well, you have nothing to worry about. I’ll turn on the heater a bit, yeah?” With that, she stood up and raced towards the dial. “Hopefully, it'll make him feel a lot more comfortable.” *** The cake tasting went flawlessly, all things considered. The baker was nice enough to bring out a slice of each of the flavours they have available in the store, and Edward and I took turns tasting it and critiquing it. Edward was making a face as I was forcing him to eat the rest of the cake. I was insistent that the chocolate truffle stood out the best. Carrie also handed us a book, and asked us both to peruse it, pointing out about the designs.

It would have been easier to move on if it didn’t feel like we were still intertwined. A few moments went by of me staring into the darkness. Eventually, curiosity gnawed at me, and after some hesitation, I quietly tiptoed back into the kitchen. My steps were careful, the floorboards barely creaking beneath my feet. The slice of cake beckoned to me, its presence tantalizing. I grabbed a fork and took a small, delicate bite. The flavor that exploded in my mouth was unmistakable—banana nut cake with cream cheese icing. I couldn't help but smile as I savored the fluffy interior.

Humming to herself, she headed for the kitchen as planned and pondered on her recipe book looking for a dessert dish. The day before, she had gone to meet Olivia, Crighton’s housekeeper to ask her for Jake’s favourite dish. The latter had been so pleased that she had even proposed to drop in late afternoon to help. After a lot of fuss, she opted to prepare a black forest cake. She was feeling excited like a housewife in every sense of the word. She, who had always scorned the women who had nothing better to than stay at home waiting for their husbands was actually proud to be acting like one today. She had never thought that her greatest wish would become to be the best wife in the world.

Mike was so much excited to Milka, lately they have been busy planning for their wedding, and so they had no time for themselves. Their cake was already ready, so the matron allowed them to have cake testing. Mike picked a piece and ate, Milka and Ivana stared at him, waiting to see his reaction before they could eat a piece too. It was a black forest cake. Mike closed his eyes and moaned, the cake was so sweet according to the moan. “I like this, will tomorrow's cake taste like this?” Mike asked. “Yes, this is the taste you asked for,” The matron replied.

"Mm, this is very delicious." He took a slice for himself and bit into it, nodding in agreement. A smile pulled at his lips. "Yes, Roza. It is." ***** I don't know about you, but I'd seriously love to try black bread. When I was looking up the recipe for the cooking lesson that happened in the last chapter, my mouth watered. It looked so good, despite the color and some unsavory ingredients. I hope I get to eat it, one day! In regards to this chapter, the villains are now awaiting their doom! But, so will you. ;)

“What’s that?” “It’s a chocolate cake with peanut butter frosting. Claire and I made it this weekend.” Juno arched a brow. “I didn’t know you could bake. I guess she does?” Bodie laughed. “Truthfully, neither one of us are very good, but we muddled through. It’s just a matter of following instructions.” He removed the cover, revealing the frosting was a little uneven, and the cake was sloped. “Don’t let the appearance fool you.” After a brief hesitation, she reached out and plucked off a piece, taking a bite. “That’s surprisingly good.”

He said to her. She didn't understand what he meant. Of Course it was the right book. It was the only one that was left of her father's and she knew that he wouldn't have given her something that was a fake. “What are you talking about?” she found herself asking him in a shallow tone. He pulled his chair forward standing before her with a scowl as he showed her the page. “This looks like a cookbook. It is a recipe for a soup. A cake and some type of meat. And these pages are just random allocations”. He hissed, causing her to furrow her brows in confusion. She knew that couldn't possibly be right.

Besides, it's been a while I had such spare time for myself, so it's best I use it to do the things love doing best, which includes baking, I baked a 2 step chocolate cake because who doesn't love chocolate, Alex got my chocolate addiction, he is so going to love this cake because I made sure the chocolate can be tasted in each crumb, I also made cookies with smoothies to go with them. "Oh my, Paige this is wonderful, where did you learn this" Grace exclaimed, taking another bite from my cookie, she refused to eat the cake saying she could feel the amount of chocolate in it without eating it, but I won't blame her it is really much, and it isn't so healthy especially for her at her age, "My