Black Cake Novels & Stories

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!" The box suddenly felt very heavy. I wanted to reject the cake at first, but Nora was still very young, and she pursed her lips at me. She couldn't stop herself from asking Larry, "Can you please eat this cake with me too?" Larry went silent for a while before nodding. We went back inside the house. I opened the box and cut a small slice of the cake. However, when I smelled it, my heart dropped into my stomach at once. It was made

I'll just wait a few minutes while listening to my favorite pop rock music and see if this stirs anything up in that betrayer's heart. Just as a song was playing and hadn't finished yet, a call came to my phone. Yup, my bait was taken by my target - none other than Chandra. I quickly answered the call. " yes." I greeted with an artificially sweet tone. "Whose cake did you put up in your status just now?" he asked. Just as I suspected, all of my assumptions were correct. "The multi-tiered white cake with pink flower decorations and the figurine of the couple on top, right?" I intentionally described the cake I had made in detail.

"Since we don't have an afternoon schedule, how about we visit the bakery and buy her a cake? Since everyone loves cake, am I right? " Kathy agreed, and the two of them decided to take a lunch break at the McDonald's where Jeff treated him. After that, they headed to the bakery where they checked every fancy cake design until Kathy found one that she thought was perfect for their anniversary. It's a black cake with a red-written "happy anniversary" together with a red rose. Jeff agreed since he remembered she loved chocolate, especially the dark one. As soon as he paid for the cake, he couldn't help but thank her.

“I can’t even reach my toes anymore, let alone handle two of these little troublemakers at once.” “Fear not, Kamrynn dear. You have me.” Rmonica said confidently, then added with a teasing tone, “at least your cravings are still manageable, right?” I froze for a second before giving her a sheepish look. “Speaking of cravings…” Rmonica narrowed her eyes playfully. “Let me guess. Pickles and peanut butter again?” I wrinkled my nose. “No, thank the goddess. I was actually thinking of black forest cake.” “Black forest cake?” Rmonica repeated, her tone exaggeratedly scandalized. “Kamrynn, you’ve been holding out on me. Why didn’t you say so sooner?”

she breathed. The baker smiled and with a dramatic flourish, cut into the cake. Everyone hushed, holding their breath. And then— Pink. Velvety pink cake within, layered with raspberry mousse. Lily blinked. "It's a girl? Vandaulf stared like someone had just informed him that he'd won a Nobel Prize. "A girl," he repeated. Helena dropped her champagne glass. "NO." Brenna let out such a shout that the punch bowl almost shook. "YES!"

she screamed, and turned and hugged Caitlin tightly. Caitlin beamed with satisfaction. It was Scarlet’s favorite cake, a red velvet cheesecake she’d once had in Manhattan and never forgot. The bakery in the city was the only one that made it, and Caitlin had taken a special trip the day before, two hours each way, just to get it for her. Scarlet turned to Blake, who was lingering back; she grabbed his hand and pulled him forward, right next to her. “Oh my god you don’t understand!” she gushed to him. “This is the world’s best cake. You have to taste it!”

The baker was more interested in Ivan than she was in the flavor we ended up picking. And Ivan knew this, because he had her eating out of his hand, and this time I didn’t hide the eye roll. He had a disgusted expression at the Lemon olive oil, intrigued at the Almond sponge, a ‘not bad’ head shake at the Hazelnut praline. I have no idea why I was studying his expressions, including the micro ones so closely. “Dark chocolate and espresso, this is your jam.” he nudges me when we try the cake.

Placing the cakes to the table, her fingers intertwined behind her. “Here’s what i’ve been working on for next week” There was a crack in her voice before she cleared her throat. “There’s the Mint Chocolate, the Hazelnut Almond cake which is quite exquisite although tasty not so much. Less sugar because your mother—“ “She loves sugar” He interrupted flatly and Isa hummed.

Naabutan kong nagbi-bake ng cake si Mom sa kusina kaya naman bahagya akong tumikhin upang maagaw ang kanyang atensiyon. "Oh, nandiyan kana pala. Hintayin mo na lang ako sa sala. Ipinag-baked kita ng paborito mong black forest cake saka meron din delight diyan sa ref." Ani mom na muling itinuon ang pansin sa kanyang ginagawa. Bumalik ako sa sala at tahimik na naghintay sa kanya. Maya-maya pa ay bitbit na nito ang tray na may laman na cake, juice at ang paborito kong malaking delight.

The first piece she cut, she handed to Andrew. "I don't like sweets," he said, holding a cigarette. "So many issues," Isabella muttered, picking up a fork to eat herself. Black Swan is a high-end brand of cake, and its taste was naturally good. Sweet but not cloying, it melted in the mouth. After eating a piece, Isabella still wanted more. Licking her lips, she said, "It's very sweet and not cloying. Are you sure you don't want..." Before she could finish the word 'eat,' Andrew kissed her.