Cinnamon Toast Ken Novels & Stories

her soft voice gets Kana's attention. In a quick gaze, Kana studied her wholebeing. A white lotus huh. Kana smiled sweetly. Consort Pleng is the type who are usually silent and bullied but actually hiding her black roots to attack when everyone thought that she's harmless and unbothered. "Oh, that's a cinnamon roll Your Grace. I played a bit in the kitchen this morning.." Kana smiled widely. "It is made of dough, Filled with melted butter, cinnamon powder and sugar powder, the toppings are caramelized sugar and pistachio nuts."

I looked at Claire and her mum and asked them to give me a little more time. "Okay Aiden, listen up. I was in a meeting before you called me and so immediately I tell you this, and as soon as I'm done, I'll hang up. So you can decide to use the triangle toaster or the other one. Okay, plug it in, get two bread slices and spread whatever you want inside it. The butter , peanut and jam are in the refrigerator and you can also decide to put your eggs inside it. Once you place it inside and close it, a green light will come up and once it goes off, your toast is ready. Is that good? But Aiden. I'll call you later tonight." I took in some air and exhaled before I went back to join the ladies.

he said, and no matter how Freya pressed, Kenneth insisted he was busy. He left, leaving Freya no choice but to wait for his return that night. Unfortunately, Freya slept before Kenneth could return. It was already morning when she finally had the chance to speak to him. Kenneth knocked on her door at six a.m. He invited himself in but for a good reason. “Kenneth,” she said, clearing her throat and sitting up on the bed. He was carrying a tray filled with small portions of food—two small bowls of yogurt with chia seeds and fruits on top and breakfast canapés. There were mini Korean pancakes and egg muffins packed with vegetables, as well as avocado toast and caviar toast.

There were some boiled eggs in a try, some cereals and milk in a cup, and some toasted bread with jam and butter on the side. There was a jug with freshly squeezed orange juice which made Ken hungry he put some juice in a glass and Tina said I will allow you the juice only but go and freshen up and come down for breakfast. Ken offered to help but Tina politely declined his help and he had no choice but to comply with her order. At your service madam, she saluted her and kissed her lips. Tina replied with a beautiful smile showing off her dimples and her beautiful white dental formula. That turned on Ken more and he had to be naughty and squeezed gently her behind. Go Ken please don’t start i

Alex proposed, "Let's prepare scrambled eggs, French toast, poached tomatoes, and a milkshake for breakfast." Kenny intervened, "That sounds like too much fat. We should make boiled eggs, toast with brown bread, and serve a glass of juice." I listened attentively to their suggestions, determined to create a breakfast that Cassandra would cherish. As Kenny defended his unorthodox nutrition approach, Alex and I exchanged surprised looks. Kenny insisted, "It's a healthy option." Expressing my disbelief, I declared, "I am not her nutritionist!" while shaking my head. "Sure, go ahead and prepare a breakfast loaded with fat for her. But don't come to me crying when she can't fit into her wedding d

Hopefully he likes it. Why do I care? “Let’s eat and then we can get moving,” Kahlani suggests, pulling three bowls out of the cabinet. We prepare some cereal for something quick to eat so we can get going. I pour some Cinnamon Toast Crunch, my favorite cereal while Kehlani pours Cinnamon Raisin Bran and Ryker pours some in his bowl after Kehlani. In my opinion, they both picked really boring cereals. Kehlani has an excuse, being a vegetarian and all. But him? Is he a vegetarian too and that’s why he picked something so dull?

Though I did my best to not show it while making Kenny breakfast. Finishing the scrambled eggs and bacon I made for Kenny, I placed the food on the table. I then popped a piece of bread into the toaster. Waiting for the bread to turn into toast, I went to the refrigerator. Pulling out the door, I reached inside, grabbing the orange juice and butter. Closing the fridge, I then placed said item on the counter and moved to grab a glass from the cabinet. Soon enough I was pulling the juice into the cup and the toast popped up, signaling it was ready. I spread the butter evenly on the piece of toast despite my burning hands, then placed it on the plate of food before making my way to the dining r

My body tries to find a comfortable position in my bed but I end up tossing and turning all night. ***** The warm glow peeking through my curtains tells me how I have only eaten chips and candy for dinner last night. My stomach roars for a meal. Kate is going to feel the same way when she wakes up. Groggily sliding out of my bed, I go into our small kitchen and pull out the ingredients to make cinnamon french toast. After cooking the toast to perfection, I lather some syrup and powdered sugar on top of it but it was still missing something. Rummaging through the fridge, I find some strawberries that I washed and cut into slices and lay those on the top of the french toast. Next, I prepared f

“Let’s go before she drags us there by force.” We end up at a little neon-lit shop on the corner, sticky floors and rainbow sprinkles everywhere. Kenzie orders something violently pink with gummy worms sticking out. Claire gets mint chocolate chip, Aaron orders plain vanilla—of course he does—and I go for cookies and cream, which immediately wins me “coolest grown-up” status with Kenzie.

"But first, eat. You need food to keep you going." I nodded and took a deep breath, knowing this wasn't going to be the last of his teasing, but I accepted the reprieve. I took a bite of the French toast and had to admit it was perfect. Crispy on the outside and soft on the inside with just the right amount of cinnamon.