Novelas y relatos de Cupcake Arcane

Arnold asked me in disbelief. “Of course not. It's just we don't have any evidence against her,” I replied as I bit my bottom lip in contemplation. Arnou chuckled a bit and came extremely close to my face. Gods I wished I could close that gap and kiss him. All I wanted to do was run my tongue across his lips and feel his powerful fingers tangled in my hair. “I'm the Lycan of the merge Cupcake, I don't need evidence to convict or punish anyone,” Arnou said with a smile breaking me from my thoughts.

But the Ameira in AMEIRA’S SUGAR PLUM SWEET CAKES remained anonymous where only the real owner knows. After doing the strawberry cheesecake’s toppings and decorations, she immediately boxed the cupcakes she made earlier. Fifty cupcakes in ten pink boxes, everything Hello Kitty as what the client has requested. After closing the lids, she placed the popular unicorn logo of the shop on the box’s top surface. The strawberry cheesecake then made its way inside a box, packed and now ready to deliver. Aimee leaned against another baking table behind her. She smiled and then yawned, causing her eyes to water. She wiped her cheeks and the corner of her eyes using the back of her hand. She heaved a s

I grin picking up the food, throwing fluttering lashes of adoration at him with a grin. “I clearly do … I even bought you this.” Arrick pulls a bag from his jacket pocket, a flat, striped paper bag I don’t recognize and take it from him. Opening carefully, I realize it contains a wrapped cookie in rainbow colors with a sticker that reads. Magical Unicorn Cookie It’s a colorful, chocolate and candy stuffed cookie in supersize and looks like he brought it back with him from wherever they were today. My heart does a happy little skip and almost melts with the gooeyness of how incredibly cute he can be when I least expect it.

“It’s not exactly something you lead a conversation with. Hi, my name is Aaron Tilbrook, I’m a physio therapist, and a warlock.” The interior of the shop had been thoroughly modernized, the furniture, walls and trims all painted in distressed white. A strip of glass-fronted cupboards lined the wall behind the counter, where a glass bain-marie displayed cakes with names like “Forget Me Not Teacake,” “Sour as Revenge Lemon Curd” and “True Love’s Chocolate Brownies.” “Bianca and Aaron, how lovely to see you both,” the woman behind the counter’s dark hair frothed around her stunningly beautiful face. “And this would be Morgana Ivy, finally come to see us. I had begun to wonder if it would happen

Carlos POV Cupcake's birthday is around the corner. A small surprise party and the presence of her best friend will be perfect for her. Thus, I called Scarlet for the last few days and invited her to come over. I had prepared a room in the hotel for her and a private jet, but she refused the private jet politely. I'm not in the position to force her anyway. At least, she agreed to stay in the hotel as my treat. "Cupcake, I'm having a meeting outside. I want you to go back home first. I will see you at home after done with the meeting." I came closer to her. She was in her deep thought with a pen in her grip.

"That is perfect, arigato!" I speak into the phone, before dropping it on the bed. The cake is coming to the tea house ten minutes early, like I requested, just what I wanted to hear as a final detail to wrap up the ceremony. In Japan, it's very common to use imposter cakes at wedding receptions. A lot of them are made of artificial rubber and these faux confections are iced with wax. Since the wedding is such a small party, I opted to order a small Dulce de Leche cake from a bakery only a ten-minute drive from the tea house. A flourless vanilla cake with caramel icing and caramel drizzle, this is Janet's favourite flavour and it will be more than sufficient for the ten guests.

I laughed hard at that one, while Prince Aidinth and Elliot just shook their heads and chuckled. After dessert, Princess Chloe and I cleaned the kitchen together while the Elliot and his dad started greeting alliance members and their mates. Princess Chloe and I started placing platters of cupcakes and cookies down the center of the conference room table and I made sure we had plenty of coffee and a pot of hot water on the coffee station. Alpha Damien and Luna Abby walked in while I was setting things up and she gasped, “These look amazing! Elisa, did you make all this?” I nodded, “I did. I worked on them all afternoon. I know brains function better when they have a little sugar boost, so I

But the aroma was too tempting to resist, and so I pushed through the doors, still holding my paper bag from the art supply shop, and got in line. Inside the bakery, the warm air enveloped me, filled with the scent of fresh-baked goods. My mouth watered as I approached the counter. The display case was filled with an array of pastries—flaky croissants, gooey cinnamon rolls, and delicate fruit tarts. “What can I get for you?” the barista asked. She was a young werewolf, probably around my age, with a bored expression that suggested she would rather be anywhere else. “Um, could I get a latte and... one of those cinnamon rolls, please?” I pointed to the pastry case, my stomach already rumbling

Chloe, looking adorable and cute in a miniature apron splattered with colorful stains, would stand beside me on a stool, her eyes wide with wonder as we poured batter into cake molds shaped like unicorns and dragons. Her imagination, filled with magic and mythical creatures, would fuel our baking adventures. One day, we might whip up a rainbow cake layered with every color imaginable, each bite a burst of fruity sweetness. Another day, we could craft a gingerbread house fit for a fairy tale, complete with a candy cane chimney and gumdrop windows.

•Cassie POV• “Newmoon Cupcakery!” Ava exclaimed, staring through the window as I pulled into the driveway of the building. “Woah, this isn’t just a cupcakery shop, this is a masterpiece of gourmet desserts and so many other things. I’ve dreamt of being in this place since I was a kid.”