Cupcake Arcane Novels & Stories

Tony said gruffly, then winked down at Gemma. “Please, guys. I just ate one of Mom’s cinnamon rolls,” Kyle groaned. “I bet you ate the middle one too, didn’t you?” Gemma teased. “Don’t worry, she made a whole cake pan.” “Good. The middle ones are my favorite ones.” “Too bad Dad ate the other one,” Kyle replied. Gemma let out an exaggerated groan and pretended to faint. “But I need that one," she whined. "It has the most frosting, and they’re never as done as the ones on the outside,”

she whispered back, afraid their mom might overhear. "Mom made a new menu for the cake shop. Take one to the office and give one to Shreya. This one’s for Azelan to bring to school, and this big one is Miss Elliza’s order," their mother said, handing them four boxes, one of which was noticeably bigger. "Wow... Tiramisu Cake!" Azelan beamed as he peeked inside the box. Arunika smiled. Her cakes never failed to impress. "It’s already late. I’m heading out," Arabella said, glancing at the clock on the wall.

"I don't care! I'm a little girl in front of you!" "Alright, alright. Come have some tea. You must be exhausted on the journey back, right? Have some pastries too. They are fresh out of the oven." Bernadette quickly sat Stephanie down on the couch. "These pastries are made from a new recipe the chef has just obtained over the last two days. We specifically waited for you to come home before whipping the treats up for you." The baked goods served were taro cupcakes, which Stephanie had had before. But it was true that the plate of cupcakes tasted better than the previous batches thanks to the mysterious recipe the chef had gotten his hands on.

Arthur kept his hands on the wheel as he asked curiously, "Are those cakes and cookies? Where are you going?" Frank as she was, Serena told him about her online cake shop. He nodded and said, "I've always thought you had a knack for baking and that you could set up shop if you ever quit your job as a personal assistant. I can't believe you're actually running a home bakery now." He glanced at the sticker on the packaging, which read "Nanabakes". It was a cute name. "Have you tried my baking before?" Serena asked. "Yeah." Arthur hesitated before admitting, "You used to bake for Justin, but he wasn't a fan. I caught him before he threw away the treats you baked him and took a bite. It tasted p

Kimberly brought out a pan of freshly baked muffins from the oven,and carried it to the display glass where she was arranging the hot pastries when the door opened. She turned to their new customer and said. “Welcome to Angel’s bakery. How may I help you?” “I’ll like a cake.” “What’s the occasion?” Kimberly inquired. “My daughter’s seventh year birthday.” “That’s nice. We have some freshly baked cakes of different sizes and shapes in our catalogs. Please come with me.”

The little triangle thing, he suddenly wondered if it had a name, was pointing to yes. The window on the other side of the door asked “Do I really need another candle?” The magic 8 ball underneath it had the answer of “Yes – Definitely” On the door in elegant script was Botanica Wiccan Bookstore, established 2006 Ciara Goode, Proprietess In both windows were elaborate and beautiful displays of books, candles, crystals, tarot cards and novelties. Working up his courage, Knuckles got off his bike and walked inside. He had expected the whole place to be dark and broody.

Aurora handed Lucian to Aries and knelt beside the boys’ birthday table, where a pair of perfectly matched cakes waited—one topped with a sunburst, the other with a silver crescent moon. “Phoenix, you first,” she said, gently guiding his hand toward the sun-themed cake. Before she could stop him, he plunged both hands into the icing with glee. Lucian followed suit, more cautious but equally delighted once his fingers tasted the sweet vanilla. “I don’t know whether to laugh or cry,” Aurora whispered as she wiped icing from Phoenix’s face, only for him to try and smear it into her braid. “You’re allowed to do both,” Aries replied, laughing softly.

Today is the day! Iris could not contain her giddiness and happiness as the day that she waited entirely for this month had finally come. Iris' Divine Cupcakes, her small but treasured business, got a contract deal as one of the exclusive vendors to cater to the mega engagement party of the tycoons' heirs in her country. Her small but homey kitchen was already busy with all sorts of activities to prepare cupcakes this morning. It filled the house with warm and sweet scents from baked cupcakes and lots of frosting to decorate the cake.

Aria says, stepping around the counter, “is the galaxy swirl. Chocolate and vanilla braided with raspberry glaze. And edible glitter.” Theo spins to face her. “Edible glitter is real?” She nods. “In this bakery, it is.” He turns to me, wide-eyed. “Dad, I don’t know what to choose. There’s too much cool stuff.” I glance at Aria, half-smiling. “Any chance you’ve got a secret menu for overwhelmed space explorers?” She lifts a brow, then disappears into the back without a word. A moment later, she returns with a plate of three perfectly golden, still-warm mini muffins. There’s powdered sugar on top like fresh snow.

The elevator trip to the parking garage was quiet except for the muffled sounds from the lift and Alaric's steadying breaths. “Welcome back to ‘Southern Success Stories,’” said the interviewer, a polished blonde woman named Sarah, as the cameras rolled. “We are here today with Alaric Montenegro, the brains behind the Montenegro Bakery franchise, which made waves in the south. Alaric, it's good to have you." “Thanks for having me,” Alaric answered, because he could always talk to the press. "Now, I've got to ask about your signature cupcake -- the 'Sweet Mistake'. Your customers have turned it into legend. Can you give us some background on that?