Cupcake Arcane Novels & Stories

They spend their time together forever happily. *Lawrence Pov* That's the story of my parents living happily together as uncle John and Emily have twins, a boy and a girl. They name the girl Jenny as her mother and Tommy as his father. My parents had a sister for me her name is little Mia to my grandmother. My mother decided to write her story and once I am old enough I would read it I am oil enough I am 17 years ards old vampire Lawrence. And that was the story of my parents Amelia and Locus. The nickname of my other Sweet caramel.

Sky narrowed his eyes and and soon as Arabelle took her cupcake box out Dean and Sky were already fighting to get it . " Stop it or you guys won't have any !" Arabelle shouted laughing as both the guys sat down . "These are for you . The chocolate ones for you Denna since you loved the last ones i made , these are for Caro " she said giving everyone there shares . "Here , i made extra . I didn't know which flavor you might like so i baked the chocolate ones for you " Arabelle said giving Lucy the two cupcakes .

Leon raised Owen face and wipe the tears on his eyes as he said. "Once we get married, there's no running away, no hiding, and most especially... No more ARCANUM.." He landed a sweet kiss on Owen's lips when the one he only love nodded his head. ~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~ Author wants to thank those readers who never stopped reading it until this time. For my editor. And for Lord who never stopped giving me ideas. I love you all!!

Brie argued. Vivian held up a spoon. “I literally had to scrape icing off the wall. That should count as two extra trays.” “Ten it is,” I said with a tired laugh. It felt good—this messy, stupid chaos. The kind that didn’t hurt. The kind that made you forget everything else for a while. Luna had finally given up and curled beneath the table like a defeated war general. A cupcake sat balanced between her paws, untouched. “I don’t want to eat any of them,” Brie said, looking over the spread. “They’re too pretty. I feel like I’d be destroying art.”

Raina asked, her eyes lighting up as she practically bounced on the mattress. "I did," Nathan said with absolute corporate seriousness. He set the clipboard down and opened the bakery box, revealing four beautifully sculpted miniature cakes. "The pastry chef from Upper East Bakers sent over the prototypes for the... monster cake." "It’s a dragon!" Raina corrected loudly, pointing at a tiny green frosting wing. "A chocolate dragon!"

The pitter patter of her bare feet set off a series of explosions behind Julian's eyes. She moved around with effortless grace. Her hair was pulled back into a loose ponytail, with a lilac bow at the end. Earpods in ear, she hummed and flittered around in his kitchen, baking…cupcakes? The cupcakes were covered in white and purple frosting with little edible letters stuck into them. Just then, Adele turned around. Her breath hitched for a second before she broke into a wide smile. Too wide. “Hey!” Julian cleared his throat, feeling his mask come back on.

It leads to the backyard, and when I get there Lucas and Theo are sitting at the table, each with a margarita. “What did Camille send!?” Lucas asks the second he sees what’s in my hands. “Pumpkin snickerdoodles.” “In May!?” Lucas’ eyes widen. “That’s what I said. Apparently, it’s because we graduated.” “Give it up,” Lucas says holding his hands out. “Keep them away from me,” Theo says. “Every time your mom sends a batch of something, I end up five pounds heavier.” “Who said I was sharing?” Lucas jokes as he lifts the plastic. “Margaritas and pumpkin cookies, we’re kind of mixing vibes here.” “Who cares?” Lucas says through a mouthful.

Irene Payton "We need to re-check the ingredients to make the wedding cake tomorrow," I said to my assistant Velda. She nodded her head and put a reminder on the board I added a little more sugar and peanut butter to my new recipe Peanut Butter Cupcake. I'm so excited for this new recipe , I'm perfecting my recipe now so I can publish it soon "Irene , shouldn't we buy more box? I'm not sure we have enough to carry all those macaroons and cupcakes" Velda said and I turned to her

The voices were talking over each other, but it was like music, the strange sound ringing above the market square. "One mystic cupcake, with blue delphinium frosting," I said to the witch standing in front of the shop. She gave me a mean look before she nodded and grabbed the cupcake and pushed it towards me. "Pay for it, witch," I said to Lissa, and she frowned a bit before she grabbed her purse.

I repeated her words, tasting their absurdity. “Yeah” “From the Bloody Cupcake Bakery on 4th. They should be open still; I think it's a 24-hour place,” I added, pushing further. The bakery’s gimmicky name felt like a private joke in this hellscape “No Special treats, pick something else”