Cupcake Books Novels & Stories

Mind you, she wasn’t a very good cook, but she had improved drastically in the two months I’d been teaching her. Jacki’s primary job was to keep the house clean and to provide me with some much-needed company, not that she would admit to the second part. “Another family meeting?” She chuckled, her laughter warm and comforting after a long night. “You two and your secret notes.” Along the countertop sat a bunch of various cookbooks, all themed in some way. At the front was my favorite, the first book Elijah had ever gifted me. The antique looking cookbook, themed after witches and wizards, was what propelled me into my passion for baking.

7 weeks later “I’ve actually already had two. They taste pretty good.” Toby told Lucianne as they stood by the table with the trays of cupcakes. He then added, “I’m glad she decided to start a business out of this. Her baking skills are fantastic!” Hailey made those cupcakes. She was now a probationary kindergarten teacher on weekdays and a baker on weekends. She and the other mavericks still worked for Greg, but they were free to indulge in their hobbies and passions when they didn't have maverick duties. Some even pursued career paths that earned a salary the 'normal' way. Jade opened a cyber café which attracted lots of youngsters, and Hailey baked cupcakes or made pastries to sell to Jad

“Perhaps when you finally wake up and you are feeling better, we can have a picnic on the grass. Nina can make her famous cupcakes.” I swallow hard. My mouth feels completely dry. “They are unbelievably good, Betty. The cupcakes just melt right in your mouth. The taste is incredible.” I reach out. My fingers hover over her cold, limp hand. I do not touch her. I cannot risk breaking the spell of her quiet breathing. “I know you loved the pancakes that she made for you with the maple syrup. But these cupcakes are a class above. Truly.” A floorboard creaks outside the room. I do not look up.

I can hear some faint clinking of things, might be a teacup in a saucer or the tableware but— who would eat in the library at this hour? “Hello? Is anyone inside?” I asked, knocking at the door. “Come in.” said a familiar voice. I opened the door fully and I saw Drew sitting at corner of the library, holding a book in one hand and a teacup in the other. On the table in front of him lies the cupcakes— strawberry cupcakes to be exact— one that has very little icing but has a ton of candied strawberries on top. I immediately drooled upon seeing it. But got more concerned as to why Drew is here, holding a book, with a frown in his face. His lips were so thin and his eyes darted on the letter on

Lucus murmured as he flipped through his recipe booklet. When the opening staff came in the next morning, they found a small tally chart and a note that read, "Please help me and vote for your favorite. It's important!" along with four neatly labeled trays of different-flavored cupcakes, all topped with light blue buttercream frosting and a snowflake decoration.

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

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 kitchen table was adorned with an array of baking supplies and beautifully decorated cupcakes. Andrea couldn't help but smile at the sight of his two favorite people, immersed in a world of culinary creativity. Setting aside his work for the moment, he decided to join them in their cupcake-making adventure. With a mischievous twinkle in his eye, Andrea playfully announced his presence. "Ah, I see the cupcake masters are hard at work! But did you know that I happen to be a master cupcake maker myself?" he said, unable to contain his excitement.

Rosie asked, looking up at the woman. “Kind of, yes. I’m an illustrator. I draw pictures for books,” she said, and handed her business card to Rosie. “My name is written on it if you ever want to check my works. You know, I got my first set of these when I was your age. I promise, those pencils are cool,” she winked. “Is it okay?” Rose looked at me, showing up the big set of pencils so I could see the price tag. “Of course, cupcake. It is your day,” I nodded and couldn’t have been less bothered by the money.

Little me was in desperate need for love and affection, she was praying Kennedy and Robert would be a mommy and daddy. Finally came the cake, it was a chocolate cake, what little would say no to a chocolate cake, I had a generous slice that I devoured happily. Next was opening of presents for Robert he had some good ones and others he just closed back the box and gave his friends the third finger making me giggle. I stayed silent watching him open all his gifts giving thanks to each one for the none offending ones, lastly was Kennedy’s gift, it was the book she got from my job. He must he a bookworm like me. My little side wanted him to read me bed time stories.