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It's a thirty minute ride from my house to our favourite spot and I can't wait for us to get there. I haven't eaten all day and my intestines are wrapping around each other begging to be fed. My stomach makes a weird noise and Kali let's out a light chuckle. "Someone's hungry.." He says, his eyes not once leaving the road. Kali drives so responsibly. "Yeah I haven't eaten all day." "My mom made apple pie for our picnic." He says with a smirk. Kali's mom makes the most amazing apple pie and she knows how much I love it.

“Let’s get inside.” They climbed from the biplane and crossed the barren field toward Caitlin’s grandmother’s house. As they went, Caitlin thought of the small leather box that had led her to come here, the one that sat in her grandmother’s attic. She remembered the symbol on top of it, the circle inside a flower of alternating scarlet and blue petals, and the surreal drawing of a face at its center. The very same picture had turned up in the Voynich manuscript when she’d been searching for a cure for Scarlet. The sight of it had made her gasp. The fact that Caitlin’s grandmother had never let her touch the box suggested to Caitlin that it was of great importance. And now here she was, ready

I’d sit at the window chatting to Caleb on my mobile so he could still see me, but he would never come close. Cupcake girl, yep that’s right. Cupcake girl takes my hand and gently pulls me up. “What’s your favourite drink?” “Erm…I’m ok thank you.” I didn’t want to seem rude but ordering a hot drink is low on my list of priorities right now. “You can’t hide without a drink!” She tuts at me. Oh, was she expecting me to pay to hide? “I’ll have a hot chocolate please?” “And cake…” She added. These cupcake lycans sure knew how to manipulate a situation. I look at the cake shelf only to see a coffee and walnut looking cake with the name I’ll be lycan-ing that. I scowl and turn to lycan cupcake on

Caitlin nearly lunged across the room, grabbing the book and holding it up to the candlelight with shaking hands. Please God, let this be it, she thought. She pulled back the cover and nervously flipped to the title page: De Fascino Libri Tres. Her heart flooded with relief. She could hardly believe it. She had actually found it. Caitlin quickly thumbed through the pages, going as fast as she could to the missing page. Please, please be there. Please be the matching page. She started to worry about what she would do if the matching page weren’t there. Or if this was all a hoax. She was shaking with anticipation as she got closer. 530, 532….

Chapter 43: Deliveries and Pick-Ups The following morning, Cole drove to Alida and Jason Nicholson's house to drop off Jenny's masterpiece. On a parchment-covered cake board, she'd arranged the blue-swirl-topped cupcakes in the shape of a baby buggy, adding frosting and candy details to complete the effect. It looked magical, and Alida was beyond pleased. "Does she have business cards? Because I know people will ask." Cole shook his head, smiling. "You can just have them call me. I know she'd be happy to get more orders."

Such a fun chapter!! Chapter 11 - Colton Hastings doesn't get jealous. ~~~ Café Day was a small coffee and cupcake shop that sold reasonable yet extremely delicious creamy and unhealthy food. It was exactly what anyone would need on a hot Sunday morning. Starbucks was just a few blocks away from it, still, Café Day was never short of customers. The majority of students preferred Café Day due to its not-so-soaring-the-sky rates. Plus they rarely wrote the names on the cups wrong.

He just breathes against my spine, and I let myself lean back into him fully. This is intimacy now. Not fire. Not escape. But presence. The next morning, I bake again. Not just for me. This time, two cupcakes. One with lemon zest. One with dark chocolate shavings. When Damian walks into the kitchen, he pauses. “You baked?” I smile. “Again. Still not dead.” He picks up the lemon one, takes a bite. Moans. “Oh, thank God. I thought the world was ending.” I laugh for real this time.

Cassie sat down, letting her heels sink into the grass, as Hope handed over the small leather-bound notebook she’d been sketching in. On the cover, written in delicate calligraphy, were the words: Our Story. Cassie opened it, her throat tightening. Inside were pages filled with drawings tiny moments from their lives: the day Ethan was born, family trips, Hope’s first day at school, her parents dancing in the kitchen. “I want to turn it into a graphic novel one day,” Hope said, brushing her hair behind her ear. “To show people what real love looks like.” Cassie wiped her eyes, speechless.

That self-obsessed Vampire! His usual jokes relaxed me, then he came to the business. “I have closed your shop and sent all the cupcakes to my friend’s bar. He offers snacks with wine. It’ll help you to get more customers in the future.” My first day of cupcake business really sucked as I couldn’t sell any cupcakes besides Raymond’s order. Perhaps, good earning requires good luck and hard work. And I had to rely on my hard work as my luck department was out of order since my childhood.

Nine Months Later. "Mrs Romano" she peaked her head in a smile on her face I nodded and she stepped in and gently closed the door. "Sorry for disturbing you I just want to inform you that we've received the small batch of Vanilla cupcakes and the chocolate cupcakes as well oh and before I forget the cupcakes are in as well should I pack some for you" she said with a mischievous smile on her face. "Thank you Diana and yes please do pack up some for me and add five extra cupcakes Alexander loves them as well."