Dessert Drawings Novels & Stories

There are some who are also looking at him not so subtly, they gave them all a smile both forced and almost passing off as genuine, nodding in greeting. After a few more minutes where neither of the two alphas came back, Klyde decided to stand up and wander off the party on his own. He’ll just meet them again later. He walked to the long table of desserts like he intended earlier, his mouth salivating at the sight of them laid out, all looking delicious. He grabbed a plate from the stack and began choosing the ones he like. There’s a variety of different flavored cupcakes, he grabbed one with a pink icing and gently placed it on his plate. There are also marshmallows and a chocolate fountain

Glistening sugar dew adorned the edges of the petals, giving the illusion of morning dew clinging to nature's delicate creation. The top tier held a miniature replica of a swing, expertly carved out of fondant and suspended by a delicate edible sugar rope from a gossamer sugar tree. Two fondant figurines sat on the swing, portraying Lexi and Elijah, frozen in a sweet embrace, their smiles capturing the essence of joy and love.

I should think about this too. It was nearing afternoon when Drew said goodbye, thanking me for sampling his new dessert and for listening to his lengthy process of making the dessert. I also thanked him in return. He said he needed to go back to the shop so that he could write the recipe and have his patissiers and patissieres make the dessert. He ‘s sure that it would be a hit to everyone. I waved him goodbye as he closed the doors of my office, and I soon came back to my work. So much needs to be done, and to top it all, some letters about marriage are mixed in with the pile.

Three benches that were dedicated to desserts had on them lemon tarts, crème brûlée, orange blossom cakes, minted strawberries fresh from the garden, meringues so beautifully shaped it was a pity to eat them and apple strudels served with ice-cream. There were decadent chocolate bonbons that oozed rum cream on the first bite. Drinks for the children ranged from orange juice to candy apple punch, whereas the grown-ups socialized around a waterfall wine chiller and champagne fountain that sparkled with flames. I looked around to find where Josie was so we could sit down at the table for Maya's announcement. She was there next to a friend of hers, looking beautiful as always. My heart ricochets

She had to be there early, so I could go backstage with her and brought my dessert sample along. I made the cutest tiny cakes ever. They were bite-sized cubic and sphere-shaped delights. Each one was designed with a detailed chocolate coating, vanilla, and butter-icing sprinkled with edible gold glitters. I imagined light shining from inside the box when I opened the lid. The luckiest sweet-tooths would feel like a pirate discovering the hidden treasure. "Wow Azra, they look so kawaii!" Clarice cried when she took a peek inside the box. "They're pure artwork! I don't know whether to eat them or display them."

It was a unique kind of dessert that five-star hotels brought out when they wanted to make an impression before you had even asked for anything. We finished both of them without much conversation. Just the two of us… the quiet of the room, and the specific comfort of being somewhere that had nothing to do with ‘restaurants, fathers or women with agendas.’ By the time the plates were cleared, neither of us was particularly hungry for anything else to eat. Liam reached into the bag he had brought and pulled out a large sketchbook. And also a pencil. I looked at it. Then at him. "Can I have a sketch of you?" he asked.

Knowing he would be happy to elaborate on the topic of himself, she kept the conversation focused there for the remainder of the meal. When he returned to clear their meal, the waiter presented a dessert tray. Though she declined quickly, Teri’s gaze lingered a few seconds too long looking over the delectables presented, a sumptuous display of petit fours, rich chocolate cake and berry-topped cheesecake, sugar-crusted crème brulee and pie a la mode. “Something for your sweet tooth, Teri?” Dr. Johansen reviewed the bill as their waiter departed, his eyes flicking up to hers when she took too long to answer.

She found that such moments made her life worthwhile. "I'll be right back!" Jasmine hurried outside. Larissa smiled as she was charmed by the cute girl. Soon, Jasmine came back with the dessert and brought along a drawing board. Jasmine asked, cheeks tinged with pink again, while watching Larissa enjoy the dessert, "Larry, would you mind being my model?" Larissa looked with a puzzled face. She asked, "Model?" Jasmine explained shyly, "It's an assignment my teacher gave me. I need to draw a portrait. I want to draw you, is that okay?"

It was just the two of them in a doorway, looking at what they were looking at, being exactly where they were. The drawing was in the centre of the desk. Katřina had made it at the kitchen table on a Saturday and had brought it to Grace with the focused pride of someone presenting completed work for assessment. The assessment had been: I’m putting this on my desk. Katřina had received this as appropriate. The drawing was in wax crayon, large confident strokes in the colours Katřina had selected, and at the bottom in letters that were entirely her own interpretation of the alphabet was written, in Grace’s transcription in pencil below: MAMA’S WORK. What the drawing depicted was not entirely c

Jessie cleaned up their dinner dishes and put them on the bottom empty shelf of the cart. She lifted the lids on the four smaller dishes to identify the desserts when she pulled them out and set them on top. She knew a lot of the Species weren’t fond of chocolate and ignored the fudge cake to study the other dishes. One was a mixed-fruit concoction piled on what appeared to be angel food cake. The other two were pieces of apple and pumpkin pie. She glanced at Justice for a moment, trying to decide which one