Romans & histoires Elder Faerie Cookie X White Lily Cookie

Rosalie cut me off before I could finish. "Elara, don't you like the cake? I can ask them to change it." She pushed the design book toward me. The largest page showed a three-tiered cake covered in white frosting and silver moonflower honey. Across the top, written in blue-silver icing, were the words: [Congratulations to Rosalie, Saintess of the Silver Moon Pack.] Only her name appeared on the cake. My mother immediately took her hand. "Don't be silly, sweetheart. This is your ceremony. The cake should be exactly what you want."

just text me wen you get here 😒 Cammy🙊: ite ma End of text convo "aye I found the dre-- is that Cam" "yeah we have an hour to get beautified" "okay that's a good amount of time, but i found the dresses which do you want to wear" She held up the black dress then the white dress, I feel if I wear the white dress it would make look even darker but the black dress might blend with my skin and someone will make a joke about how I look like I'm naked and I don't want to hea--

Her hands were pearly white, almost glowing. “Arla, what you are doing is what we call pure, or white, magic,” Elder Albert said in awe. “It is not tied to any one element. You have not been creating lightning as we previously thought, although I’m sure you could. You’re not just controlling one or two of the elements, you have the power of all four.” “You are a white witch,” said Elder Laurel. “My vision showed me you would be powerful, but I didn’t anticipate this.”

In an attempt to sound casual, she continued, "There are indeed many people eager to attend it. Otherwise, Josh also wouldn't fail to secure an invitation." She was emphasizing that Joshua didn't receive an invitation. However, Carly seemed oblivious to her words. Instead, her attention was drawn to the exquisite cookies on the table. There were pink almond milk cookies on the small plate. The cookies had exquisite patterns and were petite in size. They were delicately crafted into bunny shapes, looking both charming and adorable. Carly smiled as she reached out for a cookie. "These cookies look exquisite, especially the bunny-shaped ones," she commented, feeding a small piece straight into

"Yea? It's a lily? What about it?" My answer made him snicker as he turned his head in my direction. "It's not a lily. It's called Elnea. It's a flower tended to by the flora fairies that used to follow Eleanor's orders. The sword was what Eleanor knew how to use the best. Eleanor smells like Elnea." So, the flowery scent I smell on Eleanor is Elnea? "So, it has nothing to do with your glory?"

"The florist needs final approval to add the lilies on the centerpieces.” "No lilies," I said sharply. "My fiancée is allergic. White peonies are her favorite. Also remember that the altar must be dressed in black and silver; those are her favorite colors. I don’t want to see a tiny bit of pink anywhere, she hates it. The cake must be vanilla with raspberry filling. Simple and elegant just like her.” The planner paused. "Noted, Mr. DeLuca.” “Listen up, Ms,” I said with a serious voice. “Everything must be according to her taste. If anything goes wrong I promise you your family will cry over your dead body.”

"I remember everything about you." Her throat tightened. “Eliana!” Delilah called, pulling her back to the present. "Come on. You haven’t cut the cake." The cake was massive—three tiers, carved with moon symbols and silver icing that shimmered faintly with magic. Candles flickered on top, their flames steady despite the breeze. "Make a wish," Stacey said with a grin. Eliana stared at the flames. She knew what everyone expected. Strength. Belonging. A future here.

Elisha sat in her high chair wearing a fluffy white and pink birthday dress, her curls bouncing as she clapped at the sight of her three tiers cake which was decorated with butterflies, flowers, and a tiny golden crown on top. Beside her, Ryan was already trying to grab a chunk of his cake, a blue and white masterpiece with stars and a little lion figure on top. Freda, who was with them, tried to take pictures, but the two naughty children were not having any of it as their eyes were fixed on the cake. “At least let me take one picture”. She said with a sigh, but they both ignored her and crawled closer to the cake. Before they could reach their tiny hands on it, Freda shifted it.

It was something I knew even before I made the elixir. “Okay,” I opened the envelope and spread the crinkled paper to read its contents. “And??” Lily asked in anticipation. “I’m 67 percent Fae and 30 percent Werewolf,” I whispered.

Lily "Oh! This is so good!" Jibee commented, tasting all the chicken dishes prepared just for her "I'm glad that you liked the food. Lily personally requested that for you." Daddy said to Jibee "Aww. My Lily is so sweet." Jibee was about to kiss my cheek when Jenny stopped her "She’s off limits." Jenny smiled at her playfully "Jenny is a possessive girlfriend." Jibee stuck her tongue out "Girlfriend?" Daddy's eyes gloom "Is that true, princess?"