Fionna And Cake Novels & Stories

Closing off the door cautiously, she tiptoed onto him before presenting her red velvet proudly, " Here's your cake, Alpha." Damien smirked at his excitement and proposed after closing the book in his hand, " Feed me, Luna! " Viona was a little shy but compelled with a pout when she saw him unmoved. Viona clutched the cutlery knife to cut the cake but Damien gave another command, " Use your hand! " Viona rolled her eyes and stated with a light smile, " Are you playing with me, Alpha?" Damien retorted innocently,

Two guys from Tristan's took the chance to catch her. "Carlos, she is somewhere close. We need to search for this area." Tristan examined his phone's screen. It must be the signal. We didn't waste any time as we search all over the corners. "Cupcake, where are you?!" "Cassandra!" The rest of them keep calling for her name too.

Even a simple ‘thanks’ was not heard from the Detective’s mouth. “What was that about, Dr. Marquez?” I asked. She sighed and walked towards me. “Miss Cake couldn’t accept the fact that her younger brother is just her half-sibling. I decided to drop the bomb today since this was the first time I got to interact with her and probably my only chance. I am the biological mother of Jonathan Rover Cake. She deserved to know it.” “So, you’re saying that… Mr. Front Page, the consulting detective, Arthur Cake cheated on Detective Chief Superintendent Zekinah White?”

"I wouldn't change anything either, my life has been worth living since you appeared in it, my beautiful Luna Queen, my mate, I love you Georgina my Fearless Luna." "I love you my mate , my Alpha King." END

She took the menu to order something; Logan took the menu from her hand and said, “You can’t order anything.” Sia asked him with confusion, “But why?" I came here to eat.” Ronin told her to wait! A few seconds passed. The waiter brought the large three-layer cake and put it on the table in front of Sia. On the cake a line was written, "Happy winning, dear! Sia.” Sia saw the cake and couldn't take her gaze away from it for a while; it was a beautiful blue Barbie cake. Ronin said, “Take the knife and cut the cake.”

Lia relaxed at his words glad that she really didn't have to sing in front of all these people who believed this was real. The MC took the hint and moved on to the next item; cutting of the cake. Lia rose to her feet accepting Fernando's hand that was stretched towards her and together like a happy couple, they walked towards the cake that Lia had actually picked out. It was eight layers of cake with a mixture of red velvet, chocolate, vanilla and strawberry flavours. Chocolate was her favourite, red velvet was her mother's, vanilla was Fernando's and strawberry was just an added flavor. She stiffened as Fernando pressed against her, his crouch pressing into her butt. She forced a smile as h

"My point is don't add to our stress we already have enough to deal with already." “Who said I was making preparations for the full moon festival?” Fiona asked coldly. "W- what?" Tiana stammered, as she looked up to me to defend her. I still kept my expression blank. “It's Cora's twentieth birthday I just wanted to do something simple for her," Fiona said. "And these maids are not just maids they have names, just as you deserve respect so do they and FYI they are working on my orders if you don't mind I have other things to attend to” Fiona said harshly, and resumed what she was doing.

Fiona’s resting-bitch-face hadn’t made an appearance all night, proof that they were winning the group over with their counterfeit relationship. The wait-staff served coffee along with thick slices of cake, indicating the birthday celebration was coming to a close. “So, what do you do for a living, Chris?” Frank asked, his question falling out of the sky like an atomic bomb. It felt like a million eyes stared back at him as he faltered for a response. Before he could utter a word, Fiona beat him to the punch. “He’s in public relations,” she answered with the innocence of a young

“Come on, Sisteuurr. It’s been so long since we were all together. I want you here. Both of you. And the gremlins.” “If I go, I get cake?” Max asks. “Absolutely,” Fiona says. “Okay, I go,” Max declares, settled. I look at them on the screen: Fiona with her ring, Mamá already half-crying but still fixing her eyeliner, Papá pretending to be relaxed even though his eyes are shining, Max and Issa already plotting outfits and calculating cake portions. “Fine,” I say at last, my voice softer than I intend. “We’ll come.”

Luca opened the back door for me, and I climbed in without a word. Inside, was a lady whose face was completely glued to her phone screen so though everything that went down didn’t really bother her, her presence startled me. She looked so young, barely older than me—if older at all. Her hair framed her face in soft waves, her eyes steady and piercing. She had the kind of beauty that seemed carved out of stone: delicate yet intimidating. “You must be Nora” “Hi, I’m Luna…….Leo’s sister” she finally looked up at me chuckling while introducing herself