Happy Birthday James Cake Novels & Stories

{TW: reckless and dangerous behavior} The lights went out suddenly. "Happy birthday to you!" Damien started, his voice loud and clear. A large, extravagant three-tiered birthday cake was rolled out, illuminated by the soft glow of flickering candles. It was a masterpiece: the bottom tier a deep chocolate adorned with intricate golden swirls and rich red roses; the middle tier a classic vanilla, decorated with delicate lace-like patterns and silver pearls; and the top tier a striking strawberry, covered in a smooth white fondant with a single elegant rose at the center.

Mum isn't the only one who gifted me, though hers was most appreciated. James gave me a wrapped lubricant gel with the caption..... 'for a smooth ride into your new age' James is a pupa. Rose bought me a bouquet as she does every year but with a caption other than 'happy birthday.' This time, she wrote 'may your new age attract more beautiful things than this flower.' She is grown.

Is that for me? “Oh, you are up early. Help me decorate the cake, will ya?” Elijah chuckled, his smile was way too bright this morning. I walked to the counter. It was a black coloured cake with a cigarette as its icing. Wow... I knew Elijah was the chef in the house but not like this... “Whose birthday is it?” I couldn’t help but ask as I carried the cake to the fridge. Elijah looked up from the sauce pan then smiled. “Croix’s birthday is today.”

“I’ve finally found you.” Zane approached James respectfully. “James, it’s Cynthia’s twentieth birthday tomorrow. She has always celebrated her birthdays in the north, but since we’re in Cansington now, we’ll be celebrating it here. Her birthday wish is for you to attend her birthday party. You wouldn’t say no, would you?” James frowned slightly. He had no interest in attending any birthday parties right then. “I’m not interested.” He spoke casually, about to go after Thea. “James, wait…”

"Thank you again for the cake and pleasure meeting you as well." “Alright, enjoy the cake." Once Michael turns around the smile faded on his face. Spending money for the cake was nothing it is just part of the plan. He felt a little giddy knowing that Simon will eat the cake later. “It was rare these days to have a new neighbor come knocking at your door to introduce themselves." James thought. They went inside after Jewel place the cake on the table then open the lid of the box. "The cake looks delicious, let’s drink some tea with it." James suggested.

Soon, the cake was placed in the middle of the dining table. Bianca handed a plastic knife to Beverly and said, "Bev, why don't you cut the cake? Chief, she can have some cake, right?" James didn't say anything. "Is today some kind of special occasion?" Beverly asked as she took the plastic knife. She lifted the cover, revealing the cake. It was pink and in the shape of a heart. But the key detail was the message on top, "I love you, Bev", and beneath it was Damien's signature.

Alas, unaware of the situation then, I'd overlooked James' unnaturally stiff expression and the buttercream on his sleeve. The cake in Monica's photo looked a lot more presentable than the one James had given me. He'd only gotten me a cake for our anniversary because he'd needed to get a cake for Monica anyway. In fact, it had only been an afterthought.

"Liam… He's allergic to eggs, and he can't eat cake. He's such a people-pleaser that he'd feel bad turning down your kind gesture and would eat it anyway." "What? Liam's allergic to eggs? Quick, hide the cake before he sees it! I should've asked beforehand. If he spots it, he might think we don't value him. That's the last thing we want." Ana hurriedly whisked the giant cake away. I had only told Keira why I refused to eat cake. Beatrice, however, found out through a drunken rant Keira went on after one of our fights. "He hates cake because his parents got divorced on his birthday. He'd bought a delicious cake that day. I was just trying to help him get past it, so I bought him another one.

Carlos POV Cupcake's birthday is around the corner. A small surprise party and the presence of her best friend will be perfect for her. Thus, I called Scarlet for the last few days and invited her to come over. I had prepared a room in the hotel for her and a private jet, but she refused the private jet politely. I'm not in the position to force her anyway. At least, she agreed to stay in the hotel as my treat. "Cupcake, I'm having a meeting outside. I want you to go back home first. I will see you at home after done with the meeting." I came closer to her. She was in her deep thought with a pen in her grip.

Everything is great. The phone rang for her. She said yes. "What? No. No. That's not okay. Okay. "I'll take care of it." She hung up, her face blanched. What's the matter? "Zara inquired. The cake. The bakery got the orders jumbled up. A birthday celebration in Queens got our wedding cake. "The cake for the birthday is here." How terrible is the cake for the birthday? It looks like a dinosaur. With blue frosting that said "Happy 6th Birthday, Tyler."