Harley Quinn Birthday 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.

Leon quickly smiled and announced to everyone, “Thank you for all coming to celebrate my daughter, Renea’s Morris birthday. Today is her 18th Birthday, making her coming of age. Let’s congratulate Renea on becoming an adult.” “Butler, bring the cake!” he said. Leon spoke with enthusiasm, not even mentioning Kailey by half a word. It was as if Renea was his biological daughter. Susan stepped forward and tucked his sleeve, “Hubby, aren’t you…” As Susan began to speak, a chilling gaze from Leon, silenced her mid-sentence. Soon, the Butler brought out an 18-layered cake. It was adorned with a figurine dressed in red and striking a dance pose. Both Kailey and Renea had worn a red dress before. As

"I'm not so sure about that. From what I see, Alpha Hebert seems quite focused on you. We all think you're the perfect Luna for him." "No, I'm—I've got flaws," I started to explain, but a boy's cheerful voice interrupted. "Luna, it's time to cut the cake!" A chubby little boy ran over, tugging at the hem of my dress. I set aside the whirlwind of thoughts in my head and followed him to the enormous three-tier chocolate cake. The kids' excited cheers practically shook the room. We all started singing the happy birthday song together. Their sweet, off-key voices were like a warm stream, washing away the exhaustion and fear that had weighed on me for so long.

Hagrid's Cafe is shining in neon light on top of a two storey building. She pushes the door with a red glowing OPEN sign with her leg. The air of the normal temperature feels warmest on her bisque-toned legs. She keeps sprinting inside. The cafe is all empty except for two people fighting in the corner. "How could you do this to me?" says the teenage girl. "Chill, I'm making up to you," says the boy about her age pushing a heart-shaped candle towards her. A pink fluffy border is around the border of the cake. Happy Birthday is carved in pink color in the center.

The one is a sword, and the eight is two throwing stars stacked on top of each other. I feel a warmth in my chest at the thought that went into it. The cake is very simple. It’s a rectangle with light yellow frosting, and small delicate gold swirls around the sides of each layer. There’s 18 candles in front of the figure on the top layer, with a very simple “Happy Birthday Raven” on the top of the lower tier that borders the top. “Thank you everyone. It smells delicious, but it’s almost too beautiful to eat.” The omegas that worked on it beam from my praise.

My breath bottled up in my chest, clinging to some small fraction of hope that maybe one day things wouldn't be so broken between us. “Mom, can you help me bring them out?” She looked to her mom, who got up and walked to the kitchen with Lucy. Moments later, the two of them emerged, Lucy holding a dinosaur cake for Asher and her mom holding an elaborately decorated cake with French macarons and a small pink champagne bottle sticking out of it for me. Everyone sang “Happy Birthday” as Lucy’s mom placed my cake in front of me, with twenty-one slim sparkler candles on top of it. “Happy birthday, dear Asher and Jasmine!” everyone sang out, “Happy birthday to you!”

He kept showing off Logan to all his business associates and they awed over the one year old. When time for the cutting of the cakes, everyone was ecstatic by the cake decorations. Liam's cake was in the form of his Lamborghini Aventador; a miniature version of the Novak's Skyscraper; money bills and a 'Happy 27th Birthday' greeting. There were also cupcakes of different flavors surrounding the cake. He loved it, and I could tell by his facial expressions.

Hazel raised her eyebrows, not afraid or panicked, but instead smiled brightly. "Mr. Jack, who would be foolish to seek death? I haven't had enough of life yet, why would I want to die?" She blinked a few times. "By the way, today is your birthday. It's not very nice to say these things, right?" Jack chuckled, seeming to be in a better mood. "You know it's my birthday." "I know." Hazel shrugged. "I even organized your birthday party myself. Unfortunately, you didn't come."

"We'll save them each a piece of cake." "You're a really sweet kid," Madoc replied. "Don't let these hot-headed biker wolves change you." I rolled my eyes at his jab at the werewolves as we entered the bar. A good seventy people waited inside. "Harlow's here!" Red shouted as multiple people cheered. There were some wary stares at Madoc, but no one seemed to want to call it out since he'd come in with me. Arlene then brought out a huge sheet cake with twenty-two candles lit, and everyone began singing "Happy Birthday."

“From old friends and new, Happy Birthday to You May good luck go with you, And happiness too. Happy Birthday to You” “Thank you, everyone. It’s true; life has a new meaning since I met Max, Eve and, of course, my beautiful mate Jessica. I would love to share this celebration and cake with you,” Harrison calls across the room after blowing out his candles, receiving many cheers and birthday wishes. And still, the group are smirking, and I can see Keith’s hands moving as though he is casting some spell. The cook hands my father a large knife to cut the cake; I spot one of the young Lycans covering their face to hide their laughter.