Harley Quinn Birthday Cake Novels & Stories

I asked clarifying my question. “Oh, yes there is. it is called the Luna ceremony. On the 10th day of your rule as queen, you will be presented a crown in front of the people, that will be your ceremony, ” he said. I nodded not really caring. "Okay. ” I simply said, my mind wandering off. Elliot cleared his throat slightly flushed at my sudden silence and brought me out of my wandering thoughts, offering me a hand of escort,” Please allow me to show you to the palace, your majesty.” he requested.

“I'll make you fall for me and marry me instead,”—Aaron ……. “Happy Birthday, to you… Happy Birthday, to you, Happy Birthday our dear Zelle… Happy Birthday day, to you!” Everyone in the mansion sang the song to Zelle, and a few of them requested the same, "Blow the candle, miss!" ” With pink cheeks and a bright smile, Zelle blew out the candle on her favorite cake. Everyone stands up and applauds. "Wishing you a happy 17th birthday, Miss!"

From that day on, cake became my nightmare, a taboo I could never touch. The night I mated with Alpha Kaelen of the Shadow Pack, amidst the pain and pleasure of his marking bite, I whispered in his ear. "Honey, if you ever want to end our mating, just bring me a cake." He frowned, his eyes burning with possessiveness, and kissed the words away. "Don't talk nonsense, Seraphina. You are my fated mate. How could I ever let you go?" Later, on his birthday, his intern secretary Elena ordered a three-tier luxury cake.

"Rhea, I know this is not the best birthday party but we just wanted to make this day special for you." "Where is the cake?" Esmeralda called out. A palace attendant pushed push out a two-stepped strawberry cake on a cart and stopped it in front of me. On the cake were two candles in the shape of the numbers two and one, forming the figure twenty-one. Esmeralda turned on the camera on her phone and gave it to the palace maid as the family gathered around me to sing the happy birthday song. "Wait!" Queen Carina shouted as they were about to start singing. "Esteban told me to video call him when we are about to sing."

“Cheer up. Remember? Tomorrow is baby Kyrell’s birthday. Haley won’t want to see you all gloomy. You’re spending the night here, right?” Eden laughed lightly and turned to face him. “Of course, babe. I’m staying. But I’ve got to be at Haley’s early tomorrow. She wants help setting up for the kids’ party—wrapping gifts, blowing up balloons, the whole deal.” “Then it’s settled,” Kyrell said with a smirk as she climbed on top of him playfully, her hair spilling over his face like dark silk. “Girl, I swear I’m losing it,” Haley exclaimed as she stood by the kitchen counter, holding up a brown envelope. “This person has to be some kind of impostor. But what I can’t figure out is how they even kne

"So you're Eleanor Lane? I didn't expect your jealousy to run this deep. You just got back, and you've already come looking for trouble." Rage surged through me. I pointed sharply at the ruined cake at my feet. "Today is my mother's birthday. She was the one who crashed into me." I thought he would distinguish right from wrong. Instead, Kylo froze for two seconds, then let out a cold laugh. "So that's your excuse for hitting Nora? Forget about some cake. Believe it or not, I could make today your mother's death anniversary instead."

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."

Ding, ding, ding, we pull away to see Silvia standing on the stage. “Can the birthday girl please come to the stage.” Silvia says and I feel Octavia stiffen in my hold, she knows what’s coming. We walk up to the stage and our dads come through the side door attached to the stage, holing her cake; a Harry Potter themed three tier cake, the bottom layer is Green (Slytherin), dark chocolate devils’ cake, the middle layer is Blue (Ravenclaw), milk chocolate mud cake and the top layer is the Marauders map, with a silver wolf howling on the top, it’s a white chocolate and raspberry centre sponge cake. There is black frosted roses and other HP symbols positioned around it.

I said rather annoyed with his attempt of reminding me about being a responsible adult. He nodded. "Right. So..." he glanced over my shoulder and his expression turned amused. "Really, my love?" Frowning, I turned around and saw my mom holding a one tier round shaped chocolate cake which said 'Happy Birthday Kellie boo!' with eighteen candles on the edges. She shrugged. "I can't help it. He's not old enough to have a birthday cake," she said, then placed the cake on the kitchen island. Marcus and Zoey, for whatever they did that took them to follow so late, came into the kitchen. "Is it time already, mom?" Zoey asked as she approached the kitchen island with Marcus right behind her.

“Tonight is important for the SilverFang Pack.” “This is my birthday, Alaric,” I whispered, my voice trembling. He let out an irritated sigh. “Of course. It’s your birthday, my dearest sister. How could Alpha Alaric ever forget?” She signaled to one of the staff, and a large cake was brought forward. It was placed on the main table—a grand, towering cake that drew everyone’s attention. But when I looked closely, my stomach turned. The frosting read Congratulations on the Success of the Olium Corp Project.