Harvest Moon Baking Company Novels & Stories

she said, her irritation fading into a smile as she grabbed her slides and took one last look in the mirror. The soft glow of her bedroom lanterns reflected off her ash-blonde hair, which she had twisted into a perfect, messy bun, with short curls framing her round face. Her pale purple eyes sparkled, flecked with hints of silver—a distinct mark of being Moon-Kissed. Soon, she thought, her mate would see her as she saw herself: beautiful, unique, a prize worthy of any Alpha’s daughter.

Chapter 65 SEBASTIAN The pack bloomed with brighter colors as the Harvest Moon festival arrived. Since the break of dawn, neighboring packs had been trickling in steadily—some arriving in small groups, others in larger contingents. Each group brought gifts to offer to the moon goddess in thanks for the harvest. It had been an absolutely hectic morning for Pete and me. We had been summoned to assist with welcoming the guests, helping them find comfortable places to stay in the hall, and carrying the various products and offerings they had brought with them.

“It’s always like this before the Harvest Moon Festival. But trust me, it’ll be worth it tonight. There’s nothing like gathering around the bonfire under the full moon. It’s magical.” I smiled softly, her words stirring bittersweet memories. “Yeah. I hope so.” My thoughts drifted to the past—Harvest Moon Festivals back in the Obsidian Pack. The three-night celebration had always been the highlight of the year. The days were filled with games, music, and a flurry of activities, but the true magic began when the sun set. Everyone would gather under the full moon around a massive bonfire, sharing food, drinks, laughter, and stories. It was a time to give thanks to the moon goddess, to feel the

Ernie had no family, and her stepping in to keep an important part of the community alive had brought us all closer together. We'd had an old-fashioned type of barn raising. People from two counties over in each direction came to help us remodel and expand The Café. It's now doubled in size, with updated everything, and I knew from talking to Havoc that Leighton was doing very well for herself. So well, in fact, she'd brought Brooks into the business two years ago, and they have become a formidable team. Once their family name was known for moonshine. Now? The Strathers are known throughout the six-county area for having the best food, desserts, and the most hospitality anyone could ask for.

Gratefully, most wolves went to the bar for harder drinks, having a liking for whiskey, so I was usually not busy. Breakfast came and went and we started preparing a large feast of salads, pasta, loaded fries, chicken and sausages. My mom was the head chef today, so it was easy. The kitchen had a multitude of ovens, grills and hobs to keep up with the demand, so it was no surprise that there were twelve of us in here. I was mainly on meat preparation, something to keep my hands busy and my head down. Besides, the pack was in a hustle of happiness since the other pup of their Alpha was turning 18 tonight.

I bake. Since I'm still a little unsure about borrowing a laptop, Ashley prints me out a list of all the families in the pack. There are over six hundred families, so I have my work cut out for me, but I know I can do it. I start with chocolates and truffles since they last the longest, then I move on to cookies, then cakes and pastries. Mrs. Miller tells me there are plenty of extra pantry supplies, so baking for the pack won't be a problem. She even lets me use the kitchen and helps me find nice decorative packaging from the storeroom.

Aurora woke up before sunrise. For a few seconds, she simply stared at the notebook lying on the small table beside her bed. MY BAKERY PLAN. The words still felt strange. Not because the dream was unfamiliar, but because, for the first time in years, Aurora had actually written it down. She reached for the notebook and opened it. Name: Location: Eastern side of Moonveil Startup capital: Ingredients: Flour, butter, eggs, milk, sugar... Menu: Bread, pastries, pies...

Monique really enjoyed the present time very much. Good time always passed quickly. It was almost time for the middle-autumn mooncakes. She was really looking forward to making mooncakes for Mid-Autumn Festival with her Henry and grandmother There was a special family atmosphere. The administration department quickly prepared the necessary materials for each table. Because of the environment, what Monique had discussed with the administration department before was the materials for the semi-finished product. “You just need to make a model of the prepared flour and the stuffing in the middle.”

The road opened up as we got further from the pack territory, trees thinning on either side, the sky wide and pale above us. It was a good driving day, clear and cold, the kind of light that made distances feel manageable. Shane talked in the easy way he had, not filling silence for the sake of it but comfortable when there was something worth saying. He told me about Blue Moon, the parts that nobody included in the official descriptions. The bakery near the east gate, run by a woman named Ottie, had been making the same bread for forty years. She would tell you exactly what was wrong with your life while wrapping it.

Alyse and I grabbed a fish each and took a filleting knife from the magnetic holder on the wall. “Let’s show them how it’s done” Alyse smile, holding the knife up in front of her. She gave me a quick wink and got to work on the fish. Maya was already underway working on her fish. I smiled inwardly, well okay then, let’s cut up some fish. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Authors Note. Welcome back to The Moon series, for those who have continued on reading, thank you. You've had your first look at some of our new and very important characters. Any guess as to who they might be, and how hey will impact the story to come? Leave me a comment wit