Harvest Moon Baking Company Novels & Stories

Every morning, as the sun rose over the harbor, they would unlock the doors and prepare to welcome the people who had come to feel like family. As the seasons changed, Harbor Hearth Bakery took on a life of its own. In the spring, Lillian filled the café tables with vases of wildflowers she picked from the fields outside town, their bright colors spilling over the edges of the tables. In the summer, Nicholas introduced a line of cool lemon tarts and berry cobblers, each bite filled with the taste of sunshine. Autumn brought spiced pumpkin breads and hot apple cider, and by winter, the bakery was decorated with garlands of evergreen branches and little twinkling lights.

Jane spoke up. Jane picked up a tablet, tapping the screen. "'A' submitted a collection of healing-infused spring and summer dresses a month ago. And that entire line has just been officially acquired by Moonlight Co." Moonlight Co.! The name hit the room like a bomb. It was a top-tier luxury fashion empire, incredibly popular and prestigious among the high-ranking Alphas and Lunas. It was a subsidiary of the Stark Group. Jane had been desperately trying to pitch a partnership for years. Livia gasped, her eyes bulging.

She knew where everything was and what to do as she cut into her pancakes. “Oh, Liam,” Lily shook her head. “Think of it this way. It’s your last year that you absolutely have to do this. After all, we’re seniors now. We might as well enjoy it, because this time, we’re going to be kicking our feet up in Auburn U, huh?”

Ugh, my head hurts. Where am I? Just then, my phone pings with notifications. “Sleeping Beauty, it is time to wake up. I am texting you, just in case you wake before I get back. Don’t panic. You are at my home, Dark Moon Ranch. You are safe in my guest room. No one will bother you either.” “What happened?” “Oh, good, you’re awake. I hope that you rested well.” There’s a pause. “You have a knack for finding trouble. Who would have thought? Because you are too cute and innocent for this lifestyle. What do you remember?”

"Blood moon, Blue moon, Rise of the Alpha King and his Luna Queen" To be continued...!

Everyone stood around the outside of the circle holding their candles. Magenta stepped into the center of the circle. “Members of the Moon Shadow Pack, we are gathered tonight before the Moon Goddess, Selene, to humbly ask that Princess Brenna Sutton join the ranks of Luna among us.” Then she turned toward the moon and raised her arms. “Oh, Moon Goddess, I present to you Princess Brenna Sutton as a Potential Luna.” Magenta took the candle from me and stepped away. I took my place in the center of the stones, looked up at the moon, and lifted my hands. “Oh great Moon Goddess, I, Princess Brenna Sutton, humbly present myself to become your next Luna, if you so choose.”

She was so excited when she learned that she had two stores in prime locations under her name, but she was also sad on the account of deficits, year after year. Whereas, the other shops under the name of the Cawthorne family on the nearby alley were flourishing. But now, one of the Cawthorne's shops had been seized, and the other one had gradually declined after the rise of Carra's shops. Angelina Cawthorne really fell ill this time. What's even more depressing was that she couldn't take what she wanted from Carra.

"Everyone is waiting for you at the pack house. The Harvest Moon celebration is about to begin. The elders are asking where you are." Of course. Today was our pack's most important celebration of the year. The Harvest Moon festival, where we celebrated our successful year and honored the Moon Goddess. As Alpha and Luna, we were supposed to lead the ceremonies together. Marcus straightened his shirt and ran a hand through his hair, instantly switching from furious husband to composed Alpha. "Tell them I will be there in ten minutes," he said coldly. Then he turned his burning gaze back to me. "And so will Luna."

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.”

It was morbid but a harmless thought never hurt anyone. “I’ll pass but thanks.” Melissa winced when the words peeled from her in nervous laughter. They walked around the tables of knitted mittens and scarfs, one table was filled with pumpkin-spiced honey and many more were being set up. Lola remembered the first time she’d tried the honey when Melissa mixed it in a cup of tea with some chestnut biscuits on the side. Many of the families had been setting up tables for the Harvest Moon festival for generations and everyone knew exactly what to expect.