Hunter X Hunter Cakes Novels & Stories

I was smiling from ear to ear as I looked at the service crew putting the cakes that I choose on each box. I ordered Chocolate Decadence, Nelusko, Black Velvet, Chocolate Happy Cake and chocolate chips cookies. “Are you sure you can eat all of that?” I glanced at Kristoff when he suddenly spoke. He was also looking at the boxes of cakes in front of us. “Why are you asking? Are you saying that all of that is too much for you to pay?” I said and raised my brow to him.

Uncle gary said in sad mood I wiped my face and stopped crying to understand what my uncle was saying. " Uncle, this is not funny. Werewolves don't exist. So how will they kill my father and even if they exist. What business does my father and werewolves have in common”. “ You are from the generation of Hunter's." I looked at him astonished. A lot was going through my mind “ This is the first time I am hearing of Hunter and now you are telling me I am from the generation of Hunter's. Please can you elaborate?” Still confused about what he is saying because my dad has never discussed this with me before he died.

BLUE Hannah had told me that the one way I could keep Hunter happy was through cooking so I tried cooking a few times for Hunter and he liked it. I was estatic. Today I was making him grilled chicken salad, spaghetti and a chocolate cake for dinner. Hannah told me Chocolate cake was Hunter's favorite. The cake was too moist but it was tasty. I knew it was tasty because I'd dipped my finger into the cake icing and licked it.

How was he handling the news of Burney’s death? "I like her," Craig said, slapping the table. He hushed his merriment as the girl from the front door walked over, bearing two massive trays of food, each one carrying the same meal. A fist sized piece of steak, covered in a white sauce topped with avocado, and a side of thick cut chips. Jud and I both stared warily at our food as the others dug in. I picked at a chip, as Jud started on his steak. "You'll have to excuse me," I said, putting my fork down..

I just hope that all of the work Tyler and I have done in trying to make the world safer for lycans will benefit them in the future. Kyle saunters over to me and gives me a toothy grins as he offers me one of the cakes. “Here, Momma, a treat for you and Emmy,” he says. Tyler pouts next to me as I accept the proffered dessert. “What about me?” he complains.

Kas’s POV “Are you sure about this?” My wolf Elexis asks when the timer on the oven goes off. “Absolutely.” I say confidently. “I refuse to be a prisoner in our own home, Lex.” I pull the cupcakes out of the oven. Carrot cake caramel. I’ve been experimenting to perfect the recipe for my bakery for weeks so we can add it to the fall menu. The little browned mounds of cake finally look perfect and smell like heaven. I set them on the cooling rack and make a few notes in my notebook before I go get a shower.

She nodded. Xander and Kai cut the cake for us and placed them on saucers for everyone. We took the cake over to the tables and sat down. Rachel’s eyes went wide when she tasted it. Ezra mentioned that Rachel’s favorite cake was Southern Hazelnut Praline. I never even knew that it existed, but I wanted to provide her favorite cake for tonight. Everyone took a bite, and I heard a chorus of groans around the room. That even included Papa and Leonidas as well.

Inside sat several golden slices of cake decorated with small red sugar flowers. "When I was young, every family in the Fireblood Pack made this during important celebrations." Her voice sounded nostalgic. "Weddings. Birth ceremonies. Mating ceremonies. Harvest festivals." She smiled softly. "My grandmother used to bake it every year." The cake actually looked delicious. "It is made with honey, cinnamon and fire berries." She picked up one slice. "Since you are officially part of our family now, I thought you should finally taste it." Guilt twisted inside my chest. She sounded so kind....so normal. Yet all I could see was the image of her standing inside that ritual room. All I could remembe

Akihiko was shocked on seeing the kid speak that way to the man in front of him and he says- “Kids aren’t supposed to talk to elders that way! Shame on you! And what kind of parent are you, letting your child talk like that?” They both start laughing on hearing him say that and the man says- “He isn’t my kid… He’s just a brat who works with me.” “Even though I look like this, in reality I am 25 years old. I’m just letting you know. “Oh, right. Before all of that, I had to introduce ourselves. We both are part of the Hunter community and we specialize in hunting creatures from stories.”

I turned to the backside and saw handwritten notes on it. 'What a beautiful fate. We will meet again, Cupcake.' Your hero in real, C.G' I knitted my brows reading the short message on the napkin. Who is the mysterious sender? Is it my secret admirer? And it mentioned we will meet again. He will come and looks for me? My stomach suddenly bloomed with some weird feeling, as if the butterflies were flying inside. I never received something mysterious like this before. ❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤❤