King Cake Topper Novels & Stories

"I would like to thank you for participating in our annual party today. As a reward, your Luna prepared the biggest cake of the centuries that can accommodate you all. And I import branded liquor from the capitol. Let's enjoy the party and get wasted." The wolves howled in unison in happiness and praise. Then, the big thick curtain opened, revealing the three layered cake with a height of 5,100 m. It is the biggest cake that they have seen, which makes the crowd howl in amazement. It is coated with chocolate bits, fudge, and syrup. "Maia!" The Alpha's daughter looked and turned around to see her best friend wearing an unbuttoned floral polo and board shorts. She walked towards him and hit hi

’ written with chocolate. It was no ordinary cake— it was a white cake, decorated with baby blue, white, and black flowers on the sides. The most impressive thing was the two small figurines on the frosting— one represented a dark-haired girl wearing a long black sweater and the other was a boy with lighter hair, and he carried a mic in his hands. But the most beautiful thing was that both of them were standing on three cards, baby blue, white, and black. Damian chuckled and opened the envelope he found inside the package.

“Mommy, when is the cake coming?” He asks, his voice so soft and sweet it makes my heart melt. I laugh, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Soon, baby. Very soon! Do you like your party?” Holding him close to myself, I gently sway from side to side, watching as his eyes dart toward the corner as soon as he hears my answer, searching for the cake as though it might appear any second. Right on cue, four staff members enter, wheeling in the large cake. It is really enormous, towering four tiers high– each layer is decorated with miniature, edible models of planets, along with a little astronaut climbing up the side.

The wedding is five days away. While I know our wedding cake is going to be a cannoli cake with cream cheese frosting and pretty chocolate designs that will be dusted in gold. I might know what our wedding cake looks like, but trying to confirm what topper to go on the cake is a whole other story. The three of us agreed to come out in a poly relationship at the reception. So, I want the cake topper to resemble that. I find it ridiculous that I can’t decide on a damn cake topper from the catalog in front of me.

“I know. That’s why I had to pre-complain. Set the stage.” She laughs again and reaches for a small box on the table. “Okay, help me decide. Cake topper or no cake topper?” I peer into the box. The topper is simple—black and gold, just Happy Birthday in cursive. Classy. Understated. Very Gio. “Topper,” I say immediately. “He’ll pretend he doesn’t care and then stare at it for five full minutes.” “Exactly what I thought.” She grins, pleased, and sets it aside.

she said glaring at Erek and I smiled, at least someone was doing the glaring I wanted to, "But I hope its okay. The cake boxes are also made." "Thank you so much you're a life saver." The simple elegant cake was a ivory colour which will make the caramelised popcorn stand out on its levels, not to mention the inside with its various toffee and caramel layers would be the 'wow' factor. There was also three options of groom and bride top pieces in a box so the couple could choose.

The bar was in the other corner of the room and it seemed like the bartenders stayed busy. Appetizers and dinner had been superb. Chef Alex and his staff had done a wonderful job. Selena made a mental note to thank them tomorrow. The round four tier wedding cake was made by Jay Fronc, one of the most popular French caterers in New York. Each tier was a different flavor; at the base was vanilla, the second tier was marble, the third tear was chocolate, and the top tier was vanilla. The base icing was white with small red icing roses and green icing as leaves around the edges of each tier. The topper on the cake was a burst of real red and white roses.

“You knew I’d be the one to apologize, didn’t you?” I smirked, brushing my shoulder against his. “Of course. You can’t stay mad at me for more than five minutes.” His eyes gleamed. “You make it impossible to stay mad.” Before I could reply, the MC announced, “And now, it’s time for the traditional cutting of the cake!” The crowd shifted, parting as though the room itself bowed to the towering cake that waited. Four tiers of white and gold, delicate swirls curling like spun silk, tiny wolf motifs chasing each other around the sides. At the very top, two intertwined wolves gleamed under the soft lights.

The patrons always stayed until dessert and eagerly partake in her creations every night. Ever since Anna's mating, a lot of couples have reached out. Desiring a similar concept of cake for their mating ceremony. She graciously declined all such requests. The castle cakes were for Anna and Mish's only. She made it worth their while though and created a magnificent 3 tier cake that has depicted stories of their love. "Chef Rie, a VIP request for your presence." Odd. Her head snapped to Jonah, a head waiter. "I wasn't aware we have royalty tonight." He paled at her serious face. Come on. Everyone's so stiff and serious. She took pity and grinned at him.

I pour myself a glass of White wine and sit down sipping, my pumpkin pies are the first to finish, then my cheesecakes, I leave them to cool before adding my toppings, there’s also brownies, cookies, banana bread and red velvet cake, I whip up some butter cream icing and ice it then add some crumbled cookies on the top. Of everything here, the only thing I have is a slice of the cheese cake because I topped it with blueberries, I love me some blueberries! “mmm so good! Roro you have out done yourself once again!” I wash up and head to my room to change and shower, I’ll come back to put them away when I’m done. King Tyler