King Cake Topper Novels & Stories

The shopkeeper was delighted. “Please come in.” The youngster came to the work desk and saw the white cheese, cake, and other ingredients on the table. He was startled for a short while, but he rolled up his sleeves and started working right away. He started making a three-layered cake. The bottom layer was a square cake, the middle was a round cake, and the top was a sunflower-shaped cake. The shopkeeper looked at him curiously and started chatting with him. “Hey there, your cake is in a unique shape, huh?”

“The best sweet things are always out of reach for a little pup, huh? Oh, what is that cool thing glowing on top of the frosting? Is that a magical fire candle?” My tiny finger points straight at the cake’s top sugar decoration. All three waiters glance up toward the ceiling to check, and in that exact split second of distraction, my fast fingers slip a little explosive powder capsule straight out of my pocket and deep into the center of the soft cake layers. “That is just a fancy alpha topper decoration, not a real fire candle, kiddo,” they explain kindly, looking back down. “Oh, then your boots better get going inside,” my voice chirps happily. “Don’t keep the big birthday wolf waiting for

Their voices blend into a cacophony of approval, filling the room with enthusiastic exclamations. A few servants emerged from a side door, carefully carrying a grand cream cake. The cake is a masterpiece, towering in its size. The layers of the cake are generously frosted with a thick, creamy icing. Brightly colored sprinkles and edible glitter adds a touch of festivity to its appearance. Atop the cake is a cluster of lit candles, arranged in a neat circle, ready to be extinguished as part of the celebratory tradition. The servants carried the cake to Yeri and her eyes widens with delight as she takes in the sight of the cake. With the cake now in place, the servants step back, allowing Yeri

Saira asked with confusion. “It’s between lovers, babe.” I winked at her, Alex and John both chuckled at my response. Then, I took Alexander in the corner, clapped and the waiters brought out the magnificent cake which I ordered for Alex. It was an elegant black and gold birthday-tall cake with ‘A’ tucked on the top.

On the tray was the most beautiful cake I'd ever seen and I knew that because I was the one who baked it. It was a three tier cake, with banana, champagne and red velvet flavors. All three of them were Asher's favorites, so I'd decided to back a three tier cake, with one tier holding a different flavor. As expected, I'd iced the cake with his favorite color. Doubling as a decoration and a symbol of his new office, I added the letter B to show his new position at the alpha. It was nothing short of a masterpiece and I was already swooning just by looking at it, and it made me wonder what his reaction would be when he saw the cake.

Mirage’s P.O.V I gasped as the sight unfolded in front of me. The entire rooftop had been decorated with fairy lights as well as candles and bouquets of red roses everywhere. And right at the centre of it all was a large table set for a bunch of people, with drinks and tons of food. But what really caught my attention was the gigantic cake right at the centre…not just any cake…a geode cake, with amethyst as the prime colour. And at the top of the cake were two purple candles with the numbers two and three side by side.

Their cake looked like a fruit cake in the Christmas Season. Pollyie’s cake was completely submerged with indigo icing and a lot of toppings. Some of the raspberries fell to the side of the plate. Elaine’s cake looked like the only first layer was decorated with brown icing. Miriam’s cake was carefully filled with blue icing. One strawberry was located in the middle of it. Atalia’s cake was almost half-eaten. They could see the evidence from the both sides of Jake’s lips. “Oh my, there are lots of cake crumbles on the floor.” Pollyie cried.

Everything else is dinner. The cake is exactly what I wanted. Three tiers, brown butter sponge, mascarpone cream, a thin layer of bitter orange between each tier. Simple exterior, no piping, just texture and fresh figs on top. Celeste would approve. Mrs. Kowalski definitely approves because she has two slices and doesn't comment, which from her is the highest possible praise. At nine people start leaving in the warm way people leave good things, slowly and with long goodbyes in the doorway.

I explained roughly how I would like the leaves to look like they are falling from the top. I slid the design of my kutte over to Patrice. “ I want this as the topper.” I said pointing to the cowboy hat and ice crown. “ Is that possible?” I ask nervously. I really want this included. Patrice looks it over and nods “ Yes. I can do this for you.” I light up “ Thank you. Now I would also like four dozen cupcakes for the wee ones.” Patrice pulls out a list of flavors to choose from. I pick basic vanilla and chocolate as well as cotton candy, orange sherbet, cookies and cream and chocolate and peanut butter.

Queen Chloris motions to the maids and signs, asking them to retrieve the cake. The maids, swiftly responding to Queen Chloris' signal, quickly swam off and soon returned, swimming in perfect synchronization. They carefully carried a tray with a beautifully adorned cake, expertly balancing it. With gentle movements, they placed the cake at the end of the honored table. The icing on the cake is a colored translucent gel, creating a captivating visual effect. The actual cake itself is of a dark opaque color, making it a bit challenging to discern the exact shades before it is cut. The cake consists of three tiers, showcasing its elegance and grandeur.