King Cake Topper Novels & Stories

"You're not a passerby." Charlotte stepped quickly in front of him. Her expression turned serious as she fixed her gaze on his quiet, unreadable eyes. "No matter how you see yourself, at least to me… you are—" "Let's have some cake." Noah cut her off before she could finish. He had already looked away, opening the cake box beside him. Inside was an exquisite cake—a two-tiered mille crepe in a soft shade of lavender. On top sat an ornate castle crafted from cookie pieces, decorated with colorful chocolate accents. It was clearly a custom design, made with care.

I tell her, glancing at the cake once more. It is a four tier wedding cake covered in white icing, with white icing hand piped on each layer to resemble lace. On each layer is a small cluster of red roses. On top are a few roses and a topper in black and white that says 'Mr. & Mrs. Vale' in a beautiful, cursive font.

Each tier boasted a velvety texture, inviting anyone who laid eyes upon it to indulge in its splendor. Adorned with intricate details, the cake was a sight to behold. The bottom tier was wrapped in soft, pastel-colored fondant, delicately etched with elegant floral patterns that intertwined like a lover's embrace. Tiny edible pearls were meticulously placed at the center of each bloom, adding a touch of whimsy and refinement.

Lockwood, would herself be their guide for their cake-tasting. After that, the rest of a couple of hours was spent leisurely as they both succeeded in pretending to the other that they had put the recent reminder out of their heads. Iris had never eaten so much cake as she did at that time. The taste of the varieties of wedding cakes that they tasted were each better than the ones they had before. With a sugary cake flavor that would last them a century, Dom and Iris decided on a small pink champagne cake with strawberry filling and icing and a custom-made dragon and werewolf couple as a cake topper. They left the bakery.

"Elvis, this is a very big wedding cake." Avelyn gaped in disbelief at the fourth tier wedding cake that was standing firmly in front of her. At the top of the cake is a miniature bride and groom that looks very adorable to Avelyn's eyes. Back at her wedding with Andrew, she forgot the wedding cake. So that the party is not as beautiful as the wedding party now.

Such a selfish maniac. As I reached the kitchen, checking the fridge if there was something for me to fill up my beloved stomach. And I found a cake. I was baffled by the pink cake, sitting in the center without a box to cover it, surrounded by milk and fruits. A pink cake which I believe a strawberry flavor with cherry and shredded chocolate on top as a design to make the cake more attractive to eat. It has a number 3 and happy birthday Celine, standing still on top of the cake.

I had loved Grayson being the Beta and Zac's friends, but I'd be lying if I wouldn't love for Connor and Audire to live on our floor. The double doors to the kitchen swing open as a staff member wheels out a delicious-looking three-tiered cake covered in tiny dino figures and a multicolored number 1 candle blazes on top. Pointing to the cake and oohing and awing for Tates sake, Audrie waddles back to us, Tate in one arm, a plate of fries in the other.

Perhaps not that night, but as soon as he felt more comfortable and let his guard down. Shortly after their exchange, four servants carried out a large layered cake, decorated with edible jewels made of colored sugar. The cake was four layers tall, and each layer was a unique flavor. Each flavor was one native to the kingdom of Treiaul: a tree nut flavor similar to almond, a fruit flavor like a cross between a coconut and a banana, a coffee flavor of specific beans only grown in their forests, and a liquor flavor made with mulled wine. They sliced the cake thinly and distributed each piece amongst the partygoers. She then leaned over to explain the different flavors to Hayward.

Raina asked, her eyes lighting up as she practically bounced on the mattress. "I did," Nathan said with absolute corporate seriousness. He set the clipboard down and opened the bakery box, revealing four beautifully sculpted miniature cakes. "The pastry chef from Upper East Bakers sent over the prototypes for the... monster cake." "It’s a dragon!" Raina corrected loudly, pointing at a tiny green frosting wing. "A chocolate dragon!"

A my former guardian, Quincy. Arsay had designed the cake especially for our wedding and no doubt it looked beautiful, besides that, it was a great way to distract me too so I wouldn’t end up crying. The cake had five layers with the bottom one being the biggest. It was black, then there was a pastel pink shade of two layers and the top ones were silverish. The whole cake was decorated with edible floral decorations that added to its charm. “How are we going to cut this gigantic thing?” I asked Yohan.