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And that is when I saw Marcus’ eyes glint— he wants to have these candles as well. P.S.: the Choco Coffee Bean Treats idea was borrowed from a cartoon I watched on Youtube... if my memory serves me right, I think its called 'Cafe Wingcle'... it was a cute and good cartoon... anyways, thank you for reading, and sorry for the slow updates.

When Zoya asked me I realized that I was just staring at them without answering. "Rapunzal." I said as they all shook their head. "That's a great name. Since it's your first day so we will just show you how to work. You can start from tomorrow and as your first day's souvenir you can have these cupcakes. I just tried a new recipe." Myelin came forward as she placed a tray in front of me. I grabbed the cupcakes as I realized how much hungry I was. "Water." Taking one bite I asked as it was hot freshly baked from oven.

“They’re perfect. Just like you.” “I’m glad you like them. I burned the first batch.” I grab the tray while Anya makes coffee, and before I set the cupcakes down on the coffee table, I pop another one into my mouth. I look at my mother. “I missed your honey cake with pineapple.” “I’ll make one as soon as I’ve unpacked.” Anya comes into the living room and places the tray down beside the cupcakes. “Help yourselves. I didn’t add sugar and cream.” Mama pats the cushion beside her. “Come sit.”

“Well, well, well… look who decided to call. Don’t tell me it’s because your man’s out of the country and you’re lonely.” I rolled my eyes, smiling. “Please. I called because I needed a dose of chaos, and you’re the best supplier.” She snorted. “Oh, slick today, huh?” “Always,” I said, laughing. “Also, I’ve got leftover cupcakes. Lemon meringue bites. Thought I’d drop some off before I head home.” “Lemon?” she gasped dramatically. “Girl, you know those are one of my weaknesses too. Bring them now.” “Only if you promise to cook for me,” I teased, switching lanes.

Audrey sighed as her two best friends led her to the bed. “Are you feeling okay? We got you your favorite cupcakes,” Olivia gestured to the box of Magnolia cupcakes on the table next to the bed. “Please put those away,” Audrey groaned. “Gasp. Audrey Huntington is saying no to cupcakes?” Mikey put a hand on his chest dramatically. “Who are you and what have you done to our friend, you robot?” “Guys, no, I just don’t wanna eat anything right now… I think I’m gonna puke again if I do,” she laughed.

IT HAS BEEN THREE MONTHS. THREE BLOODY MONTHS and the pain keeps getting worse. This morning it was so bad that I was barely able to get out of bed. No matter the amount of wolfsbane I consumed, the split bond was eating me up. And it was eating me fast. I grab the piping paper and decorate the last cupcake from the batch. I look up from the cupcakes as three college students walk in. “Welcome to Petals and Bean Cafe,” I say to them but they outright ignore me and walk over to their table.

"Their ingredients are all sheep offal. As for the tattooed skin you mentioned, we believe it was a standard meat inspection stamp. No missing-person reports have been filed in the city for over six months." "No!" I protested. "That mark wasn't a stamp. It was a tattoo!" The officer sighed, his patience thinning. "Miss, you're overthinking this. We thoroughly inspected their kitchen. My colleagues even tested their soup base. It's not human flesh." Not human flesh? Was I blind? "I'm certain that was my boyfriend's tattoo. And I haven't heard from him in a month!" "Oh?" The officer paused, his tone skeptical. "Then why didn't you file a report earlier?"

"See," "You made cupcakes,” He said. “They look nice," "Won't you try them out?” She tilted her head to the side. “Nana taught me how to make nice cupcakes. I’m sure you'll love them. I made them all in different flavors," "No, thanks,” He pecked her cheeks. “I don't take sugar," "At all?” She asked, her mood dropping. "Nope," He smiled at her. “Okay, let’s do this,” He pinched her cheeks when he noticed her foul mood. “Why don't you package them for me? I’ll have them all tomorrow at the warehouse,"

I chuckle mentally already having an idea why. We finish preparing the other cupcakes and soon I feel the delicious smell of my male being present when he approaches us. --- That smells good-- he says as he takes two of the cupcakes and takes a generous bite of each one. --- Then you talk about me, it seems you've never seen food, Supreme Lord-- I say mockingly, arching one of my eyebrows. --- I'm hungry-- I get the double meaning in his speech and feel my body heat up again. --- I think it's about time right? Let's go before it gets late-- I say trying to change the subject and I jump up from the stool to soon follow pulling a mumbling Deniel who couldn't even eat in peace and an aunt Maria

Lucus murmured as he flipped through his recipe booklet. When the opening staff came in the next morning, they found a small tally chart and a note that read, "Please help me and vote for your favorite. It's important!" along with four neatly labeled trays of different-flavored cupcakes, all topped with light blue buttercream frosting and a snowflake decoration.