Moon Cake Topper Novels & Stories

Rosalie cut me off before I could finish. "Elara, don't you like the cake? I can ask them to change it." She pushed the design book toward me. The largest page showed a three-tiered cake covered in white frosting and silver moonflower honey. Across the top, written in blue-silver icing, were the words: [Congratulations to Rosalie, Saintess of the Silver Moon Pack.] Only her name appeared on the cake. My mother immediately took her hand. "Don't be silly, sweetheart. This is your ceremony. The cake should be exactly what you want."

I can't go wrong looking at the cake that Sophie made, it's the same as the cake that the princess always makes for us. "Uhm why does the cake I made look ugly? Do you know the first time I made a cake that looks like this I fainted that's why I wasn't able to see its final appearance so please forgive me if you did not like the design," said Sophie "No. You are mistaken. The truth is that the cake you made is beautiful." I said It's a round chocolate cake with a yellow crescent moon in the middle with a circle in the middle colored blue and surrounded by a sign of all elements like fire, water, ice, and wind.

Roy glanced at it and shrugged. "Yeah, a bit itchy, but that's to be expected." He told her as she looked at it. It had the shape of a crescent moon, the tips barely touching with a tiny sphere between them. Three dots lined on each side of the sphere. She had never seen such design before, and couldn't deny that it was beautiful. Yet why did it give her such an odd feeling? "Does it mean anything?" She asked him. Roy inclined his head after he took a bite of the pastry, his eyes on his arm.

The packhouse glowed with warm gold lights and evergreen garlands, the bonfires crackling steadily on both ends of the field as the cold pushed hard against our pack and college flags flying high on their poles. This year, our New Year’s celebration centered around something Blaise built himself, a tower topped with a carved full moon painted silver and white. When midnight came, the moon would slide down the pole like the city ball drops, but ours was a pack tradition in the making.

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.

The village buzzes with life. Everywhere I turn, someone is preparing for tonight’s Lunar Eclipse Festival. It’s the most important celebration for Moonlair—a tribute to the Moon Goddess for her guidance and protection. Children race through the village square, their laughter ringing out like bells. The air smells of roasted meats, sweet honeyed bread, and the faint tang of herbs being prepared for the festival offerings.

I reassured her, though the weight of her concern lingered. "So, what culinary delights have you brought in your apology basket?" I inquired, guiding her towards the table. With a flourish, she unveiled the contents, filling the room with the tantalizing aroma of her offering. "Ah, I see you've brought my absolute favorite—mac and cheese. Well played. I suppose forgiveness is inevitable now," I quipped, a playful smile dancing on my lips. Anticipation coursing through me, I indulged in the first heavenly bite, the rich cheese sauce enveloping my senses in pure bliss. In that moment, the turmoil of the world outside melted away, replaced by the simple pleasure of good food and cherished compa

Chapter 19 After the finishing touches, Jayda stared at her just-concluded creation. The two tiers red velvet cake had red crumbs around and layered with dripping like cheese butter frosting coupled with an animated picture of Moana in the middle. It's a couple of minutes past two and she is more than happy to have finished the job on time.

He stood near the mic and tapped into it twice before speaking. "Welcome everyone to the annual championship game. This event is going to start just exactly as the moon comes up..." The moon which I had learnt was the Mystic Moon. It was crescent-shaped and had a variety of stars surrounding it. It comes up only on July 7th of the year, and it had never changed.

Omegas deserved the same respect as anyone else. Alina reminded me so much of Owen. Both were arrogant, self-absorbed, condescending, and dismissive of others. Luckily, before the tension could thicken any further, someone broke the silence. Orion spoke up with a light grin. “Would you like to try some lunar nougat? It’s a delicacy from the Lycan territories, only available once a year during the Silver Lantern Festival.” He lifted a hand to signal one of the festive jesters weaving through the crowd with a silver tray.