Moon Cake Topper Novels & Stories

The black and white theme worked with little highlights of gold here and there. A spread of food and treats lined one wall with the three-tier cake with its white frosting and black cutouts of wolves racing up to the top tier where a custom moon topper sat saying ‘Prince or Princess.’ The bakery chef and I are the only ones that know the top layer of the cake contains candies that will reveal the genders. I have had to do my best to keep the knowledge safely stored in a far corner of my mind where André wouldn’t find it. I want him to be as surprised as everyone else when Alec and Crista cut into the cake. The party, of course, was a huge success.

"Hey! Yours is much bigger!" "Really?" Dokyeom played innocent. He rapidly took a bite and explained, "I'm n-not ghood atsh cutting I guessh." "What a lame excuse," Hoshi murmured undertone. Then he had a bite. "Hmmm, this is so yummy. By the way Dokyeom..." "Hmmm?" "This is cupcake, right?" "Of course. Why?" "But why there isn't any icing on the top of it?" 'Right. There's no icing on the cupcake brought,' Seungkwan silently noticed too.

"I know. I don't wanna ruing them too. Iris made it. I don't want her effort to go to waste. But you're making me cry, you jerk." "What did you call me?" He pouted. I laughed. "Quel, you look cute!" "Just go and sit on the blanket. You still have to blow your cake." He took out the cake from the box and lit the candle. The candle was already melting slowly but I was still staring at the text on the cake. It says; "Happy Birthday, Moon." I looked above and saw the giant full moon. I closed my eyes and made a wish. 'I wish I can also make him happy like he does to me.'

Lac Hong Hao. Theodore Mark focuses on driving. The beauty of moonlight can make people flutter. The bright moonlight spread down the branches of the trees and grass a magical silver color. All the surrounding scenery, although not visible, the faint light of the moon is enough to make the usual dark space of the night end. Yellow lights and red envelopes fluttered in the air. The stars filled the air, the stars took turns moving. The sound of children laughing and joyfully echoing everywhere, family members lifting songs together, sitting together gracefully, leisurely enjoying food together. The tray for a lot of fruit and sweets. Ripe yellow grapefruit, glossy skin placed in the middle. S

He requests handling it carefully. I nod taking it from him and scrupulously handling it. He opens the jar and gently taking the moon from it. It's small, for some reason. "Why is it so tiny?" I question inspecting it closely. He reverberates a hearty laugh. "It's supposed to be like that," Moon replies. "Come now, we don't have much time." He explains and asks me to hold it once more.

“But I swear, I’ll love you right. For the rest of my life.” Tears burned in my eyes. “I’m not asking for perfect,” I said back. “I’m asking for you.” I’ve never seen anything like the Moon Festival. Packs from everywhere showed up. Lanterns floating up like tiny golden suns. Del had employed the services of the best in the pack. Musicians, chefs and decorators and the whole place looked so magical. But all I felt was Del’s hand in mine. We walked toward the Moon Altar, an ancient stone wrapped in vines and bathed in moonlight. It was where leaders were crowned. Promises made. Hearts bound.

Someone else pipped up. “He didn’t give specifics, but it does sound that way. I did ask how we would even know who the moon wolf was. He said we would know, by the crescent moon on her fur.” Beta John answered. “So, we are looking for a she wolf with a crescent moon on her fur. What exactly is it that makes her so special? Do any of us have someone in our pack like this. Can we just give her up to make all this stop?”

“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.

It's evening, the sky is painted with shades of orange and pink, and I can't help but smile as I gaze at the beauty of our surroundings. Mick places me gently on the floor in a room adorned perfectly for our first night as a newlywed couple. The soft glow of candles illuminates the room, casting a romantic ambiance that makes my heart flutter. I watch with anticipation as Mick, with a twinkle in his eye, informs me that he has something for me. He presents me with a delicate pendant, exquisitely engraved in the shape of a new moon—a symbol of beginnings and new phases. My heart swells with emotion as I accept the precious gift, knowing the thought and effort Mick has put into it.

There was every topping you could think of, including different flavored syrups, sprinkles, and different types of cones or edible bowls, along with cherries, bananas, and strawberries. Watching the wide-eyed kids get as much ice cream as they wanted and whatever they wanted on it made Hera smile. She approved of these wolves, and her sweet moon goddesses fit right in with them. Hera hoped that the conversation tonight went how it needed to go and that finally, these wolves could move forward with their new lives. Laughing as the children continued getting their dessert, she informed Nathan and his cohort alphas, "You three big bad wolves spoil the children of these packs." The three men smi