More Than Cake Novels & Stories

"She pulled Damon over to the table with the cake on it, staring at the monstrosity before them. It had 12 tiers, the thing obviously being held up with magic, or maybe with Adira sheer willpower alone, and was at least 3 ft wide at the bottom tier. "Are we supposed to cut this or declare war on it?" Damon whispered as he and Clary stared at the cake. He picked up the dainty knife that was sat next to it, laughing at the size of it. "That line from that Crocodile Dundee movie we watched the other night springs to mind," he said, making Clary snort with laughter. "Moni, a little help please?" he called out as he tossed the knife aside and spun on the spot. He snagged the blade out of the air

Mark went out today to visit another pack but he promised to get back home before dinner. Tomorrow will be the day of the fight and here I am baking my favorite Caramel Vanilla Cake. I'm not a fan of chocolate cake, by the way. “What is that? I smell something delicious.” Allie said as she entered the kitchen. "It's a caramel-vanilla cake. Sit here and eat some. I'm almost done with it." "I don't get how you can manage to bake when you're about to fight tomorrow." She said while getting a slice for herself.

Kael said, filling a pot with clear water and beginning to ask it riddles in binary. I went for the main event. I decided to bake the Literalizer a cake. A "Cake of Infinite Why." I used the Essence of Déjà Vu, so each step felt familiar yet wrong. I measured flour not by cups, but by the volume of a good secret. I sweetened it not with sugar, but with the anticipation of sugar.

mother said softly. I smiled tightly, bringing myself out of the sore mood I had slid into. I wasn’t sure about Zayn Usman, I thought as I looked at the variety of cakes that was placed on a low table. But, there was one thing for sure, overthinking won’t solve anything, or change the fact that I was going to be married in a few weeks. I stepped forward, and tested the cake with my mom and cousin. We awed and squeezed our faces at some of those cakes. It was either too sugary or free of sugar.

There was vanilla cake, chocolate cake, red velvet cake and even a gingerbread, and it wasn't even November yet. “Can't pick a cake hurgh?” A voice said beside her. Kate nodded, letting out a frustrated sigh. “Yes, it's an apology gift”, she answered, raising her head to look at the person. A stunned expression forming on her face soon after, feeling a huge lump in her throat, seeing who it was. "Mom!.." She mumbled. “She must be hallucinating, her mum in the bakery store, standing right next to her and speaking to her!?”.

they answered in unison. “Nine cakes?” “And it'll be really big so we'll have cake for a year,” Talia said. “Raspberry, lemon, vanilla. Double dark chocolate— "Ooh, and the spicy one we read about in the dragon book.” Kael quipped. “You want spicy cake?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Exactly!” Talia said excitedly. "Honey, cake should be sweet not spicy." “But it would be unique and cool." "Dangerous” Kael stood up and made a fighting stance.

“On whether you have mixes stashed away somewhere, or if I’m tasting the real thing…made with actual butter and all that.” Hiding a smile, Abby asked. “And just how many of these cake slices would you need, to make up your mind?” Max pretended to think. “I’m thinking…at least ten.” “Ten!” Abby snorted. “Well, there’s chocolate, red velvet, Black Forest, Boston, carrot cake—” “You lost me at carrot cake.” Abby wrinkled her nose. “What the hell is wrong with carrot cake?” “Yuk! Buy yourself a ready-made version because I ain’t making it, buddy. Oh, and if you want me to bake you ten whole cakes, then get ready for me to put your lardy ass to work in my yard because it’ll take months to shift a

I have to admit - it's one of the most impressive cakes I've ever made. I started with a classic tiered cake, then used the Cataclysm: Earth movie poster for inspiration as I decorated the layers, creating an apocalyptic scene in sugar and icing. There aren't many bakers in this world who can make a cake that's both elegant and captures the essence of a disaster film, but I'm pretty sure I've managed it. This cake could get me work for months - maybe even years.

*** As the night goes on, the celebration shifts as it’s turning into a birthday party. The energy around us is so full of love and joy, it feels like the entire world is celebrating right along with me. Then, I see it. My jaw drops, my eyes go wide. It’s the biggest cake I’ve ever laid eyes on in my life. It’s massive, towering with layers of frosting and decorations that make my head spin. I stand there, staring at it, totally in shock. Mikhail chuckles next to me, clearly enjoying my reaction. "Don’t look so shocked," he teases, his voice low and amused. "Did you forget we live in a pack of wolves? The moment you cut this cake, it’ll be inhaled in minutes."

Millie cheered, moving her face towards him as Massimo used a napkin to wipe the icing off her cheek “Can we choose this one, mommy, please?” “I thought you already chose the strawberry cream.” Alice laughed “We have to decide soon. We don’t want to cause even more problems for the bakers, who will already need to make such a big and beautiful cake in such a short time.” She pulled up photos of multi-tiered cakes and hundreds of sugar decorations, all underneath the outline of what would be their real wedding cake. “And I thought you liked the walnut filling with lemon cream.” Massimo reminded her, making Alice blush. “Uh... Yes, but... If what Millie wants is chocolate, then...”