More Than Cake Mga Nobela at Kwento

𝐃𝐎𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐄 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐏𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐄 By,Tamar writes ✮•✮•✮•✮ ••CISCO'S HOME•• "There.. There, be careful not to make the cake fall" An elderly lady said. It was none other than Cisco's mom Flame nodded, removing the cake from the oven and carrying it to the table.

James was telling the delivery guy where to put the birthday cake. The cake was five tiers tall painted all white with multiple colors flowers all over and gold trimming it's the most beautiful cake I saw. I think my aunt said it was marble cake too. "Now the trick is to getting it out of the door," I said walking over to Ms. James, she looked at me as we both realized the cake is too wide for the door with it being placed on a rolling cart. " Great " Shiva said shaking her head "I'm calling your aunt down here to see our problem," she said mind linking my aunt. That was one of the things about us we couldn't mind linking anyone in the pack, yep that's right, and thank Goddess for its sounds

Lucas elected to skip the cream tea due to the one they had eaten an hour before and carried a tray with the other three items to the table that Flynn had picked out. By now Flynn had taken off his coat and was looking around at the photos on the wall. They were mostly of instagram style photos of cakes. “Do you like looking at shots of instagram worthy cake?” Lucas asked as he set the tray down carefully. Flynn changed his attention to him and then the cake. “Death by chocolate is their best selling cake? I’ve found it’s easy for people to overdo the chocolate and it ends up tasting very sickly instead.” Lucas picked up the ice cream float and put it in front of Flynn and did the same with

It was a cake with lit candles on top. Eighteen fiery reminders that I had my birthday in the gargoyle realm. "What's this?" Had he gone out and got me a cake? It looked that way. "A woman needs a cake for her eighteenth birthday, even if it is a little late." He pressed his lips to mine softly. "Honestly, I'd rather have other things," I said. "Especially since I don't eat cake." "Other things are nice." He wriggled his eyebrows, making me laugh. "But this is a special cake made with special magic from the realm of Sharra."

Placing the cakes to the table, her fingers intertwined behind her. “Here’s what i’ve been working on for next week” There was a crack in her voice before she cleared her throat. “There’s the Mint Chocolate, the Hazelnut Almond cake which is quite exquisite although tasty not so much. Less sugar because your mother—“ “She loves sugar” He interrupted flatly and Isa hummed.

“Got it.” “Homework?” I raised an eyebrow. “Yes.” “Don’t fight anyone today.” “They started it yesterday!” “Arthur.” “…I won’t fight first.” “Good enough.” He ran back and hugged my waist suddenly. “Mom?” “Hmm?” “Are we still making cake tonight?” I smiled. “Of course. Six candles. And one extra for me becoming a doctor.” He gasped. “So seven cakes?” “Absolutely not.” “Cruel.” ***********

"He pulled Sebestian 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 Rose 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?" Sebestian whispered as he and Allen 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 Allen snort with laughter. "Dell, a little help please?" he called out as he tossed the knife aside and spun on the spot. He snagged the seraph blade ou

He took the picture and laughed so hard that people turned to look at us. We walked to the cake section. The cakes were decorated with flowers made from cream. There were chocolate cakes, strawberry cakes, and even a tall one with four layers. I pointed at it. “Look at that one. How do they even make something so tall?” “Magic,” Blake said, pretending to whisper like it was a big secret. I giggled. “I think it’s skill, not magic.” We moved to where they made croissants. The workers folded the dough, then rolled it again, then folded it again.

I seen four cakes I was amazed by looking at them one butterflies cake, one angel cake two girl model decorated cakes with a tree and flowers these cakes are really awesome he said "I seen you loving butterflies so this cake I bought other three I loved them so I bought did you like them" I hugged him and said "I loved them" he smiled and said "make a wish cut the cakes" I prayed that to stay longer with him always and cutted the cake feeded to him he too did the same