Mrs Muffins Novels & Stories

she got the job! "Ant to the second person we have, Mia Monterosa for her banana bread muffin, who will also be hired as a cook" Mia also was elated, she could already feel the money in her hands, she started taking a mental note if what she would buy if she received her pay. Those who didn't had their name went home grumbling and sad, the pay too was too good, they were all sad and angry as they went home, some was disappointed as they left but the only happy ones was Elena and Mia

Thank you I guess," he mumbles to himself. Ryan takes another bite from the delectable muffins, savouring the sweet, buttery flavours that exploded in his mouth. Chocolate muffins were not Ryan's favourite, nonetheless he is enjoying the chocolate bursting in his mouth, topped with a crumbly streusel topping. As much as Ryan hates to buy it, he is grateful to have a warm meal to kick off his day. He reaches from one of the butter croissants, when suddenly he hears his step mother calling his name.

,Precious said continuously to the Sean who wasn't showing any sign of survival. In a large office, a lady was seated on a chair with a script in her hands, she couldn't stop smiling as she read with her eye's still on the script. She's Mrs Chapel Hill Ronald, the CEO of the bakery company, she's fifty of age but looks more younger than her age due to the way she dresses, her make up and the way she takes care of herself. With the expensive jewelrie on her, it could tell she's rich. The door opened and a lady just like her age came in, she dress just like her but she didn't put on much jewelries, She's Mrs Sheila Sheppard also a CEO and a full owner of a milk company, her company also produc

’’ I muffled in her clothes with annoyance. ‘’Oh. Oh, darling, I’m so sorry. I wasn’t considerate right now. Yan Si, come here and give her the muffins I baked this morning.’’ My cousin brought a basket full of chocolate muffins which made me droll. Oh my God, they were my favourite. ‘’Mom, you shouldn’t bother. I’m in the VIP ward, and they take good care of me and give me tasty food.’’ ‘’But do they know the secret ingredient for my muffins? No, they don’t. So, stop pretending to be worried and eat what I baked for you.’’

At the counter, a woman with tired grace and mischief in her eyes rearranged jars of preserves. “Welcome to St. James,” she said. “I’m Ruth. Kitchen’s in prayer over the shrimp. You here to eat or to confess?” “Both,” Mabel said. “She’s here to investigate.” Ruth sized them up with the efficiency of a woman who had watched dreams invest and walk out before dessert. “You must be kin to Mr. du Prée.” “His mother,” Marvella said. Ruth’s smile softened. “Then we’ll put you where you can see everything.”

"So, which muffins should I try?" Ashley replied enthusiastically, "All of them! We usually bake cookies for the New Year, but Mommy and I want to bake something new this year!" I bit my inner lip when I saw there were six muffin cakes on the tray, each topped with colorful decorations, sprinkles, fruit, and a generous dollop of whipped cream. Too many calories. "Well, I don’t think I can eat them all at once," I said with a smile, "but I’ll try them all. Which one is your favorite, Ashley?"

She was in her mid-thirties, and the man looked like he was in his forties. "What are your names," I asked nicely, and they relaxed a bit. They must have thought I was like Stacy. "Michelle Wilson and Jacob Wilson. We live down the road, Luna," The woman said, and I smiled at them. "Nice to meet you two. So what are you doing?" I asked her, and she smiled at me. " I am making fresh pastries. Danish puff pastry. Cinnamon rolls, croissants and fresh bread," she said, and I opened my eyes.

Hazel eyes, green with brown flecks that remind me of the forest for some reason, with a pleasant, non-terrifying smile, asked, “Actually, how are the muffins?” All black gives him a questioning look as he steps aside. With a shrug, he states, “What? I’m hungry all of a sudden.” Paityn takes that moment to calm herself down enough to answer, grateful for the interruption. “Actually, they are delicious. A friend of mine bakes them fresh everyday. Come to think of it, she makes pretty much everything here but the coffee.” “Really, that seems like a lot of work.” Paityn noticed the overly muscular man, at least in her opinion, go join his friends at the table as hazel eyes continued to order.

He laughed as I looked at him like he was crazy. I peeled the plastic it was wrapped in away and the smell of apples and cinnamon filled the hallway. Eddie smiled to me as he nodded his head and I took a huge bite. When the light breaded treat hit my mouth it was like an explosion of flavors burst into my mouth, and the more I chewed, the more flavors came to the surface. There were chunks of sweet apples, and chunks of a crunchy sweet cinnamon in the muffin that you only noticed the more you chewed. It was a heavenly mixture of flavors and I could help the moan of enjoyment that came out as I swallowed the bite. "Apple crunch muffins. Amazing aren't they? Nova is the pack's pastry chef. Hon

So that when her test results came out a week later, she was caught off guard. "Mrs Thane, I appreciate you coming in today. We have your test results back, and I want us to go through them together. "That sounds ominous" she joked and when the doctor only smiled, her stomach dropped. "What did you find? Is it bad?" "There are some concerns, yes..." **********************************************