Novela Cakes Novels & Stories

When she lost her memory and seemed to put distance between them, Bastian was even more afraid of losing her. --- Renata ordered her favorite coffee and a Cremeschnitte Cake. One of the best-selling cakes in Switzerland. Cremeschnitte cake is made from puff pastry, vanilla custard and sugar glaze. There are also several regional variations of this dish. However, the main recipe always uses a puff pastry base and creamy custard. Renata took a seat on one of the chairs and enjoyed the cake. One of the reasons Rena feels at home in Switzerland is because the country is full of her favorite foods that are world-famous. In addition to chocolate and cheese, Switzerland also has excellent desserts

The pancakes burn. Not metaphorically. Actually burn. Because I'm distracted, thinking about CPS in three hours, and I forget to flip them. Ivy finds this hilarious. "Sera made charcoal cakes! That's what we should call them!" "I'll make new ones," I say. "No, I want the charcoal cakes. They're special. Mistake pancakes are the best kind." She eats them with syrup, declaring them delicious. Lucien and Elias exchange a look over her head.

, she said gesturing at the chocolate cake slices in front of us. Gerald's hand slid onto my thighs caressing the inner thigh with enough force to send tremors through me. I bit down on my lip, focusing on the cakes she was presenting. “This is our red velvet with raspberry filling and plain buttercream and then last but not least this last flavour is our French vanilla cake with fresh strawberries”, she added gesturing to the other cakes as she set the forks down. “Someone’s wet, huh?”, he whispered as his finger tapped my clit lightly over the damp fabric. Just then her phone rang, she furrowed her brows, “Please give me a min. I need to take care of something”, she muttered.

Nicholas then moved his hand from his face. Every countertop inside of Sweetness & Light had a Buche de Noel cake sitting on top of it. There had to be at least twenty finished cakes. All of them were decorated in the same style as his aunt’s cakes in his youth. They looked like little brown logs with little imitation plants swirled onto the side in buttercream frosting and marzipan mushrooms sprouting from the cakes’ chocolate tops. Nicholas spun towards Molly in a confused circle. He was struggling to grasp that she had somehow done this for him, that she could be so thoughtful. “Molly, did you do all of this for me?”

She said and the maids now came serving all the cakes that she baked. "Woah, the designs are impressive." Amber commented. "She's the best," Gabe proudly said. "This is the vanilla, chocolate, strawberry, mango graham cake, and the ube cake. You guys must try it all," she said and allowed them all to dig in. "This is a lot of sugar. You're ruining my diet," Gavin uttered but tried everything though. "You know what, I can eat this everyday. It's not so sweet but it's also not bland. You got the perfect measure for everything," Leo commented while nodding to all the cakes that she baked.

She pointed out to the shop. Jenny followed her direction. “Why? You want to buy a cake?” “Yes.” So Jenny dropped her off at her request. “See you soon, Ann.” It was a farewell before leaving her. Anna pushed open the glass door, entering a cake shop that looked simple but quite spacious. There are tables and chairs for diners to wait and maybe enjoy a piece of cake. And the main character was the storefront integrated with the cashier’s table displaying various cakes. It is predominantly white and brown, despite few red velvets among them.

There was classic vanilla sponge with strawberry preserves, rich chocolate cake layered with silky ganache, almond cake with raspberry cream, and a delicate lemon cake filled with tangy lemon curd. Cian and Xander, whoa had accompanied Roxanne and Bianca, were squirming in their seats as they itched to try out each of the flavours. Roxanne looked at her son pointedly and the little boys sat back, still and silent. Bianca smiled in amusement. Small and dainty her artist friend might be, but she could control her big Mafia husband and her young son, as well as Bianca’s Cian, with just a lift of her brow. The bride and grooms were supposed to be the ones to sample each one of the cakes carefull

True. The tasting room at Lily & Fennel Patisserie smelled like vanilla bean, sea salt caramel, and something almost sinful. The marble table was filled with tiered samples, tasting spoons, and an overly enthusiastic pastry chef named Jules, who looked like she’d stepped out of a cooking show. “I’m already overwhelmed,” Valeria said, staring at six miniature cake slices arranged like sacred relics. Kc sat beside her, sleeves rolled up, one hand on her thigh under the table. “I think we’ll need a separate wedding just for the cake.”

She nodded. Xander and Kai cut the cake for us and placed them on saucers for everyone. We took the cake over to the tables and sat down. Rachel’s eyes went wide when she tasted it. Ezra mentioned that Rachel’s favorite cake was Southern Hazelnut Praline. I never even knew that it existed, but I wanted to provide her favorite cake for tonight. Everyone took a bite, and I heard a chorus of groans around the room. That even included Papa and Leonidas as well.

Athena's POV ''The flavour of the cake?'' The baker asks us and I turn my head to look at Alex and he does the same. We both just stare at the cakes in awe. We really don't know which once. After tasting almost all of the cake, I kind of got confused. There's this red velvet cake, chocolate cake, vanilla cake, cheese cake, rainbow cake. ''Um... would you give us a moment?'' I try to smile at the baker but he rolls his eyes before walking away. I breathe out, ''Okay, so, which one?'' I turn to Alex.