Pastry Cookie X Red Velvet Cookie Novels & Stories

His glance conveyed all his frustration, saying, ‘You young people and your newfangled tools! But then a smile appeared on his face and he mumbled, “At least, the cake is good.” Milli laughed as he took another huge forkful, eyes shining his pleasure at the flavor. “It’s called black velvet, a buttermilk cake flavored with dark cocoa powder and espresso. It is my friend’s birthday today and this was his favorite. I left one for him in another friend’s freezer as a surprise.” “You’re a very good person, young lady,” Ben said softly. “And an excellent baker.”

Lava cakes resting in ramekins. Shortbread cookies dusted lightly with powdered sugar. Caramel tarts glossy and rich. Ava stared at our station. “That’s illegal.” Alaric folded his arms calmly. “We followed instructions.” “You made a whole menu!” “We are efficient.” Malik tasted one of our shortbread cookies. His eyes widened. “Okay, that’s unfair.” Zendaya sliced into her red velvet cake. Perfect crumb. Denise presented her éclairs with quiet pride. My dad placed his cake at the center.

With the baking process nearing completion, Isabella's excitement bubbled forth, evident in her tone as she exclaimed, "We just need to put these in the oven, and we'll be done. I'll take care of the icing once they cool down." Her enthusiasm was contagious, and Layla couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope that perhaps their actions could lead to a positive outcome. Time passed swiftly as the cookies and red velvet cake baked to perfection in the warm embrace of the oven. As the sweet treats cooled, anticipation filled the air, mingling with the warmth emanating from the kitchen.

My face turned into a thinking one. "Ummm.... What should I bake for dessert?" I asked myself while tapping my chin with my index finger. I snapped my fingers when a delicious idea came into my mind. "Red Velvet cookies they are!" I took out all the necessary things before placing them on the island in front of me. The kitchen feels warm against the crisp autumn air, and the smell of melted butter and sugar already fills the room, promising something sweet. I pull the bowl closer, watching as the deep crimson batter takes shape, a swirling dance of cream cheese and cocoa. There's a comfort in the familiar rhythm of measuring, stirring, and the steady hum of the oven preheating. It’s like a q

Kurt knew the feeling of being alone so he started thinking of a way to cheer her up. “Come with me to the kitchen. I’ll show you something.” He smiled and held Annika’s hand. “Sit here.” Kurt made Annika wait in the kitchen countertop. Annika was getting curious. Kurt was busy getting some ingredients. He was talking to himself “Hmmm. What else do I need?” He was planning to bake red velvet cupcakes for Annika. He checked the ingredients one more time to see if he missed something. For the cupcake: Flour, unsweetened cocoa powder, baking soda, salt, butter, eggs, milk, vanilla extract, and red food coloring. For the vanilla cream cheese frosting: Cream cheese, butter, vanilla extract, and c

Kaleb's pov I stared at the ingredients on the countertop, my arms folded as I glared. I blinked and some flour dusted off my lashes and fall to the floor. I pressed my lips into a frown. I had everything to make the perfect red velvet cake for my girl's birthday tomorrow. Red velvet cake was Bailey's favorite and I wanted to bake her it myself. Unfortunately mom didn't bless me with a baker's hands and I was failing miserably. This was my third batch of batter and I mistakenly added too much salt in this one. I groaned, wiping my hand down the white now batter covered apron.

"What's that smile for?" "Nothing," he smirked. "Cake time!" They all gathered around the two cakes that were kept on the table. The first one was Natalie and Dante's cake which was a red velvet lace cake. The cake was a mouthwatering 4-step velvet cake with cream cheese icing. It had a white and red color with a red rose decoration at the top, light red roses on the body of the cake. The dark chocolate cake was also a 4-step cake and it was rich in cocoa. It had red roses designed by the side of the cake reaching to the top.

Mykhol holds a plate and smiles at me with a comforting grin. Mykhol. I am relieved to see him. Or maybe it’s the plate of food in his hand. Food- I feel my mouth water. I still haven’t had anything to eat properly. I wonder what he has chosen? Something red? I remember the strange comment. What did he mean by that? Do they have red velvet cake? I can see the red pastry with cream cheese frosting in my mind. The sound of it isn’t that appealing, but I am hungry. Perhaps if I give it a bite-

Dominic POV There are six cakes on the table. Six. Three tiers each. Decorative piping. Edible gold leaf. One of them has hand-painted sugar roses that probably required a degree in architecture. My mother looks pleased. The pastry chef looks terrified. Ellie looks like she would rather be audited by the Council. “Vanilla bean with lavender cream,” the chef says, slicing a piece carefully. “A very popular choice for Alpha unions.” Ellie does not even look at it.

Every single detail involved in a cake, I believe. I stared at the words for a long moment. I didn't know much about fancy cakes, but whenever my mom used to bake back in the day, red velvet and vanilla were always my favorites. And as for Ace... he was always obsessed with brown. Ace loves the color brown, so I think that should be the main color, I replied. As for flavors... I’m not 100% sure which one is his favorite, but standard vanilla and red velvet should be a safe hit.