Pineapple Upside Down Cupcakes Novels & Stories

There has to be some sort of ulterior back stabby, get at me insult in this. My nerves peek up, stomach churning with unease, and my anxiety swirls in my suspicious brain as I ponder them for a long minute and finally relent. I open the cupcake first and it instantly smells divine. Dipping my finger into the icing and almost die with the explosion of pleasure in my mouth as I suck it off; Rich chocolate vanilla with a hint of pistachio that is melt in your mouth heaven. My tongue erupts with flavour fireworks.

Of course she couldn't decide on which cupcakes so she ordered multiple pink and blue cupcakes. "Okay Wren and Mia it's time for your gender reveal" I tell them with a smile. "I can't wait. C'mon babe." She said to Wren while pulling him over to the table. Sitting on the table is a round white cake with little pink and white pearls. It's so pretty! I see Bella and Marina with cameras as Wren and Mia hold the knife and cut a piece of the cake.

Beth eyed the dessert appreciatively. Cole beamed at Jenny. "That's my girl. You should see the fancy cupcakes she does for showers and stuff." "What kind is it, Jenny?" Alicia asked. "It's chocolate ganache," Jenny answered, blushing. "It's not nearly as complicated as you'd think."

It was classic and just like the clothes he wear. She had made the cake of his favourite flavour. It was salted caramel cake with butterscotch sauce and pineapples. She had it covered with fresh cream and also decorated it according to the anniversary theme. She had put many fondant red roses and hearts. On the base she wrote, ‘ Happy 4th Anniversary—1st together ;-)’ She wanted to surprise him at the midnight. She had to also make another batch of cupcakes because her son had gotten the whiff of baked cake and was so annoying her to eat it that she had to make cupcakes for him separately so he won’t nag her more about the cake.

I put them all on the counter and started to preheat the oven. I then went to the pantry and found a recipe for vanilla cupcakes. I had never made cupcakes from scratch before, but I was determined to make these ones perfectly. I measured all the ingredients carefully, following the recipe to the letter. I mixed everything together, watching as the batter slowly turned into a smooth, creamy texture.

“Seems like it.” “Alrighty.” Nancy moved to the display case and placed two cream puffs into a white paper box. Folding the lid inward, she explained, “Sush doesn’t take more caffeine when she’s stressed like that. In the last few months when she looked like she was losing it, I normally treated her to one of these babies or matcha cupcakes. Since the cupcakes are sold out, this is our only option.” As Nancy jabbed the numbers on the cash register, she asked, “She sent you to get them?” “No,” Greg replied curtly, placing a note on the counter and saying, “Keep the change.”

"I wanted to check in on you and bring you this." I lifted the bag containing his cake, then put my arms around him and added, "And, this." "This is nice," John murmured, hugging me back. He gave really good hugs, and I found I'd happily stand like this forever. Of course, maybe that's my lovesick heart talking. "What's in the bag?" John asked when he reluctantly pulled back. "Pineapple upside down cake. I have it on food authority that it's your favorite." "It is," he said, his eyes lighting up. Then looked at me mischievously and asked, " I don't have to share, do I?

He prayed that Marvin would not check on him. After making a new slime pudding mix, Zen added different ingredients to the cups for variations. He had a sweet pudding, fruit pudding, chocolate pudding, vanilla flavour pudding, cinnamon pudding and a regular pudding that he would attempt to add caramel glazing to later. It wasn’t an authentic crème brûlée, but that was the closest thing Zen could manage. Setting the six experimental cups in the fridge, Zen hoped his party members would not get angry over his waste of ingredients. Two seconds later, Zen pulled out and inspected six cups of finished but unnamed puddings. He poured the caramel glaze over the last cup and realised why they had no

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.

He took a step toward her and slid his hand around her waist, pulling her to him. "Hey." She splayed her hands against his chest for balance as he pulled her up on tip-toe. Benjamin bent his head and kissed her, keeping it brief when she might have otherwise held on. "I brought a surprise." He bent and opened one of the pastry boxes. A dozen decadent cupcakes sat inside with delicate icing and pearl bits decorating the tops. Dixie gasped. "They let you take those?" "The bakery made too many. Something about someone used the wrong kind of vanilla on the icing, so they brought the mistakes as backups. I snagged a backup box." He plucked a cupcake from the box. "Want a taste?"