Regular Show Chocolate Cake Novels & Stories

He took a spoon and tasted it. " How is it? " I asked. " Mm.Not bad. " " really? " he nodded his head. " Then try this. " I brought the cake from the refrigerator. " You told me you don't like chocolate. So I asked Anna and made a vanilla cake. " He took a bite. " Better than that deadly tea. " He said as he chuckled. I glared at him. " If you don't want to, then give it back. I will give it to Anna."

She finished everything. Every single bite. Elias watched her quietly, amused and captivated. “Still hungry?” he asked. She raised a brow. “You think I can survive another masterpiece?” “Dessert,” he said. “How dangerous could cake be?” She would soon learn. The waiter this time, a man returned with the most decadent slice of chocolate cake she had ever seen. Layers of rich cake and soft filling drowned in whipped cream so light it looked like clouds. Dakota closed her eyes after the first bite.

I couldn't lose it, so what I did was put every resentment I had for him outside the door. "Here's what I've been working on for next week," I cleared my throat, watching his eyes dart between the cakes and where I stood. "There's the Mint Chocolate, the Hazelnut Almond cake which is the usual favorite for people the same age as your mother. Less sugar, but even more taste—"

Pops appeared with the cake. He set it on the table without announcing it, which was the Pops method of doing most things. Chocolate, three layers, chocolate fudge with chocolate buttercream, from the bakery on Mesa, the one that tasted exactly like itself and nothing else. He’d gotten it without being asked. Dad looked at it and then said he’d been just about to mention the cake, which was a lie so comfortable it had become tradition. “Photo,” Jake said, which was the signal it always was.

“Shit. I had great muscles before this. One hour of bouncing isn’t going to do shit.” Cade stood up once again. “I hope the meal was up to everyone’s standards. Thanks to Ms. Jo, Ms. Vivian and all the hardworking pack members that made this possible.” Everyone clapped for them. I saw both of the girls blush, but beamed in the recognition. “Being the amazing brother that I am…” A small laugh broke out as Cade put his hand over his heart. “… have a tradition of buy Tatum a very specific chocolate cake.” A server came out with a very large piece and set it in front of me. “There is an array of deserts. Please help yourselves and enjoy the rest of the evening!” “Damn, that is big.” Jo was looki

It had things like go-karts and a trip to the arcade on West 54th, which Justin had mentioned before. There was also a movie that Justin really wanted to see. Alex had written it down. Lillian saw that Alex had been paying attention to what Justin liked. The last thing on the list was chocolate cake. It was circled. Alex had written that it should be dark with two layers, and the cream inside should not be white but have a coffee flavor. Lillian thought about when Justin had described the cake, and she realized that Alex must have remembered. The day of Justin's birthday was a Saturday.

For the first time since leaving the military post, I missed my friends. It didn’t help that the other vampires at the table watched every move I made. Talon turned away from me and looked at the other vampires. Sable watched Talon. It was an interesting dynamic. The sensual allure Talon exuded was thankfully gone now. It gave me breathing room. My attention was caught by the female guttybrew. She brought in the night’s pièce de résistance. It was a three-layered chocolate cake with fresh strawberries decorating the top. It was a work of beauty. I hadn’t had chocolate in years.

I smile a little well they may have gotten a taste first but your getting my secret weapon and one of your favorites I cheerfully say. Oh really he seductively whispers and I bite my lips to supress a moan that's bubbling up just from the tone of his voice. Yes I reply and I don't even notice my own voice. Tell me how would you know it is a favorite of mine he ask, and I swallow I'm not a hundred percent sure but your eyes were so bright and I took a guess. I made you a three layer chocolate cake wrapped in freshly made Hershey chocolate icing. Stilling myself for his reaction. He is quiet for a moment and I anticipate that maybe I'm wrong the call ends and a few seconds later a video call r

His strong, sculpted arms enveloped me, making me feel tiny in his grasp. I kept mixing the batter, trying to ignore the way his presence sent shivers through my body. “We have to make a traditional chocolate cake,” I explained, focusing on the task at hand, though my concentration was faltering fast. “It has to be really good, though, so I need to focus.”

"And throw it into the mixer..." At this point, I'm getting turned on, and I'm not sure if it's the milkshake or Tobias doing it, probably both. My curiosity is growing, and I NEED to know what they do with this milkshake to keep Tobias talking. I squirm in my seat, whispering, "Go on... don't make a girl suffer... tell me, tell me what else they do to the chocolate cake!" He chuckles. "They mix it with ice cream and milk until the cake becomes the milkshake. It has chunks and pieces of chocolate in it. It's basically diabetes served in a glass with a straw."