Regular Show Chocolate Cake Novels & Stories

Isis said as she served him the Triple Chocolate Moist Cake that she had just taken out of the ramekin. Xanthe just smiled and served one to Isis. "Taste it and see if it's good." Her boyfriend immediately tasted it. The moment he sliced a small fork-full of cake, the soft chocolate in the center gushed out, making Isis gulp. "Fuck! It's chocolate!" He was like a kid, quickly eating the chocolate in the middle of the cake, closing his eyes like he was savoring the taste. "Fuck! It's so good. I need more!"

He was sad at the end of his statement. I didn't want to interrupt them, as it was not my place and thankfully Lil called me and I excused myself for a moment. On purpose I stayed outside. After 5 minutes I went inside and it seemed that they were waiting for me. After that we headed for home, Austin dropped me off then went for their own home. I and Mimi started preparing for dinner tonight. I went all out on Italian cuisine for desert I prepared chocolate special vanilla forest cake, which was basically comprised of 3 layer cake in rectangular form with all layers in made up of vanilla essence with the bottom layer with whipped cream center caramel crunch ice-cream and the top layer with w

“Then we can talk decoration.” I placed the lily in my lap before the first cake was pushed toward me. Pistor explained that it was a rich chocolate cake, with a matching chocolate frosting. The chocolate, of course, came from the best source in the world and would be a symbol of wealth. But the cake was heavy, too much for me, and I politely declined it. The next was a vanilla base with strawberry cream and mousse—fresh and delicious, but not something that struck me as a birthday cake. I did ask Pistor to make it another day so Nicolais and I could enjoy it in the garden.

I'll just wait a few minutes while listening to my favorite pop rock music and see if this stirs anything up in that betrayer's heart. Just as a song was playing and hadn't finished yet, a call came to my phone. Yup, my bait was taken by my target - none other than Chandra. I quickly answered the call. " yes." I greeted with an artificially sweet tone. "Whose cake did you put up in your status just now?" he asked. Just as I suspected, all of my assumptions were correct. "The multi-tiered white cake with pink flower decorations and the figurine of the couple on top, right?" I intentionally described the cake I had made in detail.

, she said placing two bottles of water in front of us and hurried to the kitchen. “You avoided me for two weeks, hm? I know how many times you must have dreamt about my fingers fucking you senseless”, he whispered, leaning on close. God, he was right but no, not anymore. I closed my eyes ignoring how my clit twitched as the memories flooded my mind. “No, I–”. The baker walked back in with six plates. Two of each flavor, she placed three in front of me and the other in front of Gerald. “This is our signature bolo gelado chocolate cake with dark chocolate shavings”, she said gesturing at the chocolate cake slices in front of us.

“Told you. Hidden gem. No paparazzi, no gluten guilt.” We were barely seated before the owner, a cheerful woman with curly grey hair and frosting smudged on her apron, brought out four little sample plates: red velvet, chocolate truffle, strawberry swirl, and vanilla bean with raspberry center. “Okay,” Lucas said, grabbing a fork with childlike glee, “no judgment if I make inappropriate noises while eating.” I laughed. “As long as you don’t cry over cake, we’re good.” Red velvet was first. Moist, creamy, not too sweet. Then the chocolate truffle—so rich it should’ve come with a warning. Lucas groaned dramatically.

Placing the cakes to the table, her fingers intertwined behind her. “Here’s what i’ve been working on for next week” There was a crack in her voice before she cleared her throat. “There’s the Mint Chocolate, the Hazelnut Almond cake which is quite exquisite although tasty not so much. Less sugar because your mother—“ “She loves sugar” He interrupted flatly and Isa hummed.

“Just very basic. Plain, if you will.” The server came back with the cake. It was a seven layer chocolate cake with chocolate frosting between each layer. Chocolate chips along the side and a scoop of vanilla ice cream to the side. She took our pasta back, and the cake was placed in the middle between us. We each took a fork and dug in. It was the most moist cake I’ve ever eaten. I made the mistake of letting a moan escape again. “Strike two, Amore.”

“Eww...” “What?” Bella asks him, chuckling. “I don't like coffee. It tastes bad.” Chad is clearly doubting her baking skills at the moment if the looks that he is giving her are anything to go by. “True, it can. But not when it is dumped into a big bowl of sugar and chocolate, right? You add a few extra chocolate chips for good measure and you have an amazing cake. Then add a light chocolate buttercream between the layers and then put a chocolate ganache on top. It is so rich and chocolatey. It is amazing.”

"Not funny, Cupcake, but memorable. This will be a new moment that I will store in my memory. At least, I learned how deep your love for me and how much you hate to break up with me." "I will get you back for this." "Alright, I deserve that anyway. Can we resume our unsettle issue for now? You haven't answered my question." I reminded her, showing her the cupcake with a diamond ring in the middle of the topping. "No, if you want me to answer that question, you need to re-do that part again." I hollered laughter at her action but judging from her facial expression, I was aware that was not a joke. "Do you think this is a movie that we can re-shoot for the scene again, Cupcake?" I looked at he