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Today, I would refuse to give her the satisfaction of knowing she had gotten to me. Instead, I plastered on my brightest smile and called out to the crowd, “Who wants to have some cake?” The rest of the party flowed more smoothly after that. The cake—gender confusion aside—was delicious, the buttercream frosting just the right amount of sweet and the pink strawberries between the layers adding an unexpected texture, and our guests seemed to have a wonderful time. The donations table for the Shelter Project continued to grow, and I caught glimpses of several wealthy nobles writing substantial checks throughout the afternoon.

Chapter 19 After the finishing touches, Jayda stared at her just-concluded creation. The two tiers red velvet cake had red crumbs around and layered with dripping like cheese butter frosting coupled with an animated picture of Moana in the middle. It's a couple of minutes past two and she is more than happy to have finished the job on time.

Dan said, smiling. "Strawberry cheesecake?" Cassandra gasped with her eyes twinkling in joy. "Yes, we make your favorite."Aunty Amara said, smiling. I chuckled when Cassandra clapped her hand, then stood up, grinning like a kid. "Sir Alexander asked me to bake your favorite cake," Dan said. Cassandran eyes instantly on me, and she is smiling brightly. The girl I saw, who looked like she was carrying the whole world on her shoulder before, is now free from all the burden she was carrying. I'm so happy to see this side of her, carefree and full of happiness.

she says seriously. “I like how you think,” I grin. We walk down the hall and into the kitchen, only to see Carey with his finger buried in my cake. It’s a stunning five-tiered cake with white fondant and painted gold around the edges with white edible flowers with gold edges swooping around the cake from top to bottom. It’s a very special cake, it’s actually lemon meringue on the inside, but you won’t know that until you cut through the fondant. It looks amazing, or at least it did until some stupid Delta stuck his finger in it. I storm over, reach up and grab him by the ear pinching and twisting it causing him to drop to his knees and howl in pain.

she announced cheerfully. Annie peered at the slice suspiciously. “Where are the sprinkles? Dad always puts sprinkles on chocolate cake.” Barbara’s smile faltered slightly. “I didn’t know you wanted sprinkles, sweetheart.” “And chocolate sauce,” Annie added, her face screwed up in disappointment. “It’s not proper chocolate cake without lots of sauce.” “I can certainly get you some,” Barbara offered. “Samuel, would you like more strawberry cake? I made it specially, remembering how much you love strawberries.”

"But this is a special cake made with special magic from the realm of Sharra." "What?" I went to stick a finger in the frosting, but he held it out of my way. "Not until I sing and you blow out the candles." He walked by, sitting on my bed and placed the cake in the center. "You're going to sing to me?" I couldn't help but remember my actual birthday. Troy and I had spent a long time kissing, and kissing some more. It'd been one of the best days of my life. I couldn't have asked for a better present and had told him as much. So, the fact that he went to Sharra and had the cooks there prepare a special blood-flavored cake (so not gross for a vampire like me) was amazing. Troy really was speci

Such a selfish maniac. As I reached the kitchen, checking the fridge if there was something for me to fill up my beloved stomach. And I found a cake. I was baffled by the pink cake, sitting in the center without a box to cover it, surrounded by milk and fruits. A pink cake which I believe a strawberry flavor with cherry and shredded chocolate on top as a design to make the cake more attractive to eat. It has a number 3 and happy birthday Celine, standing still on top of the cake.

It's practically a piece of fabric held up by pins and string, but with the concept drawing beside it, it's potential is obvious and striking. Eva covers her mouth as she stares with stars in her eyes, Helly's eyes drape up and down it and she shakes her head with a big smile, Daisy, expectedly, bursts into tears and blubbers about how beautiful I'll look. Ten to eleven, I'm sitting in a meeting with Kevin. Eleven to twelve, I'm buzzing around the office, and twelve to one, I'm visiting a cake tasting event with Kevin and our wedding planner. "Thankyou, Jeremy.", The woman says to a waiter as he places the third cake in front of Kevin and I, "So,", she starts, clapping her hands together, "T

Scott and Rayan had pride of place as the couple of the hour, and while everyone was eating and making toasts Rayan was more than grateful to rest in his chair for a while and have food brought to him. It goes without saying that the cake was the main event for all the children present. The biggest thing on the refreshments table, Scott’s father had gone all out. Three tiers with a small fountain in the middle, it was a variation on Scott’s favorite, custard cake, with a jelly layer modified from Rayan’s grandmother’s ma’amoul cookie filling recipe. It had taken a lot of experimentation to get the balance right, not that Scott and Rayan had been permitted to taste it yet. There were even cus

Mrs. Williams clapped her hands to get everyone’s attention. “Alright, everyone! The moment we’ve all been waiting for… the grand cake reveal!” Her smile was bright, professional, but excitement danced in her eyes. Guests leaned in, cameras flashing. “Drumroll, please!” she called. Katherina’s hands trembled slightly as she stood by the cake. She tried to steady her breath, but her heart was hammering. With a flourish, Mrs. Williams lifted the knife and sliced through the cake. As the first piece was pulled away, the inside color became visible: pink and purple.