Roller Coaster Cake Topper Novels & Stories

"I would like to thank you for participating in our annual party today. As a reward, your Luna prepared the biggest cake of the centuries that can accommodate you all. And I import branded liquor from the capitol. Let's enjoy the party and get wasted." The wolves howled in unison in happiness and praise. Then, the big thick curtain opened, revealing the three layered cake with a height of 5,100 m. It is the biggest cake that they have seen, which makes the crowd howl in amazement. It is coated with chocolate bits, fudge, and syrup. "Maia!" The Alpha's daughter looked and turned around to see her best friend wearing an unbuttoned floral polo and board shorts. She walked towards him and hit hi

replied Frost. He had this idea in mind, but he knew how important the meatballs were to Bianca. "Of course, after all, Grandpa is my biggest client ever!" Bianca mischievously smiled. Frost knew she was comforting herself, and he was touched, but his face remained calm as he picked up a small cake and placed it in front of Bianca. This small cake that three people could finish. The cake was made with Italian tapioca, and topped with Irish cream and mandarin orange zest. The orange zest looked like crystal clear caviar grains, but it tasted like honeydew.

Hope he can see them one more time. Arriving at the kitchen, he saw a triple-tiered cake with ‘Happy Birthday Quinlynn!’ written on it. The cake was made out of different flavours. The first layer was chocolate, the second tiered was vanilla flavoured and the third was red velvet. The huge triple-tiered cake was covered in a white icing decorated with elaborated red roses around the cake and it was towering on his small figure. He praised the chef for his hard work as he went to his room to prepare Quinlynn’s present.

The shopkeeper was delighted. “Please come in.” The youngster came to the work desk and saw the white cheese, cake, and other ingredients on the table. He was startled for a short while, but he rolled up his sleeves and started working right away. He started making a three-layered cake. The bottom layer was a square cake, the middle was a round cake, and the top was a sunflower-shaped cake. The shopkeeper looked at him curiously and started chatting with him. “Hey there, your cake is in a unique shape, huh?”

She had always wanted to go to a magical place and this was almost that. There were peppy numbers after that and the whole dance floor changed into a colorful party all of a sudden. Anya didn't stay for those and excused her way out of the crowd. She could feel her heart thump inside as she finally found a seat. Ronan was still dancing and having fun but she didn't look his way. She knew something was happening to her and for some reason she liked it. An hour later was the cake cutting ceremony. The cake was 4 feet tall and made of six tiers. Each tier was made of different shade of green with beautiful flowers of various exotic colours. There was a picture of Lizzy and Dan laughing together

"Holly! The cake is ready. Better come and decorate it!" Her mother called her out. "I'm coming Mum. Give me a moment Ryder." Holly said and Ryder released her from his grip. The kitchen was teeming with activity and heavenly smells. Holly started decorating her Italian cream cake. It was made with coconut and pecans with a creamy filling of coconut cream. Holly decorated the moist buttermilk cake with a white buttercream filling, toppled it with raspberries and decorated the sides with coconut shavings, pecans and bits of decadent dark chocolates.

Lockwood, would herself be their guide for their cake-tasting. After that, the rest of a couple of hours was spent leisurely as they both succeeded in pretending to the other that they had put the recent reminder out of their heads. Iris had never eaten so much cake as she did at that time. The taste of the varieties of wedding cakes that they tasted were each better than the ones they had before. With a sugary cake flavor that would last them a century, Dom and Iris decided on a small pink champagne cake with strawberry filling and icing and a custom-made dragon and werewolf couple as a cake topper. They left the bakery.

The cake came out and I gasped out loud, my hand over my mouth, shocked beyond imagination. The cake was probably six feet tall, and I was staring up at it. It was gorgeous, having the theme of a prince charming, I guess. There was a crown, a castle-like drawing and animals. It was definitely not what I had ordered. Once again Hendrix had gone over and above for us. We all gasped and the children jumped around excitedly. There was more than enough for everyone.

And lastly, the highlight. "Jacob! Jacob, time to blow the candle, " I called out as I light up the simple 3 tier chocolate cake designed with a batman theme, bursting with chocolate decorations. "Ma!" Jacob jumps on my back as he hugs me from behind. I pull him close and sat him on top of the table.

“You knew I’d be the one to apologize, didn’t you?” I smirked, brushing my shoulder against his. “Of course. You can’t stay mad at me for more than five minutes.” His eyes gleamed. “You make it impossible to stay mad.” Before I could reply, the MC announced, “And now, it’s time for the traditional cutting of the cake!” The crowd shifted, parting as though the room itself bowed to the towering cake that waited. Four tiers of white and gold, delicate swirls curling like spun silk, tiny wolf motifs chasing each other around the sides. At the very top, two intertwined wolves gleamed under the soft lights.