Strawberry Shortcake Berry Novels & Stories

Sera defended herself. "Tch." Soon, Sera's name was called at the counter indicating that her orders are finally ready. She stands up again and gets the tray of food at the counter. Just like what Sera had said earlier, she ordered a cup of cold coffee and a slice of matcha cake for Benette since it is his favorite dessert flavor. As for her, she ordered a cold mocha drink and a slice of strawberry cake.

“Anything on Were-Human, or Vampyre-Human relationships?” “She’d grown up as the Collateral’s baby companion. She wasn’t touching that shit with a ten-foot pole.” “Smart.” He stands, goes to the no-blood fridge. His broad shoulders shrink the kitchen as he gathers a few items that he carries back to the table. A jar of peanut butter that has my most nefarious interests perk up. Sliced bread. Some kind of berry jelly that just stumps me. Anna loved berries, and I tried memorizing their names, but they’re so counterintuitive. Blueberries? Not blue. Blackberries? Not black. Strawberries? Straw free. Raspberries? Do not rasp, or make any noise at all. I could go on.

I said looking at a rack of bikinis "Come on it'll be fun I'll go with you" "How would it be fun" I asked while picking up a pink two strappy bikini "That would look super cute on you but it would be fun because we would be like Sherlock Holmes uncovering a mystery oh no we would be like the scooby doo gang" I laughed at her shaking my head "okay fine but let's pick out a bathing suit first then maybe stop by the food court for pizza or something" "It's a plan" Roxy said bouncing up and down on her heels

The next three days were spent with Doug prepping vegetables and me making desserts that could be refrigerated, preparing dinner roll dough, freezing it, and cooking meals for the pack. Today is the day before the ball and I was able to really start my cooking and baking. I had asked Luna if she wanted me to precook the roasts or the dinner rolls, but she answered, “Neither.” So, I am going to concentrate on desserts today, so I already have my cakes in the ovens, I have already made the hot-hot and put it in a giant bowl. I covered it and put it in the spare refrigerator, then I started washing strawberries and slicing them I set aside enough for a strawberry pie. I put them in a bowl and p

“Which one will you use, Honey?” “Aiden, which one do you like? Strawberry or blueberry?” Deborah asked. At first, I wanted to tell her I didn’t care which one she would use, but that would be rude. Sighing, I answered, “Strawberry.” She squealed briefly, smiling as she took the strawberry can from Xavier. “That saves me. Brent loves strawberries.”

“Well, since you’re such a world-class scholar and a sweet sweet boy, I brought you a little something.” I pulled the bag of strawberries from my satchel. “Fresh from the farm. Extra sweet, just like you.” Noah's eyes went wide. “Strawberries! Thank you Sophie!” “You're welcome buddy.” “Can we make the cake, Uncle Andy? The one with the cream?” “Strawberry shortcake,” Andrew supplied, he looked at me, then back to the boy. “Go take those to Mrs Henley, Noah. Tell her it’s a priority mission. We'll have it for dessert.”

CHAPTER 6.1 She gets on my motorbike as she sits behind me before I speed off to a nearby cafe which also serves some really fresh fruit bowls and really great fruit shakes freshly picked from their fruit garden located on the back of their shop. I parked my motorbike as I entered the cafe called OFF SHORE with Merry walking next to me. We sat on a table for two and ordered fruit bowls and cold fruit shakes. She ordered Berry Bowl which was mostly composed of different kind of berries and a few legume under the strawberry flavor yogurt with a chocolate and banana fruit shake while I ordered Super Bowl which mostly composed of different kinds of fruits with yogurt in it and my favourite mango

"Strawberry cake." "Okay." Nash snapped his fingers and pulled out a strawberry cake from the cabinet.

"I hope you like gooseberry jam, Mr Green. I have strawberry as well. That's more traditional with scones, isn't it. Let me get you some strawberry." She starts struggling up to her walking frame, but I lay my hand on her shoulder. "That's really not necessary, Mrs Polevski. I'm very partial to gooseberry jam. Thank you." I slice a scone in half, lightly crusted on the outside and breathing fragrant warmth from the inside. Slathering it with enough cream to support a respectable dairy industry and jam that smells of springtime and warm meadows, I bite in. Wonderful... "So how are you, Mrs Polevski? Is everything alright with the property?"

I shrugged. Ruby passed me the metal corkscrew from the draw. “White, please.” “Cool, never seen one like this before.” I admired the Mickey Mouse ears at the top. It had a cutout section to open beer bottles. I thought it was quirky. Ruby opened a top cupboard and took something out. It was a round metal tin that had pictures of cupcakes on it. She removed the lid and held it out. “Well, if you want a snack while we wait for dinner to cook, I’ve baked some strawberry shortbread. It’s about all I know how to make. Do you want some?” Ruby offered.