The New Topping Novels & Stories

Jade, never listens. Then the Mc announced it was time for the cutting of the cake as the crowd made way for the entry of the gigantic cake when the cutting was done, Adams and Topaz fed each other and he kissed her again and at the same time lights went off and suddenly, there were fireworks outside and the crowd went ' Aw'. Topaz was so confused because she didn't plan this part of the wedding and she looked at Adams and said " Did you plan this?"

Kristopher found it cute. "Okay! drop your pout or i won't get you coffee ice cream" he said pulling over "i can buy my own. This ain't no movie where the male would bride the female lead with her favorite treats" Jude replied still refusing to drop the pout "This ain't no movie. this is novel and i am talking about the toppers coffee ice cream made with soy milk. I would get you 5 full tubs of it" Jude struggled to keep her pout as the offer was too good

As he started gathering the ingredients, Liam couldn't help but ask, "But dad, what topping do you want on your pizza?" Brandon smiled and replied, "I'm thinking of a classic Margherita with fresh basil and mozzarella." Liam nodded eagerly, already imagining the delicious combination of flavors. "Can I have some too?" he asked. Brandon chuckled again to share. "Of course, Liam!"

Cornell's on his suit. My eyes widened as he came closer to me. He held my shoulders, it was almost like he was going to kiss me. "you have a meeting now with the boss, she has already arrived. You don't want to get fired." What was he going to give me? A kiss? No no. It must be something else. where" "what?" "are you not James Cornell?" I asked. "no, I'm Frederick Cornell," he replied. I wasted my time for nothing?!

Katherine inhaled deeply, eyes practically sparkling. “This,” she said reverently, “is the holy grail.” Sebastian looked vaguely alarmed by the sheer number of toppings, sizes, and combo options displayed above them. “Why are there sixteen types of popcorn?” “Because freedom,” Katherine declared. “Okay, I want extra butter with caramel drizzle.” Sebastian frowned. “That’s… two conflicting flavor profiles.” “You’re a conflicting flavor profile,” she snapped back, grinning. “What are you getting? Plain?” He hesitated. “Truffle sea salt.”

He selected an option on his phone and saw her pause, drawing in a deep breath. “I am liking this,” he said, his tone dark. “What do you like?” Shadow asked as he returned, pulling his t-shirt on over his head. “Vixen has given me a rather interesting remote control,” Raven showed him. Shadow’s grin was expansive. “Oh, yay.” “Just remember, no topping from the bottom,” she cautioned them. “It is a privilege because you have been good.” “What does that mean?” Raven wondered. “Topping from the bottom?”

—she produces a plate from behind her back—“Cirocco said this was your favorite.” A thick slice of gingery cake oozes toffee filling onto the dish. One whiskey-soaked cherry sits beside it, still smeared with frosting that promises she stole it off another slice to ensure I had one. “I can’t believe they made it.” I reach for the plate slowly. “He’s right, but this is only supposed to be for the turn of the new year.” She shrugs and sits on the opposite side of the windowsill from me. “Kaloni said this was the beginning of a whole new period for Lightning Cape, so it only made sense.”

“I’ve had it before and didn’t think it was that bad.” Rome squeaks like my comment affronts her and then reaches out to cover my mouth. “Shh, my sweet sister. Don’t speak such evils. I want to love you, but you’re making it hard when you agree with Joffrey on Hawaiian pizza.” Monty chuckles and slings an arm over my shoulder, drawing me away from my sister, who continues to go back and forth about the art of pizza toppings and how fruit does not belong on pizza. Wait until Joffrey tells her that tomatoes are technically a fruit and not a vegetable.

She knew him and his routine, this was one of them. “I gave her pudding, so no worries. I will go back down in no time before she realizes it.” He cockily replied to her. She could only shake her head and look at what he brought for her today. “Strawberry? But you don’t really like it. Did yours a marmalade one?” She narrowed her eyes at him. “No, we run out of other toppings.”

There’s powdered sugar on top like fresh snow. “These aren’t in the case,” she says, placing them gently on the counter in front of Theo. “They’re from my special menu.” Theo’s eyes nearly pop out of his head. “Special like… secret?” She nods. “Very exclusive. Kiddie-tested, adult-approved.” “What kind are they?” She taps each one. “Blueberry lemon zest. Banana-chocolate chip. Strawberry shortcake.” “I want all of them,” he whispers. “Start with one, buddy,” I say, though I can’t help smiling.