Umur Yeri Red Velvet Novels & Stories

"What?" "It's a red velvet cake. Not your favourite, I know. But it's still cake. Okeke's gone to SaveRite to pick up snacks and cool drinks. It's not much, but it's the best we could do without the school governing body getting a hernia, you know, for using school funds and all." Marybeth gaped at her, utterly puzzled by the last sixty seconds. "It's not my birthday. My birthday is in December." "I know that, Dummy!" Scarlett rolled her eyes. "It's for your bridal shower slash wedding celebration. Smith felt horrible for missing your nuptials—"

, she said gesturing at the chocolate cake slices in front of us. Gerald's hand slid onto my thighs caressing the inner thigh with enough force to send tremors through me. I bit down on my lip, focusing on the cakes she was presenting. “This is our red velvet with raspberry filling and plain buttercream and then last but not least this last flavour is our French vanilla cake with fresh strawberries”, she added gesturing to the other cakes as she set the forks down. “Someone’s wet, huh?”, he whispered as his finger tapped my clit lightly over the damp fabric. Just then her phone rang, she furrowed her brows, “Please give me a min. I need to take care of something”, she muttered.

We got the call from Nathan over lunch. We’re sitting with Chris, Esteban, our grandpup Lily, and our triplets, eating homemade pizza. Lily’s nearly a year old, so she’s not having pizza, but she is gumming the hell out of a crust.

“Okay, next is cake tasting. And let me just say first hand, just for the record, that I love, love, love the coffee and cognac flavors.” “Isn’t that what you had for your wedding?” Ella asked with a small frown on her forehead. “Exactly,” answered Damon. “It is simply the best.” “I would prefer red velvet though,” said Clarabelle, jumping into the conversation. “It is my favorite cake.” “Have you tried the coffee and cognac, though?” asked Damon. “Nope.” “Then you have not had your mind blown.” Damon laughed. “Trust me, you will dump red velvet and move in with coffee and cognac, girl.”

Something was about to happen but what. “I guess it is time, my King.” Mercy pulled him out of his thoughts. He gazed at her and she gave him a tight smile. "Tell me who started this stupid custom?" Vladimir mumbled in a bored tone as he looked at the females dressed in different shades of red at which he barely managed not to scowl at them. Red was known to be the most desired color for a Vampire. Exotic yet enchanting. But seeing all the women dressed in red probably in trying to appear somehow appealing to Vladimir, the color lost its charm.

I wasn't in the mood to get hooked up with someone in her bid to be Cupid's arrow . • "Let's bake her a red velvet cake with buttercream frosting, I've watched her eat them and can tell by heart just how much she loves them" Isabelle proudly said, as we walked through the cake items aisle of the supermarket. We have spent up to half an hour arguing over the flavour for the birthday cake as all our suggestions seem to disagree at some point. Their arguments were aggravating, what's worse is that they use the cake as an excuse to determine who was the closest to Melissa than the other.

I asked and he smiled shaking his head, all this while his eyes were fixed right on mine. "I came to get Velvet red mint cake!!" Caleb said, and I furrowed my brow at him, feeling my heart race as he mentioned that particular cake. Do they have the same favorites? Remi can leave in the middle of the night to get velvet mint cake and she can go as far as shedding tears if she doesn't get to eat it when she wants. She's obsessed with it "Mint cake...you eat it too," I stuttered, but Caleb shook his head

Rick's POV It was Amanda's birthday, I had always tried my best to make it fun in the past. These days we hardly talk, she does not want to see me anywhere around her. But then, I still wanted to be there for her today, maybe I could win her over again. Today being a special day in her life, she would not want to pick a fight. On my way to her, I stopped by a bakery. She loved red velvet and chocolate cakes. I got a box of each flavor for her. I was happy driving down to her.

"You guys are crazy!" Kath whispered to her friends, and the three of them laughed. "Can I start by offering you some Veuve Clicquot?" the pale, skinny, red-haired saleswoman struggled to say while Sebastian was instructing other girls. "What's your name again?" Harmony asked. "Mary Kelly," she repeated the information she had already provided when the customers entered the store, following instructions. "Very well, Mary, dear. I can see that you're doing your best!" Kath's friend forced a yellow smile. "But don't offer us Veuve Clicquot if we can only have a little," she criticized.

Ugh. "So, are you okay with a mixture of red velvet and chocolate cake for your wedding?" Mrs Smith asked. "Jessica seems to like that." "Yes." Justin swiftly replied, looking so out of place. It was more like his physical body was in the room, but his mind was in outer space. Also, he looked bored and he was not hiding it. "Okay… well, we are going with gold for the wedding theme color. What do you think?” “I really don’t care if the color is black.”