Umur Yeri Red Velvet Novels & Stories

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.

Especially for Valeria. The bell above the door rings to signal her arrival as she enters the cafe. The strong coffee makes her feel right at home. "Val," Camilla exclaimed in relief as Valeria walked up to the counter. No one in the café was in a hurry, except for a few people serving customers. "What happened, Camilla?" Valeria asked. "There's an order for a three-layer red velvet cake and they'll pick it up at 5:00 at the latest," she said, a little worried.

I asked, looking at him with a puzzled look on my face. “No, I wanted it to be only the top shots, no lower class.” He replied, leaning close. “What?” Donald exclaimed in a confused tone. “You didn't mention any of these, besides we need enough boobs, asses and muscles at the party.” He said, winking at Nathaniel. “Or do you want it to be filled with just the old school top shots you want?” I asked, as I broke into a loud laughter while the rest joined me. “Happy birthday, Daniel and Nathaniel.” A pretty redhead said, as she passed us.

“Are you sure you’ll be able to pay for the dinner tonight or are you just trying to save face when you order all those items? Remember that this is Homeland Kitchen on Mayberry Commercial Street!” The girls who were close to Xavia were already worried at this time. “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing. Moreover, I have Yuri here with me. Since Yuri has said it’s okay, we should order some drinks too!” Gerald turned around before he asked the waitress, “By the way, how old is the red wine that you serve here?” “We have quite an extensive collection of red wines. The oldest red wine is from 1995 and it’s a bottle of luxury wine that costs one thousand and five hundred dollars.”

There were round chairs and tables in front and everywhere. Jason remained with my parents, though I could tell he was dying to go join Jamie and Helena on their table and I stayed to myself, greeting executives I recognized and talking business, while secretly looking through the occupied piece of land of over a hundred and fifty people who looked amazing, wealthy and radiating, for the only one face who Jamie was also searching for to hand him his cake. They had discovered he loved red velvet just as much as they do, so that was what I had packaged.

The others doesn't want to leave me alone but they don't have any choice. I just followed them so I can close the door. "Go home if you want to rest okay?" I just nod at Kaye before bidding our goodbyes. When they finally left the cafè I immediately fix fhe Ingredients that I will be needing. If I didn't do anything my brain might explode. I decided to make a red velvet cake that is one of our famous cake. It's a pink raspberry cake. Mostly this is what most of the couples brought in our cafè whenever they want to suprise their partners.

what's up. Raven; I'm baking right now, can I call you later. in a bit love Caleb; okay . I'll call you in a bit or I'll come over. Raven switches off her phone and continues baking. she is baking Vanilla cake and is still considering whether to add a red velvet as red velvet is her mums favourite. Raven bakes one more than and finally goes to watch awae. Raven is not a big fan of binge watching but she completely fell in love with awae. she remembers almost immediately that she has to text Jane . She quickly goes to her I*******m and sees a couple of messages from Jane009

Violet still has me in her heart! Today is Violet's birthday and two years since she left. Also, the day I would be launching my game, Red Field. Layla was dressed in a brown dinner dress that flowed around her, Malcolm right beside her. She looked extremely proud of herself and dropped tears when the game's cover photo was revealed. Mira and her little daughter were in the VIP seats, beaming happily and cheering. Even little Mara, Mira's daughter, who had no idea what was going on, clapped hard as Red Field officially launched.

“I’m not entirely sure. I mean, we tried some cakes the other day. What did you think?” “I loved the lemon personally,” Nan said with a shrug. Irene crinkled her nose. “Gross, you’re the only one who would want a lemon cake,” Irene murmured. “How about we keep that part simple and go for vanilla. We can’t go wrong with that?” “That’s so boring,” Nan groaned. “Besides, it’s Judy’s wedding. She should be the one to decide.” I shrugged. I was leaning more towards red velvet, but I want it to be something that Gavin enjoys, too, because this day is for him as well.”

"It’s a memory. One you were too young to keep, and one I was too broken to forget." ​I thought of the box in my pocket—the one I hadn't shown her yet. The one her mother had left behind. I could feel the sharp edge of it against my thigh. But the truth was a poison; if I gave her too much at once, it would kill the version of her I needed right now. ​"My mother loved velvet," she said, her eyes searching mine for a lie. "She had a dress... a deep red one. She wore it the night she—"