Whole Cake Sanji Novels & Stories

"Yes, this cake is called Tia Misu. It's very popular with young girls!" Although she was a little disappointed, she was still very happy in her heart. After all, it was also a small gain. "So that's how it is!" However, if he slowly tasted the cake, he could indeed feel a strong feeling of love from it. It was like a girl telling her love to her beloved man, very sweet. "I'm going to a friend's son's one-year-old party this weekend. You can go with me!" Christiano said as he cut the steak.

She tried to judge whether she could take the purple-eyed girl as a friend or not. “Is that true?” Nairne asked after thinking for a while, and Anwen nodded with a smile. “Yeah. Of course!” Narine’s face gleamed up. She took one slice of the cake and ate it in big bites. ‘Umm, this is… banana juice, and there’s coconut. I smell verum and follius too, very fragrant,’ she thought. She munched every bite delightly. When she managed to finish two slices of cake, Narine felt very full. She still wanted to eat, but her stomach would have no room to breathe if she ate again.

He was using his chopsticks to swing about as everyone sang. Of course, Tristan and Logan were the loudest, and by the time the song ended, Sosuke was bright red in the face with embarrassment. Tristan ordered him to blow out the candles, which Sosuke reluctantly obliged and blew all thirty candles out in two puffs. A big cheer went up, and the enormous cake was cut and shared around. Sakura felt a sort of glow within her as she watched everyone laughing and enjoying the cake she had baked only that morning. The word family—my family—kept echoing within her head. It was then Akira and Jane came around and ushered her to the kitchen to make some coffee.

they answered in unison. “Nine cakes?” “And it'll be really big so we'll have cake for a year,” Talia said. “Raspberry, lemon, vanilla. Double dark chocolate— "Ooh, and the spicy one we read about in the dragon book.” Kael quipped. “You want spicy cake?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. “Exactly!” Talia said excitedly. "Honey, cake should be sweet not spicy." “But it would be unique and cool." "Dangerous” Kael stood up and made a fighting stance.

Zenios’s sapphire eyes were shining brilliantly under the light of the candles. “Carlie! You’re finally here!” Zenios’s eyes lit up when he saw Charlotte. “I ordered this birthday cake to be custom-made, I know that you like the strawberry flavor the most, so I’ve asked the chef to specially add strawberry juice into the cream of this cake. I’ll cut you a piece.” He picked up the knife and fork and was about to cut the cake, but his wrist was grabbed by a tiny hand in the next second. He raised his eyebrows in dissatisfaction. “Miranda, what are you doing?”

Ecklis greeted them. "Aww, you look so cute. Did your noona buy that bonnet?" Seoul asked him as he wiped his cheek with her fingers since there were a few traces of cake, "Yup! My noona is the best!" He giggled and took another bite of his favorite cake, a Genoise cake, which is a layered cake with whipped cream and fresh berries. As for me, I prefer a Red Velvet Cake and a vanilla smoothie. Ah, heaven. "Guys, guys, guys, guess what happened earlier?" Haru started. And as fast as lightning, my head swished as if it was made of rubber and my eyes grew wide. Oh no you don't! Don't you dare tattle on me! Fight me, man!

Jess straightened her back, observing Kenzo's expression, which remained equally perplexed. "Can you even make cakes?" Jess nodded. "Cake? With all those decorations?" Kenzo needed to ask this for clarification. He had no idea Jess could make cakes. Sure, the snacks she made were always delicious and tasted great on Kenzo's palate, but cake? "Yeah," Jess said impatiently. "You don't believe me, do you?" Quickly, Kenzo shook his head. "Neither do I." The man was dumbfounded. "So why did you get cake orders? It's not possible if you didn't make them before."

"True. He's more of a dark chocolate, kind of guy." I tap my chin, studying the options. My stomach growls at the strawberry shortcake, but this isn't about me. This is about him. "What about that one?" I point at a sleek black-and-gold cake on display, chocolate ganache with gold leaf scattered across the top. Elegant, understated, a little dramatic. Basically, Luciano in dessert form. Samantha whistles. "Damn. That looks expensive." "Perfect." I grin. "We'll take it."

At that moment, she felt as though she had turned into a princess. Holding her, Justin cut the cake with her and gave her the piece in the middle. "Does it taste good?" "Yes, it's delicious." Lila held the fork in her hand, looking down. "Ms. Judd's desserts are renowned. I know that they're delicious." Justin said, "This cake is from Serena's patisserie, but I'm just someone she knows very well. It's… impossible between us, and I don't mean anything else by ordering a cake from her."

He stare at my lips and I pursed my lips in a disgusting face. Then I saw a painting of a girl that really looks like me. But why? Sebastian clears his throat and says, “Do you wonder why?” “Why?” We stare at each other eyes intensely and it feels like we are talking through our eyes. His grandmother put the baked cake on the table happily and says, “It’s a Manzana cake, you know why I call it Manzana? Because Manzana is an apple. I learn these skills from my mother. I hope you are going to like it. Come on taste, don’t be shy.” she gave me a fork and I smile at her warmly and take a slice of cake and moaned, “Hmm, taste so good.” I said honestly.