Open Book Cake Novels & Stories

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.

Larisa asked. "You can wire it to me," he said. "Good," she uttered with relief. They prepared for many days. The entire Clyborne helped her with everything she needed to open her cake shop. She got all their support and they were even promoting her cakes online to inform all the people that she will open her own cake shop. "So, what's on your menu?" Gabe's mother asked. They are also here to check her shop before she proceeds with the opening. "Cakes, cupcakes, and some desserts like donuts. I also put some drinks like coffee, milktea, and some common drinks that will perfectly match with all my desserts." She explained while she was reading everything on the menu.

Not fine, amazing! I don't know what's wrong, she isn't even letting me in. I hope whatever is bothering her stops soon or else I'm not going to ignore again! "Em!" I hear Damien just behind me. I turn around and spat, "What is it?" He extends a paper in my direction, I look at him before taking it. I unscroll it and am welcomed with such a beautiful cake design. It is a sketch of a seven layered cake, alternating layers are covered in black coloured flowers.

It was the perfect time to give him my gift together with his parents. “Wow.” They all said as soon as they saw the cake I took out from the fridge. “It’s a Japanese strawberry sponge cake.” The cake was common in Japan and I’m confident that they’ll love it. And they did. “Wow, Rin. This looks so delicious.” Caleb commented before engulfing me with a bear hug. “You gotta teach me how to make this.” Korin said in awe. “You do need to learn this.” Cirrus second it. He was licking his lips as he eyed the cake. “Let’s cut it.”

“I will be right back.” In the kitchen, I sliced two chunks of the still-warm cinnamon cake I found cooling on the counter and set them on a tray along with two fresh glasses ofblemonade. Back outside, I handed one of the plates to Hope and placed herblemonade on the table beside her lounge chair before taking the seat by hers. “This is Alba’s signature cake.” Not bothering with the fork, I picked up the fat chunk I’d sliced for myself and bit into it. “God, it’s delicious.”

She was actually deeased for her body type because she was wearing a silver grey wind breaker . She was also intuitive in a way because when I arrived at Alex's house with the muffins. She had put in a slice of chocolate ganache cake and a lemon cream cheese vanilla sponge cake. When Alex asked me; how I managed to get the muffins and cake at an ungodly hour, I told him that the owner was closing but she reopened the shop just for me .

“Only as much as you deserve.” I padded barefoot into the kitchen, tying my apron as I went. I didn’t shower first, this would take a while and I needed to do it now that I still had the energy. Alfred had already laid out the necessary ingredients—flour, sugar, butter, eggs. I glanced at the order sheet again: a three-tier chocolate cake for a 10-year-old named Olivia. Her mom wanted butterflies and gold dust, I had told her I’d make it myself, and I was determined to make it magical.

Tony said gruffly, then winked down at Gemma. “Please, guys. I just ate one of Mom’s cinnamon rolls,” Kyle groaned. “I bet you ate the middle one too, didn’t you?” Gemma teased. “Don’t worry, she made a whole cake pan.” “Good. The middle ones are my favorite ones.” “Too bad Dad ate the other one,” Kyle replied. Gemma let out an exaggerated groan and pretended to faint. “But I need that one," she whined. "It has the most frosting, and they’re never as done as the ones on the outside,”

She nodded. Xander and Kai cut the cake for us and placed them on saucers for everyone. We took the cake over to the tables and sat down. Rachel’s eyes went wide when she tasted it. Ezra mentioned that Rachel’s favorite cake was Southern Hazelnut Praline. I never even knew that it existed, but I wanted to provide her favorite cake for tonight. Everyone took a bite, and I heard a chorus of groans around the room. That even included Papa and Leonidas as well.

The air was filled with the sweet aroma of freshly baked cakes, each one carefully crafted to tantalize our taste buds. With a sigh of defeat, I checked the variety of samples which the waitress placed on our table. The task was not only to identify the ingredients, but also to match the cake name with the right exemplar. And Lord, there were all sorts of weird names - Blazing Storm, Hot Temptation, Lonely Pearl, Forbidden Bite, Key to Joy and so on. I always found events like this nerve-wrecking. Nevertheless, I surrendered and took the first sample, which looked like a brownie with a light green filling.