Bite-Sized Magic (Bliss Bakery Trilogy)
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This third book in Kathryn Littlewood's acclaimed Bliss trilogy mixes the down-home heart punch of Ingrid Law's Newbery Honor Book, Savvy, the always-on-the-edge-of-chaos comedy of Cheaper by the Dozen, and a humorous magic all its own to create a thoroughly original confection, a delicious guilty pleasure for readers of all ages.
Rose won back her family's magical Cookery Booke in an international baking competition in A Dash of Magic, the second novel in the series. Rose is now world famous—so famous, in fact, that Mr. Butter, head of the Mostess Corporation, has kidnapped her so that she can develop new-and-improved magical recipes for his company's snack cakes. With the magically enhanced Dinkies and Moony Pies, Mr. Butter plans to take over the world.
Together with her brothers, their talking cat and mouse, and an unlikely team of bakers, Rose must overthrow Mr. Butter before he destroys civilization, one magically evil snack cake at a time.
consumer product that’s like food.” “To say nothing of the fact that they kidnapped us,” Gus reminded her. “I don’t want to fix their stupid FLCPs,” Rose said. “We need to escape. Maybe if we find the button for that elevator, we could get down to the ground floor.” “And then what?” said Gus. “I suppose you intend to climb that barbed-wire fence in the distance?” Rose fell silent as the cat opened his eyes and resumed cleaning his back. “Would you mind turning on that lamp, Rose? I can’t see
from him and read it out loud. “By Order of the American Bureau of Business and Congressional Act HC 213, this Place of Business is CLOSED FOR BUSINESS immediately.” “Can they do that?” Sage asked. “Don’t they have to talk with us first?” “We only just hit the big-time!” Ty said, exasperated. “Katy Perry wants cake!” Purdy furrowed her brow and read further. “The American Big Bakery Discrimination Act states that bakeries employing fewer than a thousand people must cease and desist operation.
Butter and the International Society of the Rolling Pin to enslave the world through the power of sweets. “It’s all because of Lily,” Rose said at the end, taking the gray booklet from within her coat. “She used the Apocrypha to perfect the recipes.” “So she came here after Paris?” Sage asked. “Is she here now?” “No, she was here before Paris. She hid the Apocrypha here and never came back for it after she lost the Booke in the Gala. Too ashamed, I guess.” “I’m very disappointed in Tía Lily,”
the bakers’ group hug and throwing her arms up in the air. “I do!” Felanie followed after her sister, clutching the top of her head. “So do I!” Rose looked back and forth between the twin bakers, then raised her eyebrows. “Are you both wearing . . . wigs?” “No,” said Felanie. Then, softly, “Just Melanie.” “We’re not actually identical twins,” said Melanie, her lower lip trembling. “We’re fraternal. But we like being exactly the same, so . . .” She turned so they could all admire her
apology to everyone in America for even thinking of hurting them!” Mr. Kerr knelt next to his boss and shook Mr. Butter hard by the shoulders. “Jameson Butter! Snap out of it! What the heck is wrong with you? Are you dying?” “I am dying of joy! Of . . . love!” Mr. Butter shouted. “Have a King Thing!” Mr. Butter handed Mr. Kerr one of the chocolate logs. “I’m not hungry,” said Mr. Kerr. “You must have it!” Mr. Butter cried, and he stuffed the whole thing into Mr. Kerr’s mouth. “Watch,” Marge