1 Guy 2 Spoons Novels & Stories

Ladies and gentlemen, dinner is served'' The head maid spoke and with a click on a glass everyone started to dig into their meals. Okay, so now I had one main problem. Which fucking cutlery am I going to use. As I stared down the table everything seemed blur. There were like a hundred and one different spoons, forks and something that looked like knives? This is more frustrating than Math formulas and calculus. Everyone seemed to ignore each other, even surprisingly Andrew had no problem using his. Well, he had some help from his girlfriend, Rae who sat by him.....Obviously.

The only pieces of furniture was a worn out, dirty looking settee with lots of holes in its foam and a small round table with two chairs few feet away from it. The kitchenette was at one side of the room. The only equipments were a stove, toaster and a coffee maker. She didn't hesitate to look towards the cutlery area. Spoons! There were only spoons, no forks, no knives. "Now I wouldn't want you playing around with dangerous objects would I?" Marcus said with a wicked smile as though reading her thoughts. He stepped close to her. "Now why don't you go over there and make us a nice sandwich, mm? I sure have missed your cooking," he whispered close to her ear and played with the ends of her ma

I smiled; I stood up, carried the two cups of drinks, and took them to the kitchen. “Out,” I ordered the kitchen staff; without any complaints, they bowed their heads and left the kitchen. I dropped the two cups on the kitchen table, brought out two silver spoons from the rack, and placed them into the two cups. I waited for some time before I brought the spoons out; just like I suspected, one of the spoons turned black while the other remained sliver. “That woman tried to poison the Lycan,” Both spoons fell from my hand when I heard Travis’s voice behind me.

I ached my brow at the woman, "okay I hope you are not planning on poisoning me with whatever you just ordered..." She placed her hand on her heart, "ouch and I thought we were getting along just fine..." I laughed lifting both my hands up.in surrender, "okay okay.. we good, we getting along..." The waiter arrived with our drinks and she looked at me, I smiled, "two spoons.." "Did you just say two spoons.. like one, two? Not four or six?" I gasped, "that's too much sugar Katherine.. don't drink that much of sugar.. it's not good for your health.."

On the day of my birthday party, everyone from the pack had turned up, the place loud and alive. Then, Glen arrived late, arm-in-arm with Fawn. Fawn’s lips were swollen and red, and Glen had a few suggestive marks on his neck. Their intimacy drew whistles and jeers from the crowd. “Our future Alpha sure is energetic,” someone called. Fawn gave a coy, practiced smile while Glen casually draped his arm around her shoulders. In my last life, I probably would’ve fainted on the spot. This time, I simply glanced at them, cool and measured, before returning to my friends and taking a small sip of water as if nothing had happened.

I handed him a spoon and stepped back, waiting for him to show me what he'd learned since our last session. The moment he held the spoon in his hands, I knew I was in for it. He gripped it like it was a weapon. His knuckles were white, posture stiff. Reed looked like he was preparing to fight the vegetables rather than cook them. “Reed.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “It's a spoon, not a sword. Relax your grip.” “Sorry.” He loosened his fingers slightly. “Like this?” “Better.” I pointed at the bowl of chopped tomatoes. “Now, stir the sauce. Gently. Like you're... I don't know, stirring a potion for a love spell.”

They are sitting in the dinning area and having breakfast, she is holding the spoon in her hand and her head and laid in her palm. Her face gas a blank expression and she keeps stabbing the good on the plate with the spoon. Jonas glances at him once in a while to see her acting in the same way and only picking tiny bits of the food in her mouth. He sighs and throws his spoon into the bowl of porridge in front of him. She moves up in fright and she realizes what actually scared her, she glares at him and he glares back at her and he says to her, his hands clenched and his face a little wrinkled,

She listened to the voice note first. “Emerald, I was able to find something which I think will work for what you are looking for. This spell can be done at any time of the moon phase but it must be performed at midnight, no sooner and no later.” Emerald was pleased to hear that there was no moon phase dependency as she wanted to do the spell as soon as possible. After listening to the voice note she read the spell. What once was one Now make it two Keep them separate Keep them true Let them not seek

THE SPICES sipped on his tongue as he eat the noodles. He went to the restaurant together with his two friends for their late dinner. They were the only customers during that time. The sound of their slurping could be heard clearly from the whole restaurant since it was quiet. It was accompanied by clanging utensils. Noah even gasped for air while fanning his mouth with his right hand. He couldn't handle the spiciness even though he chose the lowest level. Vivian on the other hand was eating carefully the regular noodles not to spill the soup on her shirt. She still made little noises no matter how hard she controlled it. Yric had no problem with his fiery noodles, he kept on biting the thin

Just one big spoon was included for everyone to take food from the large bowl. As expected, Lawrence was the first as the eldest of the house to scoop out his portion of oatmeal. After him is Denzel, followed by Michelle. I waited patiently for my turn. I know I will be the last to scoop our food. Michael took his turn and Roxana did hers. After Roxana dropped the spoon I reached out for it. Immediately, she hit my hand, “Drop the spoon, am not done”. Everyone looked at me. Their faces showed no remorse. I don’t need their pity. I know everyday I stay there is a minus.