Acotar Spicy Quotes Novels & Stories

"I'm such a big fan of your action movies,you are so cool! When my sister told me she was engaged to you,I didn't believe it until your grandma visited and now you are here too!" Jace smiled, his eyes crinkling at the corners. Antonio looked at Jace with a mixture of confusion and annoyance. He wasn't interested in making small talk. "Uh whatever," he said, his tone dismissive. Jace's smile faltered, but he pressed on. "I'm your biggest fan!" he said, his voice full of enthusiasm. "I love your movies! I know all your iconic quotes by heart! You inspire me”. Antonio still didn't know what to make of this kid, and he was getting more and more irritated by the second.

“It’s delicious. Very sweet.” “Huh?” Charmine was baffled for a second before she cried out in shock, “Sweet?” She did not add sugar. Why was it sweet? She quickly picked out one to taste. It was spicy! She looked at him blankly. “It’s spicy!” Anthony looked at her lovingly. “My heart is sweet.” Charmine was speechless.

I wink at him, and I’m rewarded with a smile. “Hot and spicy, huh?” Lucas' brows go up and down in a frenzied wave. “Hot and spicy…” I lean into him seductively, trailing a finger up his thigh, slowly making him shift to adjust his growing erection. “Tesoro, you’re playing with fire.” I spring back quickly before he’s able to snatch up my hand. “Indian. God, some Indian lamb karahi and roti could go down nicely with some wine.” I bat my eyes innocently, testing the boundaries, and Luca simply shakes his head and laughs.

Ace is acting like the cat that got the cream since he and Zara mated – multiple times. “Hey! Do not call me a cat, that’s racist!” He shouts indignantly. “Calm down, Cujo, it was just an expression,” I say rolling my eyes. He gasps, “Now you’re calling me a rabid dog, the insults just keep coming.”

“Don’t be so stubborn. If you can’t eat it, just stop.” Adriana didn’t take the water. How could she cry freely if she drank it? “You don’t understand. Spicy is the most satisfying flavor. Sometimes people need to eat something extremely hot—just to burn the toxins out of their bodies.” She ate several more bites in a row, her mouth numb from the heat, her eyes red and swollen. Calvin sighed. “I think you’re just asking for trouble!” Yes, she wasn’t just being reckless. She had been doing this for years… had any of those times been worse than this?

"Not competing just... sorry for being a dick last night. Heavens, take her pain and give it to me, my love, for I cannot bear to see you suffer." I froze, pulling back to stare at him. "What? Heavens what? Did you just quote a soap opera?" He grinned sheepish, ears red now. "Yeah, watched some clips online thought it sounded romantic, like those dramatic guys on TV. 'My darling, your tears are daggers to my soul let me mend your broken heart with my eternal devotion.'" I cracked up so hard I snorted, falling back on the towel, him hovering over me laughing too. "Oh God, stop you sound like a bad actor! 'Eternal devotion'? Who talks like that?"

“There is a stain of broth on your lips.” “Oh! It’s good, but spicy.” I waved my hand to my face to cool it and blew my breath because my tongue felt burned. He chuckled. “You know it’s spicy. So why ordered it?” “Because it’s delicious. If it weren’t spicy, it would be less tasty.” “Your expression is cute. If only I took your pic, it would be lovely to print and place on my desk,” he said, laughing loudly. “Don’t you dare!” I took another piece of tissue to wipe the sweat flowing from my forehead. Then I waved my hand again to cool myself from the spicy broth I swallowed.

“Spicy as fuck.” “Language, Richie. There are children present,” Dane mutters. I laugh. “It’s fine, I slip up sometimes too,” I say. Richie rolls his eyes. “It’s spicy as heck,” he drawls, enunciating the words to embellish them with sarcasm. I shake my head. These men are something else.

— If you want. — I want. She lifts her head, looks at me. — Will you miss me? — Yes. — Me too. — That's stupid. — What? — We haven't spent 24 hours together and already I can't stand the idea of leaving you. She smiles, that smile that kills me. — It's not stupid. It's us. — It's us, I repeat. — And it's terrifying. — Why do you say that? — Because if I feel this after one day, what will it be like after a month? A year?

It made my heart easy somehow. “How about you, Miss Veronica? How's your memory of when you were a child?” “It's a beautiful one. A beautiful memory that ended tragically,” I said. “Anton, stop asking her about that. You better take the pizza out of the kitchen.” “It's alright. I moved on.” “Sir Marcov told us not to trigger your anxiety. Let us erase negative thoughts from your head,” Lita whispered. “Thanks, Lita.” We then ate the pizza that Anton took from the kitchen. He returned after a few minutes; maybe he microwaved the pizza.