Booktok Quotes Spicy Novels & Stories

“Then they’re stupid. Can I finish this last portion or do you want some more?” His lips twitched as he handed over the bowl. “Be my guest.” She fought a groan as the spicy tomato sauce danced on her tongue. “Maya, what’s going on with your bookstore expansion?” The strand of spaghetti caught in her throat and she choked. He flew up from the chair and began pounding on her back, but she shook him off and guzzled a few mouthfuls of water. The poem flashed in mocking horror past her vision. Oh, the tangled web we weave, when first we first practice to deceive…

And still, I cannot stop. AUTHOR'S NOTE: MMMN. SOMETHING FEELS SO HOT AND SPICY IN HERE. 🥵 RATE AND REVIEW PLEASE 🥵

With a resigned scowl, he picked up the utensils and tried to mimic her technique, swishing a piece of meat in the bubbling broth. The moment he took a bite, his handsome face turned bright red. The searing heat of the spices hit him like a freight train, and he managed to choke out, What kind of hotpot is this? The spiciest one, she said casually, dipping another piece of tripe into the fiery broth. Theo's lips curled into a cold smile. You're really going out of your way to spite me. Bianca finally looked up, her face flushed not from embarrassment but from the heat of the food.

Travis replied bluntly, “And since I am such a big shot, you tiny ants, you guys won’t be able to take me down, and if you really want to, get your bosses ass here and let him face me, not his stupid weaklings.” —--- Guys, it takes a lot of effort and time to think, write, and then create a wonderful story for you all. So, please do comment and let me know if you are all liking my chapters and my book so far or not. If you guys ever find it boring or something at any point, then just let me know! I am here to add a lot of spices to make it spicy and catchy for you all! So, Don't forget to leave a comment and also do a review of my book as well!

“Please don't slow down. Fuck me hard.” He obliged, hips slamming against mine with enough force to rock the desk. “That's it,” Mr. Sinclair urged. “Don't let that arse go.” My lips moved out of their own accord, moaning helplessly as I shut my eyes, the pleasure frying my brain cells. A fierce rush of heat flooded through my system, my pulse thundering through every inch of me. The room was thick with the scent of sex and stale sweat, and I almost shattered to the sounds of my pussy squelching shamelessly as his wet cock rammed into my dripping coochie.

she said proudly, placing another container down, "something spicy to make your day a little spicier." I leaned back in my chair and crossed my arms. "I know your true intentions." "Oh really?" she asked. "Yes. You're trying to make me cry while eating spicy food so you can blame the tears on the pepper." She burst into laughter. "You're too smart for your own good." I pulled the food closer. "Unfortunately for you, I enjoy spicy food." "That explains your personality." I gasped. "Are you calling me spicy?" "I didn't say that."

After ordering the props I needed, I turned off the screen. Tomorrow I'd be gone from Conrad Lennon's life exactly as planned. I turned around and suddenly found myself looking into his charming, smiling eyes. He'd waited outside long enough for the smell of nicotine to fade, then warmed up to the room temperature before carefully slipping his arms around me from behind. "Why are you still up?" he asked. Conrad's familiar warmth melted into mine. His arms should have been my refuge, but all I felt was a cold stab of bitterness in my chest.

But the amount of sacrifices I had to make, the kind of things I had to do, the amount of dirt I had soiled my hands in, I can't even begin to talk about it, but it's really bad. but then again, no big money comes clean. That I have to handle along side with our chicken only Restaurant; The hot pot And then the Fitness home; Legs up and then the Club; Garden of Eden, where sin was born. I've been thinking of a lot of things lately but Charlie just seems to take a large space in my head and it's somehow annoying because.. I've never had to deal with these kind of feelings before until I met him, I don't know if I'm going crazy or I actually like him

Oh, I forgot to introduce myself, I’m Skyler, the girl who stutters through small talk, who hides behind oversized hoodies and thick glasses because words always tangle in my throat when real people are around. It’s unbearable. But, after reading what’s on the cover of this book, I feel my hope starting to rise because this book promises to fix my problem. “Ancient incantations for confidence and connection.” The cover said. I’ve never actually been a fan of occult, but I may as well try, just this once. There are lots of people I’d like to talk to…. I want to be able to talk to the cute barista without my face burning up. Or maybe… more. I want to stand up to Selena and her minions.

Before I could even think of closing my mouth the correction poured out of me. “Perfect,” I corrected. His eyebrows flew up at me as if asking me a question. His face was a mixture of curiosity, and annoyance. “The quote. It’s “The more a thing is perfect, the more it feels pleasure and pain,” I said, looking back into his dangerous eyes, “I’ve read this book more times then I can count.” “Is that so? I like my version better,” he said. “You like your version even though your version is wrong?” I said, giving him a mocking smile, "That sounds like something a typical man would say."