Booktok Spice Novels & Stories

“Noted, Miss Olivia. Anything else?” I hesitated, then smiled a little, feeling oddly shy about the last part. “I, uh… I have a guilty pleasure for spicy food. Like really spicy. Especially Korean food. Tteokbokki, ramyeon, kimchi—if it burns, I’ll probably love it.” Her eyes lit up in surprise. “Ah! Very well, miss. I’ll inform the kitchen.” “Thank you,” I said, already climbing the stairs before she could add another polite question.

"Can we talk about something else? This is giving me a headache like nothing else." "How's the food?" Samuel swiftly chimed, not wasting any time. Kali appreciatively answered. "Marvellous. They have a few spices I haven't had before." "You can tell which spices were used?" "Sometimes, yes. I use a lot of the same spices for most dishes and can usually spot them out in a meal." "What can you taste?" "Ginger and garlic are definite, maybe cilantro, but I can't be sure." "You know what I can taste." She shook her head. "Chicken."

“What’s that? It smells so good.” I explained what was in it and he grabbed his omega father’s hand, saying they had to cook one just like it. I told them to wait and grabbed some of the fresh turmeric I always carried with me. “You can’t use the ground stuff. Chop this into your food and it’ll change your world.” Lucian thanked me and added, “This is one way to spice up your life.” I loved heat and a variety of flavors in my food. But it turned out, I preferred my life bland and boring, and not complicated and spicy with two alphas barging into it.

"You both did amazing work. I couldn’t have won that final round without you keeping the fires steady." "We just followed your lead, Sophie." Damien said. He looked at his bandaged hand. "You showed us what it means to care about the dish. I think the palace staff will be talking about that soup for years." I prepared a large basket. I filled them with the best spices from the stores. I packed dried cumin, peppercorns and rare saffron. I added jars of preserved honey and salted venison. "Help me finish this basket." I said. "We owe the North a parting gift. I want them to take the taste of our spices back to their territory."

Bima, with his limping leg, stepped toward the Heavenly Spice Flower. He wasn't carrying Indomie. He was carrying the Global Indomie Recipe Book. He knew that to attain purity, he had to show appreciation for purity. He reached the altar. The Heavenly Spice Flower glowed, emitting a gentle aura. The Botanical Zombies roared, several lunging toward Bima, their garden shears glittering. "NOT ON MY WATCH!" Bima screamed. He tore one of the pages out of the Global Indomie Recipe Book. The page displayed the Indomie Balance Attractor Recipe, featuring drawings of flowers and herbs.

An old man, two tall young men, and a petite lady in between them walked into a spice store. Monojit pulled a basket at the entrance. Old man Abhik started the lesson. "Masala is the soul of Bengal food. And the food is the soul of Bengal." Abhik rounded a shelf full of spices packaged by a kilo in a variety of colors. With just a glimpse, the spices created an image of a rainbow in the customer's eye, inviting them to come closer to buy.

I guess now I’ll be able to say I went without food for 3 days as well. I pulled one of the books off the shelf, rolling my eyes at the title, “Cooking for the beginner.” I chuckled, “unless you have water dishes in you, you’ll be of no use to me.” I flipped to the first page and began reading. The book was about different herbs and spices that could be used to create soups. Bringing the book over to the desk, I opened the cabinet and began sniffing the contents to identify each one. I wrote them all down on a piece of paper numbered the way I placed them back into the cabinet. I bit of pride bloomed in my chest and Scarlett chuckled, “that was all me, don’t be so proud of yourself.”

Baihe apologized to the three. “Baihe, take the spices to your table. All you have to do is sprinkle a little on your meal to make it taste as well as ours. Only watch for this one. It’s considered spicy and will burn your mouth if not careful.” Blake said and handed the spices to Baihe to take with her.

Astell looked at his daughter. The spice had a distinctive aroma along with its bitter taste. It cleanses the mouth, but usually people don’t like this scent. However, Astell knew that Harriet loves this. Most could eat what was placed in front of them, but the young Nadia had a slightly different way of eating. Oddly, the kid loves to eat special spices. Harriet cut the mean into large pieces and put it in her mouth with plenty of spice on top. She chewed the meat and swallowed it with ecstatic look on her face.

was all I managed to say as I struggled to form words. I never imagined Caleb could be any sexier than he already was but this ... this was something else. “Shall we begin?” Caleb’s voice was rich and melodic. There was the sound of metal clinking together as if a lid was removed and placed upon the table. The aroma from the food filled the air, tantalizing my senses, causing my mouth to water profusely. I smelled coriander, ginger, among other spices that I couldn’t place, as well as the familiar smell of freshly baked bread.