Chaud Novels & Stories

Instantly, my mouth was on fire - the numbing spiciness nearly made me choke. I hadn't even seen Luke struggle with the heat yet, and here I was, already failing! Luke noticed my distress and passed me some water. "They import their chilies directly from Sichuan. Their extra hot is what they call 'demon level.' Usually only food bloggers attempt it." Me: !! Why didn't he warn me!

“A special recipe to change your destiny. Bouche du Mer….” Celestine grinned. “Sound great!”

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When Cherie got down from my brief my junior immediately stood up, as if inviting and ready for a round . When Cherie saw that she was immediately surprised and smiled, she did not expect his to be this long. "Let us work on a way to soften it.." She said seductively…And he slowly poured it into his mouth .. Damien immediately closed his eyes as he felt Cherie's hot mouth on his, ready to do it . Like a lollipop that is sweet and delicious, it continued what he was doing

“Then, are you going to cook—what was it? Something dash and chili… For dinner?” Darisha smiled mysteriously. “Mmhm~ Chilidash. Delicious.” “What is that? And why does Darrion not seem to like it?” Jai asked, utterly curious. “Chilidash is Darrion’s father’s favorite food. It’s a famous cuisine in the Fire Kingdom and very spicy. Darrion doesn’t like it if the food’s too spicy,” Darisha answered with a giddy smile. Jai tilted his head and looked at her curiously. “Why doesn’t he like it?“

"I think you know fully well who sent us Rebecca, oh sorry, let's go by your real name...Amanda." "Tom, slice the tomatoes!" Elena ordered as she walked round the kitchen. She was the head chef of the restaurant, had been for a month and few weeks now. "Kathie, this sauce isn't spicy enough," she said to the redhaired standing over the sauce pan. "But you haven't even tasted it," Kathie said confused. "When you're an expert chef, you don't need to taste the sauce to know that, it's all in the aroma and color," she said not looking back at Kathie as she walked away.

" Young master, you should eat your food so you can have your medications" the chief maid pleaded as she sat on the chair next to him but the seven year old lad would hear nothing of it. He was angry and none of them could quench his anger, not after what his papa had done.

Jo admitted honestly. “Damn, man. I already know who pampers her palate.” Matthew announced, laughing. “Not me, Matt. It's all Claude's fault. He pampers all of us, culinarily.” Patrick confessed. “Yeah… he is the real MasterChef between all of us.” Jo revealed the facts. “I must necessarily take you for his chicken stewed in wine, Chateaubriand tenderloin, and goose livers, known as foie gras.”

Sniffle. Liu Feng frowned at the unexpected sound coming from his right. It was unlikely for Chatura to suddenly catch a cold. However, the sniffling became worse, and his confusion increased. Alarmed by the stream of unending tears, Zen quickly reached for the box of tissues. He added more chopped chilli to the seasoning because Chatura was a native Indian. Was she not accustomed to the native spice tolerance? “I’m sorry!” he quickly apologised, offering tissues. “I added a few more chopped chillies because I thought that was how you’d like it. Would you like a milkshake to help with the spice?”