Chef Lovers Novels & Stories

"Chef Geneva won Master chef season 1023." He nodded and pulled up his invisible collar as we both laughed. He took a seat just beside me and said with a confident tone, "Now, taste it and praise me while you are at it." I scoffed and tasted the soup. Damn it was amazing. I looked at him with a pair of surprised eyes as he raised his chin in the air. He just knew he made it real good. "How do you even know to cook!" I said not hiding my shocked tone. "Well, you can say I am a man with every talent." He bragged and I giggled again while shaking my head.

Drew facepalmed. "Parce que tu és le seul fantome que je connaisse qui soit un chef (Because you're the only ghost whom I know is a chef)" Calvin replied. “Wrong, Mason is also a chef. Why not ask him to prepare a dish for you?“ “Nope, I'll pass. I like to have my head intact even as a ghost," Calvin pouted "How are you even sure she has all the ingredients needed for preparing a Coq Au Vin Blanc?“

I pointed out, and she shook her head as she swallowed down the soup in her mouth with a satisfied groan. "That's different. I am rich, but not Riven's rich. Also, I don't own a personal chef," she said, then leaned toward me, her voice dropping to a low whisper. "Also, I heard you had to be super good to get to cook for Riven since he's very picky. Rumour has it he's killed like ten chefs for cooking mistakes, so this was probably made by the best of the best" Sighing, I picked up the hot cocoa and sipped it. It was good. No, it was more than good. It was like an explosion of decadent cocoa flavor coating my tongue and sending a happy rush through me

She was just checking, and how could she expect a spoiled child like him to cook chicken soup for her? She froze for a moment before Kelvin curled his lips and said with a smile, “I let the black-of-house cook it.” Hearing this, Chloe rolled her eyes at him, “If this is considered as you cook it, then next time, how about we advertise our hotel food all cooked by the CEO? Then all the women in Rave city will have to line up to flatter you.” Kelvin replied calmly, “Are you implying to me that you are jealous?”

“I had the known Chefs you introduced to me and they are making a massive meal.” “Join us.” Darcy said. “My kids are more interested in your food than your fame.” She chuckled. “We are starving.” “We are indeed starving.” I covered her mouth and wanted to squirm in excitement. I am pinching my husband’s arm. “You are just hungry.” Raven mumbled as he greeted the chef next. “Oh, Raven is a man now!” Chef George said. “Let’s get the cookin’ ready.” His British accent is indeed something. I am curious as to how he knows him. We went to the kitchen and watched them prepare our food. Known Chefs and I gaped.

A bright smile immediately spread across Cleo's face. "Really?" She looked delighted. "Do you know how many years it took me to perfect that dish?" She rested her chin on her palm. "And here's a secret." Her smile widened. "I became a chef just so I could learn how to cook all of Rafael's favorite meals." Seren couldn't help feeling impressed. That level of dedication was extraordinary. Unfortunately, someone else clearly disagreed. "For the record," Rafael said from the doorway, "you became a chef because you wanted to inherit your mother's restaurant."

He could feel her heart racing. "The heat is the most honest thing in this room. It strips away the pretenses. It shows us exactly who we are." "And who am I, Chef?" Marco stepped back, the sudden distance feeling like a cold draft. He pointed to the pan. "Right now, you are a sous-chef who is dangerously close to overcooking a piece of sea bass. Plate it. Now." Chloe jumped, refocusing. She plated the fish with a fluid, instinctive motion, the emulsion swirling perfectly around the protein. She slid the plate across the stainless steel pass.

Though his ears were pretty active during the entire conversation, he decided not to be the part of it. Maybe his arrogance was stopping him. "That's me!" Joshua nodded with no surprise maintaining the same hospitality like the start. The name Joshua Ravero was included in the top charts of the most efficient chefs in the Europe currently, highly demanded was his talent for his unique choose and remix of ingredients. Not only he had been on many mentions for serving the queen and the royal family but also he was famous for inventing news dishes out of old. Serena was indeed surprised to get to know him like this, never she wondered the very mysterious man who cooked her dinner tonight to be

"Okay, Mrs. Valetio. I think we should sit and enjoy the meal that Chef Lou would have served us now. Chelsea, welcome to the mini party, it's nothing much so let's not get toxic." Daryl's voice was high-pitched and enraged by her unclassical attitude. Chelsea was more than sure that he would react differently from before. "Chelsea, come, come. Seat." He offered her a seat opposite his and just beside Mrs Valetio "Lou!, let's get the food now, Chelsea just joined us so please bring her plate along with ours. It's a round of beautiful French cuisines just like you love it." He said the latter to Mrs. Valetio after pointing it out to his chef.

The dinner featured an array of sumptuous dishes prepared by some of the nation's top chefs. One of the head chefs came from a long line of top-notch chefs who had cooked for royalty, ensuring a meal of the highest caliber. Haley enjoyed the feast, frequently serving food to Mr. Fisher Sr., her parents, and Shane. However, the rest of the family found the meal less enjoyable, as their minds were preoccupied with frustration and jealousy.