Chef Novels & Stories

He stuck out his hand, and I shook it. "I'm Mason, assistant to the CEO. The chef is already waiting for you. This way please." I followed Mason through the hotel to the back kitchens and into another area I had not yet seen. We stopped short of a door, which read the words 'Leon Knightly, Head Chef.' The aroma was intensifying. I could only imagine what it was like inside. I inhaled and prepared myself as Mason knocked on the door before opening it. Leon's scent wafted through and hit me directly, almost sending me backward.

Lorenzo kissed me on my forehead. Lorenzo had another plan for us today. He drove us to a charming countryside kitchen. We stepped out of the car and walked into the kitchen where a local chef approached us, he appeared to be in his late sixties, his silver hair was neatly combed and his blue eyes framed by wrinkles. He was on a clean white chef's coat with "Chef Benoît'' embroidered on it, black trousers and polished leather shoes. His apron held a tasting spoon and small knife, the scents of herbs and fresh bread surrounded him.

He was a man who looked to be in his forties. "Oh, you didn't help him?" I called out. "Well, he specifically asked for you, Kady. I think he likes you." The chef laughed at Caine's joke. I didn't. "Ichiju Sansai," the chef said, as he revealed the meal. I was short of words. But Caine found his and asked, "Interpretation?" "One soup, three dishes." "One soup three dishes?"

Cody opened the door for Arlene then he went over to the driver’s side and they headed for the closest restaurant. The restaurant was just four streets away from school so Arlene didn’t worry about going back on time, it was even trek able unlike Faith’s house which was about 30 minutes drive. The restaurant didn’t have any special features, it was like every other eatery you could imagine, glass door with security men, see through glass from inside and outside, two long opposite seats with a table in between at every corner, and a counter in front to make an order.

"Sorry... I just-" "Don't apologize," Leo cut her off, giving her a reassuring smile. He reached his hand forward and placed it on hers causing her whole body to jolt with electricity. "It's fine, I get it. I don't talk about my family a lot either." Annie nodded, glad that he was so understanding which only made her want to be around him more. "Please tell me you don't hate sushi though, because that's my favourite food." Annie let out a small laugh, shaking her head softly as she felt relaxed again. "Lucky for you, I don't hate it."

Amber asks smiling. I smile in approval and we group hug. "What do you wanna have for lunch?" Amber asks. "Spaghetti and meatballs and I'll cook", I tell her. "Okay we'll help you", she says smiling. "Lead the way head chef" Claire says winking and the three of us walk out of Amber's room.

With the chef. She stood there for a second, then smiled politely. "Hi." The chef returned the smile, his expression warm but professional. "Good evening, miss." Mona stepped a little closer, curiosity already getting the better of her as she watched him work. His knife moved fast. Too fast. "How do you do that?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. The chef paused briefly. "Do what?" "That," she pointed lightly. "You're cutting onions and you're not crying. I cry every time. It's embarrassing."

My eyes widened as the realisation sank into me. "Good morning Miss". The chef greeted me. "Errr... morning,". I muttered nervously. "Maco". The chef completed. "Just call me Maco". "Okay...Maco". I tested the name. "What would you like for breakfast?" Maco asked. He seemed very cheerful. For someone that worked for Lucian, he didn't seem to be awkward or tight lipped in his presence. I liked it. Turning to Lucian, I saw he was typing away on his phone.

We settled in the living room- Aki-chan at the coffee table with her mug of chocolate milk and Hiro-san and I on the couch. “What do you want for dinner?” I asked. “Hamburg!” Aki-chan replied instantly. “Emi-chan said that she had Hamburg last night!” “Hamburg, huh? Okay.” I’ll have to prepare dinner in half an hour then. Hikaru-nii too should be back by then. “You won’t ask me?” Hiro-san asked, placing a hand discreetly on my lower back. Ugh. “I know what you’ll say so, no. I will not ask.”

"No need to stalk. I don’t scare easily." From the shadows emerged a towering figure. Tall, broad-shouldered, with hair as dark as midnight and eyes like wildfire. Kael Thorne. The Alpha of the Bloodfang Pack. Dangerous. Ruthless. Revered. His presence hit her like thunder. "You crossed into my territory," he said, voice deep and smooth like velvet over blades. She tilted her head. "You make it sound like I stumbled into your bed. Am I trespassing, or tempting?" Kael’s jaw clenched. “You know who I am.”