Cooking Companions Characters Novels & Stories

D'Andre's commitment to his wife was unwavering, his support evident in every action and word. He'd find himself in the kitchen, preparing meals that aligned with Maiari's dietary restrictions. The scent of simmering soups and nourishing dishes filled the air, a tangible manifestation of his love and dedication. Each meal was carefully crafted to provide Maiari with the sustenance she needed, a small yet meaningful way to care for her.

He looked around his expansive kitchen, “and I love to cook and bake. I often bring mama over and we spend the entire day going through her old favorite cookbooks and bake. Last week, when I had pissed you off, I went to her house and we made banana cream pies.” “You can cook?” “Yes. I don’t have a chef or anything here. I do it myself. Can you cook?” “I can.” She grinned, “the girls appointed me group chef when we were first living together. Dimi gets in the kitchen and suddenly every dish is dirty, the counters are filthy and the cupboard doors need to be wiped down. Darya is too impatient so she burns everything. Sienna is a daydreamer and so she forgets what she’s doing. It left me to fi

"So...." The man placed a hand on his chest. "My name is Chef Mastrano, at your service." He gave Lacey a slight bow and smiled. "What can I get for you?" Lacey shrugged. "I'm so hungry I could eat a horse. What do you have?" "You're the princess, right?" She nodded. Chef Mastrano sighed. "Well, most of the shifters like steak. How's that with a baked potato?" Lacey's mouth practically started watering at the thought. "Sounds great. Could you cook it medium, please?"

Charlene, dazed, wordlessly gathered utensils and placed them near him. Professor E, Betsy, Baxtsy, and Tabatha wandered in, drawn by the smell. “Mmm, it smells amazing in here,” Tabatha said, peeking over Charlene’s shoulder. “Sit down, we’ve got enough for everyone!” Charlene said, regaining her composure. “I’ll help set the table,” Tabatha offered, grabbing plates and cups, moving quickly to help. Seth leaned against the wall, staring off, deep in thought. He finally set his coffee down and crossed the kitchen. He kissed Charlene on the forehead. “I’ll be back in a bit,” he murmured, and walked out.

Abijah POV So during the meet & greet week I learned all about my crew. Besides me there were only two other humans that worked in the kitchen, Beatrice and Timothy. The reason was so that each species can prepare its own cuisine for it's own kind. So the vampire crew cooked for vampire students and staff. Werewolf crew cooks for the werewolves and so on. So I learned the names and species of my crew, I was literally the only new face. There were three merpeople, Star, Waverly and Dirk.

"Come on. Kitchen. Real food. Then we wait together for more updates." "Together," she agreed. "Connor, thank you. For—for staying with me through this. For not getting frustrated when I spiraled. For being—for being exactly what I needed even when I was impossible." "You weren't impossible. You were scared." I pulled her close. "Grace, that's what mates do. Stay through the scary parts. Hold each other when things are hard. Be present even when we can't fix it." "I love you." "I love you too. Now come on. Food. Before I have to explain to both your father and Uncle Cas why I let you starve yourself."

"So did you learn cooking just for me?" Karen Joy Kyle put on a wide smile. She didn't feel any pain from her injury anymore. "I just didn't want to starve myself." Nathaniel Cooper served the dishes on the table and filled a bowl of soup for Karen Joy. "Taste the soup first." "Brother Lionel, why can't you just admit it?" He obviously learned cooking for her, why wouldn't he admit it? "Admit what?" Nathaniel asked.

Then I start cooking it on the stove, steering it continuously protecting my hand from the hot utensil. "I didn't think that I would find my wife here after last night, standing in kitchen and cooking for me, I thought you don’t know how to cook, hmm you really changed so much in 2 years." This sarcastic tone definitely belongs to Aspen. The only maid in the kitchen leaves me as Aspen enters. And now I'm alone here with the devil.

Paul is said to be the rival of Lucas in terms of their cooking skills, he is also an all-rounder like Lucas but since Lucas is now the sous-chef of the kitchen that he asked to be assigned to the meat station. Elena's partner Lily is the second best chef in the pastry station since the pastry chef was the number one in terms of experience and skills. Lily is also good friends with Elena, she also likes being with Mari since they can talk about pastry all the time as they both love making desserts. She treats Elena as her friend but her treatment with Mari is completely different since they became much closer after Mari was assigned to the pastry station. At first, she treats Mari like her l

The cooks, two women with kind eyes and quick hands, froze when they saw me, their expressions a mix of surprise and deference. “Luna,” they greeted in unison, their voices warm but formal. One of them, Marta, stepped forward, wiping her hands on her apron. “What do you need? We can bring it to you.”I waved a hand, smiling to put them at ease. “Oh, please, none of that. Be casual, I’m begging you. I’m here to cook with you, not to be served.”Marta’s eyes widened, and the other cook, Lila, exchanged a nervous glance with her. “Cook… with us?” Lila asked, her tone hesitant, like she wasn’t sure she’d heard me right.“Yep,” I said, tying an apron around my waist, careful to keep it loose over my