Cooking Gods Novels & Stories

Laughter and the clinking of cutlery created a joyful symphony as they settled onto rustic mats and cushions. The air was filled with the aroma of spices and the sound of sizzling pans as the family prepared to showcase their culinary talents. The crew eagerly watched as George and his relatives skillfully crafted each dish, their hands moving with precision and grace. Mahesh was captivated by their passion and dedication to their craft. It was clear that these recipes had been passed down through generations, each one holding a special place in their hearts.

“The sprites.” “Then learn from them. Let them teach you. Use the utensils that are available to you. Don’t try to be a star chef your first time. Use measuring cups and spoons. That’s the key, sweetheart. Those sprites, and any of the other kitchen omegas, can look at an ingredient and know exactly how much to put in the recipe. I still don’t know how to do that. That’s not my skill. I’m a fighter, a protector, a comforter. And that’s what you are too, Malin. You and I, we weren’t meant to be cooks, thank goodness. How many times have you heard me say that the Moon Goddess doesn’t make mistakes? If she did, we’d be cooks, and our packs would most likely be dead from food poisoning.” I laugh

After 40 minutes of baking, the super cheesy macaroni schotel special for young master is ready. I prepared the food for Edmund and also prepared a drink. I glanced at the annoying master who seemed bored of waiting for me to cook. "Sir, your food is ready. I cook it with love, so you will fall in love with mine too." Edmund just looked away and I just watched his back move away, giving him the middle finger. Edmund is the reason why God created the middle finger. 💰💰💰💰💰💰💰💰

Latisha raised her eyes and mouthed ‘that’s good’ I nodded. “A proper job he told me. Something in fashion.” “Oh that’s so shit. Me and him were the two best people there!” “I know! That’s my problem!” I chuckled. The boys came in with plates and sat down. “Come on,” Graham said and we made our way to the table. “Latisha, this looks amazing,” Dimitri said looking at his dinner. Latisha had made the only thing she could lasagne. “Thank you. Help yourself to salad.” As we sat and began eating Graham looked up at me.

Xiao Long and Xue Ruo ate only one thigh each, and it was very big for Xue Ruo. When she ate it, Xue Ruo kept saying that this meat was the most delicious meat he had ever eaten. Xiao Long only smiles when he sees her. Of course, his foods could not be compared to anything else because he had the knowledge of a Chef God, who became a god of cooking. The next day, firebirds flew at full speed and reached the doorstep of the sect in half a day. Two of the same gate guards, when Xiao Long first went to the sect, were surprised to see him with Elder Xue Ruo.

She became more than peckish as the smell of meat reached her, smoke rising from the pan as he turned the juicy streaks over. “Alright, little girl. Do you wish for any potatoes? Or chips?” Dorian asked roughly, turning his head towards her as he continued flipping the meat. “Potatoes please, sir.” Elika muttered in response, her appetite increasing as she watched the animal-like man glide around the kitchen, her stomach groaning with impatience. “Roasted? Mashed?” The feral immortal questioned, opening the freezer door as he began to search inside.

Humans may fear him or adore him for his power, but in Grass' eyes, he is nothing but a coward. Grass was Alpha Adam's Beta before Alpha Adam left the pack to live among humans. He lives now as Don, the big boss of the Mafia; some refer to him as the Godfather but behind all that quote-impressive title is a disgraced Alpha who runs away from its own pack. What Alpha would do that? Only an Alpha who feels incapable of doing its duties will!

I snorted, "when I am in heaven smiling at you while you are begging on your knees in hell." He chuckles at my words and in the next second, he is holding me by the collar of my clothes. "Oh you think you can go to your heaven?" he menacingly asks. "Yes, because your moon goddess is not even close to anything as my creator" I retorted. "So naïve and so stupid. You think your God will be here to save you" he shouted at me. "He will because my God is a God of so many things that you pitiful creature are not" I spat back holding his gaze.

My heels clicked sharply against the marble floor, the sound echoing through the grand hall. I stopped in front of James, lips curved slightly as I raised my glass toward him. “Don Hill, long time no see.” My voice wasn’t loud, but it carried clearly across the entire banquet hall. “Gerald Family from North Atlantis has come to visit.” “P-Pia?” James’s voice trembled uncontrollably. He reached out a hand toward me, as if trying to touch me and make sure I was real. However, Kane stepped forward, smoothly positioning himself between us, blocking James’s hand.

Elder Li replied. “A broken Spiritual Tool is useless unless I have Spiritual Fire. But if it is a Grade 3 Spiritual Tool, it should probably be 3. Elder Li, take three brushes that measure 1 meters and add two bottles of Grade 4 and 5 Demonic Beast Blood. Since I don't have much Contribution Value and you have also managed to refine a High Grade Grand Earth Pill, how about two pill formula recipes that are equivalent to Grand Earth Pills?” Xiao Long said. “A pill recipe equivalent to the Grand Earth Pill?! And again, two?! I-that's more than enough, Mr. Xiao Long” Elder Li immediately rushed downstairs to get the items Xiao Long wanted.