Does It Hurt Spicy Chapters List Novels & Stories

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The plate packed to the brim with chilis looked exceptionally intimidating. The moment it entered his mouth, the spicy sensation instantly swept through his oral cavity! It felt as if a fine, scorching heat wrapped around the tip of his tongue. It was so spicy that fine sweat continuously broke out on the tip of his nose. He had to down two large cups of water back-to-back... just to get a bit of relief. Lucas looked at Luna's disheveled state, and his competitive spirit was instantly triggered! He immediately picked up several pieces of meat and swallowed them down in large gulps.

Cassandra’s POV The noodle bowl was spicy. It was so hot that my eyes were tearing up on the spot. I was tempted to cry but I forced myself to swallow before glancing at Alaric He was pretty calm, I wondered if he could bear the spice. I just wanted him to give up first then I could laugh at him. So despite my burning mouth, or teary eyes and the fact I could feel the spice on my face I took another bite with the chopstick

She clutched her cramping stomach, her face twisted in pain. Linda immediately called an ambulance. By the time they got Jessica to the hospital, she was ghostly pale. The doctor was about to give her medication to stop the contractions and save the pregnancy. That's when Jessica spoke. "Help me get an abortion. I don't want this baby anymore." My head went blank. "I didn't put those photos up!" Jessica gave a cold, tight smile. "It doesn't matter if you did or not, Michael. I just want you to learn a lesson. I want you to never dare to hurt them again."

"Well, if I regain my sense of pain, I will not be able to eat extra spicy food anymore!" Chad felt a little uncomfortable after hearing that. Fentanyl's inability to feel pain prevented him from tasting spiciness. Spiciness was also a type of pain sensation, so even if he were given a bowl of ghost peppers, he would not be able to taste the heat! His sense of taste had suffered greatly as a result of his inability to detect pain. "Alright, stop joking around. Come to the Hall of Herbs whenever you are free today. I'll be waiting for you!"

The next chapter will be spicy (⁠｡⁠•̀⁠ᴗ⁠-⁠)⁠✧ Please enjoy (^⁠‿⁠^⁠) ser feliz 🌹

Now let's see how long you can hold out. The first lash cracks before I can tense up. A line of fire crosses my back, I gasp, my fingers tighten around the handcuffs, the chains clink weakly. The pain is sharp, precise, but even worse is the way Isadora follows it with a caress, her nails tracing the burning furrow on my skin, as if to soothe what she has just inflicted.

|To my readers, this chapter is a bit extreme as it contains BDSM and torture. Feel free to skip this if it makes you uncomfortable.| Ava's POV Whatever we did in the first round was child's play. This time, my hands were bound above my head while on my knees as Davin circled me for a while. “Look at me, Ava.” He commanded but I kept my gaze down, my lips curving a bit when I knew what being defiant would get me.

Give me back my hard-earned eight-pack abs! END OF CHAPTER 1