God Of Cooking 소설 & 이야기

He whispered. The plate fell from my hand as I looked at him with my jaw hanging. He made this??? "Goddess! I can't believe this! You made all of this?" He clicked his tongue in annoyance, "What is so unbelievable about it?" Suddenly, the sunlight from the window seemed to be falling on him like a glittering spotlight. He could cook! The Demon King slash Lycan King was also a culinary king! Wow! "So, you made this…for me?" I asked and he nodded. "But when did you get the time?"

Jesus, it was making me catch my breath again. It felt good that someone like Xandry helped me making breakfast. I wondered if he used to do this with women he had sex with. He placed the melted butter on the counter and started whisking the eggs like a celebrity chef. I suddenly remembered Jamie Oliver who I used to watch on his YouTube channel. I didn’t pay much attention to his cooking but mostly on how hot he was. “Do you have cheese, bell pepper, tomatoes, ham, spring onion, and cilantro?”

In the end, I had to prepare the garlic, onions, potatoes, et cetera while Blaze prepared the meats and marinating. Although Blaze isn't a human, but there's no doubt that he's skilled— no, he's an expert at cooking. He specializes in telling the dish's taste with his excellent nose and precise heat control of his 'Fire' element when cooking. If the first fifteen minutes is just to get the ingredients ready, then the remaining forty-five minutes is to get all eight different dishes prepared and plated. The others patiently waited for Blaze and me to finish the dishes on the sofa. "Hey guys! It's almost ready!" I yelled. "Please be seated!"

The hammer was no different from other hammers, with the only unique thing about it being it's excessively long handle. The True Goddess's eyes widened as Frederick's image overlapped with that of a god who had died long ago; a god whose skills were just as famous as his eccentricity. "You are the God of the Forge: Hephaestus!"

she said, while looking at him blankly. Aaron didn’t argue because he was seriously hungry. The first bite of the meal itself was enough for him to realize the regular chefs didn’t cook. The taste was different.. very authentic and incredible. He ate a few more bites and then stared at her. "You cooked?" He asked in shock and confusion. Athaliah gulped some water and nodded her head. "Yes. I did." "Why?" "Why does a woman cook Aaron?"

He smirked as he licked his lips and looked down at my lips. "Can we eat without you guys looking at each other like that?" Someone asked with a groan as I blinked at Alexander's lusty eyes. I looked over and looked at all the Gods at the table. I didn't know who said something, all I knew was that it was a God. "Why can't we eat alone?" I asked slowly. I didn't remember much about any of these Gods or Goddesses besides their names and I would rather not eat with them. (Alexander The God of dark wisdom and creations Pov)

She cooked my favorite foods and I couldn't help but admire its mouth watering aroma. "Wow! I really can't believe that the Goddess of Love is also a good cook!" Lyndon complemented after having a bite of mom's chicken caldereta. We all laughed at him which he answered with a 'what is your problem' look. "Sometimes Gods have to live along with humans for some reasons. That's why we need to learn how to cook and act like them," my mom stated. "Aphrodite's right, one of our duties is to see to it that the mortals are not overusing their rights and capabilities to disrespect nature and some animals," grandma Demeter added. I did not notice that she's standing behind my mom.

hundred and six gods and goddesses arrived, the witch looked back at them, she left and went to face the gods. " I am Morolake the daughter from the valley of sorcerers, the only place where magics do not work, city of gods and demigods, the only land where gods had ever been defeated, I shall not fall at thy feat, no matter how vast are you in number," I " shall trample upon your grave, here am i, come and face me, and face your death," she directed a great flame of fire towards them, there was a massive shield, that appeared and made a cover for the gods, Itanforiti asked, as they were covered and the fire took over everywhere, making a great hotness, " what shall we do now?" Antinuke sai

I throw one of his shirts on and walk downstairs. My eyes widen at the sight before me. Roman is standing shirtless at the stove; a dish towel is thrown over his shoulder, a pile of pancakes and bacon is next to him, Red Hot Chili Peppers is playing on the speaker, and he's singing along. I admire the sight; how long did the Goddess have to spend sculpting this man to perfection for me? "You know you're supposed to have a shirt on when you cook, right?" I tease him as I walk up to him and wrap my arms around him