Gourmet Of Another World Novels & Stories

Why do my knees tremble when he is this near? He was also aware that I could sense his gaze, so he turned away and continued to look at his surroundings. We had already descended the steep stairwell. After a few more moments of solitude, I opened the large door, revealing a magnificent forest. A cool air welcomed us, as did green trees and grass, as well as flowers. We both took a big breath, as though we were taking in the pleasant atmosphere. We proceeded to a long wooden table that had a variety of raw fruits and vegetables. He voluntarily sat at the far end of the table despite the fact that I had not invited him since I could sense his hunger. He hasn't eaten anything since he arrived i

Chen smiled and nodded, clasping his arm with her and pulling her behind him to the row in front of the pot to wait for her turn and indeed they did not wait as they were directly number two. Damontry came forward smiling at Chen, who encouraged her, and as soon as her eyes fell on the pot, they widened and showed a disgusted features. " What is that !! ". A gigantic creature with one eye and one mouth, dressed in thick jute, looked at her sternly as he raised the ladle to put a little Damentary on a plate. "It's duck and wasabi stew, miss." Pass her a little to see there is an eye that closes and opens in her plate, she panics to throw the plate and runs screaming as she puts her hand to

Deviled eggs and mozzarella cheese sprinkled with dried basil leaves and Beluga caviar as the hors d’oeuvre, pear and pecan salad as the second course, cream of asparagus soup as the third, supreme cheese lasagna for the pasta course, two main types of meat; one beef and the other lamb for the main entrée, and lastly, Guinness Book of World Records most expensive dessert, the ‘Frrrozen Haute Chocolate’ as the last course which is to die for. The whole time I ate, I was silent and so was the man some few feet away from me. I felt like we were back to being strangers for he didn’t give one damn glance towards my way. Here I am fretting on how to make another good conversation while he was just

I stood blindfolded on the stage, the fabric soft against my eyelids, my heart pounding like a drum in my chest. The emcee’s voice echoed through the speakers, explaining the rules one last time—each contestant would draw a mystery dish from the ballot box, no peeking, no second chances. My fingers trembled as I reached in, the papers rustling like dry leaves. I grabbed one at random, unfolded it carefully, and slipped off the blindfold to read: Salmon à la Crème alongside Ratatouille. A classic French pairing, elegant but demanding precision. I exhaled slowly, already visualizing the sear on the salmon, the vibrant medley of vegetables in the ratatouille. This was it—the World Chef Associat

Madame Ais reported to Maru. "Amazing!" Maru thought after he opened his eyes. He could identify every letter and understand each word from the cover titles. He picked the food fabricator and flipped towards the first page. He saw the table of contents. There were all types of fruits, bread, rice, candies. The subsequent pages from the table of contents were new and something he hasn't heard about in his young life. There were names of food like cakes, foie gras, white truffles, vanilla, caviar, saffron, angulas, wagyu beef, fugu, et cetera. "Can you help me find the sweet candies section, Madame Ais?" Maru said to the system. He was flipping the pages for nearly a minute but he was still on

I asked her, taking a seat beside her. "Boring for me." She responded, diving into her fried spicy elk meat. "I had interesting classes after my first one. Demons; Underworld Beasts and Monsters in MistWorld." I told her, waiting for a floating tray containing a plate of roasted mistdeers and milk, but nothing happened. "Place your hands on the desk in front of you and think of what you want to eat. The tables are spelled to provide whatever we wish for." Adalyn said. "Sweet. At W.A, a tray containing our lunch appears before us. I was expecting the same" I explained, smiling at her in thanks but she was not looking at me. Her cheerful attention was focused behind me. I turned to see the obj

On the day Dad made me draw lots to choose a wife, I was about to draw a number when comments started flashing past. [Don't do it! The whole thing is rigged. You’ll only end up married to a hideous woman and be stuck in a cold, heartless marriage alliance with the Wests!] [You’ll end up the target of enemies of the West family even before you marry their daughter. You’ll fall into their devious trap and get burned to ashes in a fire!] [Your childhood sweetheart Mindy Sullivan has a bark that’s worse than her bite. Her disdain and disregard is just a farce. She really loves you. Marrying her is the right move!] My hand froze in midair. I told my dad that I wanted to marry Mindy. On my

I didn't understand his gesture and looked at him frowning. "You need to drink my blood so you will feel better," Gregory suggested. I rejected his offer and turned my back on him. But the moment I did, the sweet smell of his blood made my stomach growl. It seems like when you smell the aroma of a very tasty dish. Although it's not the same as that because it's his blood I'm craving for this time.

It started small, like a spark, then grew, filling every nerve, every fibre of her being. “Go! Go now, Clara!” her grandmother urged, her eyes glistening with tears and pride. Before Clara could question it, the warmth exploded outward. Time itself seemed to shiver. The firelight warped and stretched, the screams became distant echoes, and the ground beneath her feet disappeared. One moment, she was on scorched earth. The next, she was falling. The world around her blurred, colours and shapes twisting in impossible ways. She felt weightless, suspended between moments, suspended between worlds. Then, as suddenly, as it began, it ended.

♕𝐺𝐸𝑁𝑅𝐸♕ 𓆙dark romance𓆙 𓆙forbidden love𓆙 𓆙betrayal𓆙 ♕𝑊𝐴𝑅𝑁𝐼𝑁𝐺𝑆♕ 𓆙mature content𓆙 𓆙contains abusive stuffs𓆙 𓆙murder𓆙 𓆙non-consensual / dubious consent sexual activities𓆙