Happy Appy Creepy Pasta Novels & Stories

He said sipping his wine Ashyrel POV I rubbed my nose as the smell of powder pepper filled my nose. I felt like crying because of this. I put the souce in the pan and stir it well. I'm cooking pasta right now, I craved for it so I wanna make it personally. As I smell the souce I hear my stomach growl, I guess my baby is hungry already , I chuckled. I put the remaining ingredients in the pan and lastly I put the pasta inside the pan and stir it well until it reach it's peak. I smell it first before turning off the fire.

After another split-second of hesitation, Miranda hurried off, and Tom and I waited until her bedroom door shut behind her to laugh. “Man, I feel like a dick, but this food looks cursed,” he said. I stared down at the pitch-black pasta. “It’s definitely spooky. But she busted her ass. We have to give it a fair shot.” We both gathered forkfuls of pasta, and Tom held his up to me as if to cheers. I knocked my fork against his with a smile, then took a bite. “Holy shit,” Tom said. I nodded. “Wow.”

Axel served her a plate of pasta, "Try this. It was specially made by me." Alyssa smiled gleefully and rubbed her palms together. The aroma of the pasta made her realize how famished she was. Brooklyn had a scowl on her face. She didn't seem pleased with Alyssa's presence but she didn't utter a word. Alyssa took a forkful of pasta and ate. She closed her eyes and savored the unique taste of the pasta. She let out a delighted moan as she took another. "This is good. This is so effing good," She complimented Axel.

Proserpina smiled at her, the dimples appearing and Maja found herself smiling back automatically. ‘I hope you like Jambalaya?’ she asked with a smile and Maja was floored. “Who’s that?” she squeaked and saw Magnus groan. ‘Jambalaya is a dish,’ said Tara helpfully as she seated herself beside Maddy with a sidelong smile, "it is like a hot pot and you are going to love it!' “Aaah…’ said Maja pretending to understand but she knew she was totally unconvincing.Proserpina went on softly, gently. ’It’s alright, we also have Macaroni and cheese as well as Meatloaf and then, apple pie.’

"Before you took me back, I grew up in this instance. The three bosses here are my family. So tell me—what's wrong with calling this my turf? And if someone orders me around in my own turf, shouldn't they get slapped?" Laughter immediately erupted around us. One veteran player even wiped tears from his eyes from laughing too hard. "Little Missy, did your dad hit you so hard you went stupid? You actually dare say the three bosses of Happy Home are your family?" Not a single person believed me. After all, the survival rate of this instance was terrifyingly low. The red-clad female ghost had once slaughtered an entire room of players in three seconds, then hung their corpses upside down from tr

After all , it was not easy to swallow a large mouthful of pasta However, Taapur was only dumbfounded at the reason for his iciness . She knew he didn't like the Princess and Abhimanyu was too hard to crack . She followed him and glanced back at the plate of her delicious pasta . She pouted on the waste of mouthwatering pasta but silently followed her husband but other side of her heart was jumping in joy at the words of Abhimanyu . She recalled his words and felt thousands of butterflies were singing and dancing inside her stomach He ignored you again ..... ,, Princess's friend taunted her and she fisted her hands in rage

“ holy shit “ fred cursed silently when he came out of the bathroom to find Cassy sleeping soundly on his bed Noticing that she was truly sleeping, fred silently wore his cloths then went down to the kitchen “ young master I prepared chicken tetrazzini The pasta is in the bowl over there “ mrs Betty an advance woman in a cook uniform said pointing at a bowl at the table in the kitchen “ The cream sauce is ready I just have to add mushrooms , the chicken and allow it to boil together then get it ready for baking “mrs Betty said turning the cream sauce . “ alright I will be at the sitting room “Fred said walking towards the fridge “ No problem sir I will call you after setting the dinning “ mr

"I'll go make something to eat. Who wants to eat? I'll cook." Layla said, "Go and see what is there in the kitchen. I want to eat pasta." Robert replied, "I don't think we have pasta at home all this while, right?" Layla said, "Then go and buy! I want to eat pasta." Robert replied, "Okay then. What type of pasta?" "Spicy pasta." "I thought you don't like spicy food, Layla?" "I don't like you sometimes too, but that doesn't mean I dislike you every day."

"The coldness is back." Fathia grumbled. "I'm hungry. Let's eat." Jess laughed even more. "Fathia and eating. Two inseparable things, huh?" The black-haired girl grinned. Jess was right. Fathia loved to eat, especially pasta. Covered with cheese and a taste of savory and slightly sour tomato sauce. That combination was what Fathia always loved in her life. "Where to eat?" "Asya will make pasta for me." Jess felt like slapping Fathia hard. Damn. She thought she would be out of her café area. Turns out...

“Good luck with your studies, kids.” Yeah. Good luck to me. Soo-ji left the apartment after having dinner with us, so I volunteered to wash the dishes as an appreciation for Soo-jin’s shrimp rosé pasta. It features spaghetti noodles smothered in a tomato cream sauce infused with garlic, onion, and chili, and loaded with juicy succulent shrimp. Having to taste Soo-jin’s version of it was one of the best moments of my life… and taste buds. While in the middle of quietly wiping dry the plates with a clean napkin, there goes a sudden voice that shocked me again. “What’s taking you so long?”