Holy Chef Crazy Empress Novels & Stories

Chelsea can, but barely. “The famous chef,” Matt stops working, looking at me incredulously, as if I’ve grown another head. “He’s the British guy, has a million different cooking shows, constantly screaming…you haven’t seen the memes?” I stare blankly, shaking my head. None of what he says ringing a bell.

"Let's go and report to Royal Cook Margret. I'm sure she would be interested to know what happened here." Glancing one last time in the direction the crowd disappeared in, Haily turned and headed towards the Royal Kitchen. Meanwhile, Max and Selena stood at the entrance of the Ballroom with Damon and Bridgette. The matter of the Emperor claiming a kitchen staff as his mate reached the ears of those in the Ballroom. "The Lykan Emperor's mate is a kitchen staff? Seriously?" Max covered his mouth to suppress his laughter. The hilarity of the entire situation made him feel incredulous.

Emma walked, wearing an apron with a writing ‘Never Trust a Skinny chef’ written on it and an eager gleam in her eyes. Zahir's jaw dropped, and Zian looked bewildered. "What's she doing here?" Zahir exclaimed. “What are you doing here?” Zian asked sternly. He is still angry with her for hiding Zada’s relationship from him. Emma flashed a mischievous grin. "I am here to spice things up, obviously. Since I am planning to marry one of the infamous Ahmed triplets in the future and go on a Himalayan trip on his sports bike, I thought I would join this culinary challenge and prove my worth to those who think they can remain angry with me and not talk with me." Emma said, narrowing her eyes at Zian

she mumbled, which made my eyebrows furrow. "What do you mean, Empress?" I asked curiously. She raised her head and looked at me before she answered in a deadpan tone, "I am a doctor, and I always urged my patients to eat such bland foods for their good, but right now that I am in this state, I can already relate to them when they say that hospital foods suck." I can’t help but laugh when I hear this from her. I didn’t know that the Empress could joke with a straight face. I saw that Mark covered his mouth, but I know that he was just stopping himself from laughing out loud as he dragged the chair and sat on it.

She looked at the meal in front of her and told Step, “Get this away from my face. I am not in the mood to eat.” Step fiddled with her hands and said, stuttering, “Y-Your Ma-majesty… it is e-essential if you eat. It is important so you will have strength, your body will be healthie—” “Are you seriously lecturing the empress right now?” Her voice was displeased. She waved her hands and explained, “I…. I didn’t mean—”

Emily said explaining Casper didn't care about the dish, he just wanted to taste his wife's food. They entered the kitchen and everyone stopped what they were doing. The kitchen was so big with three different sections . The chef was scared, already making Emily chuckle. “ You guys get out .” Casper said coldly Emily was shocked. Was this the Same guy who was smiling like a clown just now? “ Sir, we are sorry if we did anything wrong.” The chef said kneeling making others kneel too

I was behind one of the large shelves, crouched down and reorganizing the mess I had made while searching for a specific ingredient the chef had requested. “You’ll need to release her to me now. There are a few things she needs to assist me with.” “Of course, Your Highness,” Chef Paul replied respectfully. “I dare not stop you.” “Who among them do you need, my prince?” There was a brief pause. “I can't find her here. Her name is Emily. Have you sent her on an errand?” “Emily?” one of the kitchen maids whispered sharply. “That wolfless whore again?” What?

Alex burped. “What should we do now? Do we dig out the seed directly?” He asked, ”Will it have a negative impact on Revealer Maha?” The empress said, “To be frank, I don’t know, but there’s always a price to pay. “Are you ready? I’m going to stab it!” “Stab it! Harder!” Empress Ghast built up momentum. Then, she roared and stabbed her sword into the huge seed. Poof! “Argh—”

As the Emperor came close ; Chelsea saw his face was working furiously , he looked nowhere jolly and the kind hearted Emperor she had known , instead his face was blotchy with purple spots making him look like a bad black current ice cream . " CLOVERS! " he roared and Chelsea along with her family had to take two steps back as spit was flying from the Emperor 's mouth as he spoke in fury " Clover! I thought I knew him - what I haven't done for that family ! Helped them run away away from Cannibals in war and settled them in here and this is what they returned to me ??,!"

Xisuthra pushed open the door and let the Emperor come in before he closed the door behind him. The Emperor took slow, staggering steps towards the bed where the princess lay. He saw his beautiful daughter lying lifeless and pale. "What happened?" he asked the maid, who had tears falling down her cheeks. "She just ate her lunch, and she began to vomit," Irkal said with his head bowed. "Poison," Xisuthra uttered without thinking. The Emperor threw a glance at him. "How can you think that?" he shouted. "Forgive me your worship," Xisuthra said, bowing his head.