Kitchen War Novels & Stories

Gabriella Montez is an ordinary omega blessed with the gift of healing through the knowledge of herbs and her culinary skills. After being wrongfully accused of theft, she escapes her pack and finds refuge in White Pack, applying for a position in the mansion of Alpha Waylen, who has been desperately seeking someone to replicate his mother’s cherished mushroom broth soup. Once she secures the job, Gabriella heads out to a club to celebrate with her friend, where a night of unexpected passion with a mysterious stranger leads to a steamy one-night stand. The morning after reveals a shocking twist: the seductive stranger is none other than Alpha Waylen himself. As Gabriella whips up hearty meals in his kitchen, and heals his soul in ways he didn’t know could be mended, she gradually melts her way into his heart. Yet, their blossoming romance is met with challenges, as different forces threaten to tear them apart, and Alpha Waylen harbors secrets that could jeopardize everything they’ve built together. Can the forbidden love between an Alpha and an omega endure the trials ahead? Will it flourish against all odds, or will it wither away like a neglected plant in a once-thriving garden?

WARNING Explicit stepmother/stepson incest (he calls her "Mom" while he's balls-deep) • Raw cheating on the husband/father • Rough degrading sex: choking, slapping, spitting, hair-pulling, "slut" talk • Bareback creampies, facials, swallowing • Almost-getting-caught adrenaline • Age-gap filth + forbidden obsession Arranged-marriage jealousy and heartbreaking goodbye sex This is NOT romance. This is pure, dripping, no-limits taboo erotica. About "Hooked on his Dick" One open door was all it took. Natasha walks in on her stepson Noah stroking the biggest cock she's ever seen and instead of walking out, her panties soak through. From that second, they're doomed. Secret quickies while Dad's downstairs. Kitchen counter pounding with the cake burning. One last soul shattering night on the eve of Liam's wedding to his old school crush. She knows it's wrong. He knows it's wrong. But every time he growls "Mom" and slams into her, wrong feels so fucking right. No hearts and flowers. No redemption arc. Just sweat, cum, guilt, and the kind of dirty, obsessive sex that leaves you shaking. If you want your taboo served raw, breathless, and unapologetic this one will ruin you in the best way.

I'm not who I thought I was. But what does it mean? Aurelia Drow has been a sickly omega her entire life, spending most of her time with the pack doctor and receiving "life-saving" treatments for her deadly illness. But by her seventeenth birthday, she loses her only friend and goes through the agony of her first shift, only for her wolf to be nowhere in sight. She felt the change, but her wolf was silent. Soon, the truth is revealed: Aurelia Drow is Aurelia Snow, the true daughter of Alpha and Luna Snow, leaders of Snow Pointe pack. Not only that, but she is destined to marry the Lycan king's second son, Killian Lucaris, the temperamental and volatile playboy prince. The truth of her illness, her treatments, and the tangled web of fate leave her with only one question: How will she survive?

Emory Chavére returned home to answer her Alpha's call, arriving at the very edge of a war threatening the survival of the wolves. The key to ending this conflict lies in fulfilling the prophecy of the goddess Aworyn, uniting the warring factions of Lycans and Wolves through a sacred marriage. Refusing to be a pawn in a senseless game, Emory chooses to flee. This decision, however, sets in motion a sequence of events that triggers the prophecy of the Last Hunter. On the eve of the Hunter's Moon, the original instigators of the war resurface. As the prophecy unravels, she finds herself caught in a web of discoveries, alliances, and betrayals. Now the future of all species hangs in the balance, and Emory's existence is inextricably linked to the outcome. Will Emory be able to end the centuries-old war between the gods and dragons, or will she be consumed by the chaos of the conflict? Only time will tell.

After a war between two kingdoms, that lasted thirteen years, princess Ayla is given to King Rhobart as a slave. She expects the worse but when she arrived in Nordmar, home of King Rhobart, Ayla is never treated as a slave. As time passes she transforms from a shy person to a person that keeps provoking the King with each step. Until she falls in love with him. But loving the King is not easy, because Ayla will soon learn that King Rhobart is a man haunted by his past. When the Orcs are on the verge of starting a war against all the kingdoms, Ayla will receive visions that will lead her to discover things she never knew about her. Will the Orcs win the war or will Ayla find a way to save the man she loves. And not only him, but the entire world.

Aria Stone swore she’d stay away from Thorne Xandros, her brother's best friend, even though she had had a crush on him for 26 years. Thorne Xandros was once her brother’s best friend before they became rivals, and their packs waged war against each other. Why? She didn’t know either, but she knew Thorne was the last person she should crave... except fate didn’t care about rules. She was about to be forced into a marriage with an old man because her brother was losing the war to Thorne and needed more allies. Aria met up with him to convince him to stop the war, and that is the moment the bond between them ignites, along with the realization that Thorne is her mate. Touching him could worsen the war. But not touching him could destroy her. She was willing to compromise until she discovered the reason why they had become rivals and the reason her brother waged a war against him. ######## “I burn for you, Aria Stone. It has always been only you,” Thorne said to me, his voice husky. Since I was a teenager until now when I was 26, I had always fantasized about the moment when Thorne would finally see me as a woman. “This… is wrong, Thorne. Alec will kill you. You’re his best friend," I managed to say, trying to look unaffected by his touch. “Ex-best friend. We are at war, remember?” He wrapped his hands around my waist and pulled me closer to him. Fuck, I couldn’t think straight anymore. “Tell me… Thorne. Why does Alec hate you all of a sudden? What brought about the war between our packs?” I asked him the question my brother Alec had been refusing to answer.

At 4:00 a.m., my husband, Rocco, gently shook me awake. His voice was a low murmur, . "Alessia, my love, could you do something for me?" But his next words shattered the illusion. "Scarlett is hungry. Go make her some seafood soup." Scarlett was our maid, and she was also Rocco's pregnant goomar. "I just had fresh seafood delivered. Get to the kitchen and make her a bowl of soup. Just for Falcone's heir." I refused, my voice cold. His anger flared in an instant. "Don't be so unreasonable, Alessia." "Is it really so hard for you to make some soup?" I shook my head, silent. He stroked my cheek, a patronizing smile playing on his lips. "Fine, Alessia. So you've learned to defy me now." "Think carefully, Alessia. Do you really want to keep your place as a Falcone?" "And your position as the family's lawyer? Think about whether you still want these… then give me your answer." Seeing the arrogance in Rocco's eyes, the last ember of love I had for this man died. I took out my phone and dialed a number I hadn't called in a long time. "I want out of the Falcone family."

He calls himself my guardian. But I want him to call me a good girl. I moved in after my mother died. He opened the door — broad chest, deep voice, eyes that stalled when they dropped to my tits. He tried to be decent. Tried to be safe. But I’ve been wet for him since day one. He’s twice my age. Raised my half-sister. Taught her to say “Dad” like it was gospel. But I know what she really wants. I see the way she watches him. The way she watches me when I bend over the kitchen counter, tank top riding up, no bra in sight. This house is full of secrets, soaked sheets, and girls who know better. He pretends not to want it. She pretends she’s not touching herself at night. And me? I leave the door open and let them both fall apart. Because I don’t want to be loved. I want to be used. Ruined. Claimed in every room until they forget who’s the daughter, who’s the guest, and who’s in charge. He raised her. He took me in. But — who’s he going to fuck first?

The notice of my mother's layoff sat on the kitchen table. Rent was due in three days. My younger brother's tutoring fees were already two weeks late. And my little sister, Stephanie, clutched her acceptance letter to the local public arts high school like she'd done something wrong. None of this would be happening if it weren't for me. My illness had taken everything our family had saved. I stayed in my room, leaning against the door, wanting to tell them I'd drop out of treatment—but I couldn't bring myself to open it. "Why did he have to fall sick?" My mother was crying, her voice low and tight, like the words were being forced out of her. "If it were just you both, Stephanie and Jamie, we'd be fine by now." "Mom, please don't say that." My brother and sister held her, barely holding back their own tears. "He's a burden… but he's still my son." Her voice cracked. "I just… I can't do this anymore…" I stepped back and sank into my chair. It wasn't an accusation. It was a verdict.

Laura Valerie Alexander; A woman who is initially afraid will of blood, is forced into the mafia world when she witnesses her father and mother being killed by the head of the Italian Mafia. Laura who was taken away by her father's confidant when the war happens. Able to create a Mafia group and raise the war flag on the Mendrick family when he has succeeded in becoming the head of the Mafia. When the war drums have been beaten and when the plans have begun. Laura never thought. That she will enter into the life of a man who can put her in a dilemma between choosing love and revenge. The man was the son of the head of the Italian Mafia. Alfred Zeroun Mendrick; the little boy that Damian had brought with him when he killed Laura's father and mother.