Lisa's Soul Food Novels & Stories

“WELL, WELL, WELL—I'M GOING TO BE CHOOSING THE BEST COUPLE FOR TONIGHT’S SHOW TO COME GIVE US SOME SMOOOOTH MOVES.” This. This is what life outside Michael’s world feels like. I feel like I’ve been in chains for years. Even though I’m not completely free yet, nothing compares to this sense of liberation. “I SEE THEM! EVERYONE, MAKE WAY FOR THE MOST BEAUTIFUL DAMSEL IN L.A, THE LADY IN THE SHINY RED DRESS AND HER MAN IN A BLACK SUIT!!!” I turned around in search of the couple, but immediately froze the moment the light dropped on us.

Lisa felt nervous from his stare and asked holding her dress, “Is there something wrong.?” Augustus cleared his throat and said, “You.. you look nice..” She blushed and said, “Thank you, need help.?” She tried to change the topic. Augustus nodded and said, “Can you put those dishes on the table.?” “Sure.” Lisa said with a smile and put those dishes on the table. Soon, the table was filled with dishes, chicken soup, steak, rice, fried vegetables and homemade bread buns. By looking at dishes. Lisa’s stomach growled in hunger. After all, she ate last night with her brother to celebrate her birthday, which now totally turned into a nightmare.

It was eight at night when Lisa finally woke up, the pangs of hunger could not let her have any meaningful sleep. She got up from the couch and found grandmother and Elise busy chatting with each other. She headed for the bathroom and cleaned her face with the cold water, after which she felt sanity return to her. In the room Elise just ordered for fried chicken with rice and vegetables for Lisa, she could tell that she was hungry. Lisa who was making her way back into the room was attacked by the delicious aroma that her stomach immediately growled. Lisa covered her stomach in embarrassment but grandmother quickly ushered her in and gave her the food. Lisa didn't say anything but immediatel

“Okay, fine, I’ll stop. Anyway, I came here to gist you small before heading to the market. I want to buy some ingredients for local dishes.” Faith raised a brow. “Local dishes? Are you craving something?” Lisa smiled. “Not really. My godfather is coming back tomorrow, and I want to make a special meal for him, his favourite.” Faith’s eyes widened slightly. “Ah, that’s so sweet. You’re really a good goddaughter, always looking out for him.” Lisa nodded fondly. “He deserves it, Faith. That man has been like a father to me always caring, always checking up on me. I’m truly grateful for him.”

Lisa decided to prepare a traditional South African dinner and headed to the kitchen to inform the chef. She chose to make vetkoek with mince and, for dessert, malva pudding. At dinner, Alessandro remained quiet while Lisa and Sophia chatted about the pregnancy. Gabriele eventually joined in. “This was very delicious, Lisa; you are a great cook,” Gabriele said warmly. “Thank you,” Lisa replied with a smile. Rising, she added, “I made some dessert. I’ll bring it now.” She carried the plates to the kitchen, set them in the sink, and returned with the dessert. Everyone enjoyed it so much they hummed with each bite.

It was filled with polished people, soft music, and the aroma of expensive champagne wafting in the air. Lisa greeted us at the entrance, her face lighting up like she had won a million dollar lottery as she saw me. She was in a stunning silk silver dress that hugged her figure, with expensive white pearls around her neck, but it wasn't until she leaned in to hug me that I noticed something; it was barely visible, but I noticed a small tattoo. The curved legs of a spider. "Zahra, my darling! You came!" Lisa squealed, her voice laced with sweetness. She turned her gaze to Dashiell, giving him a quick glance before looking at me. "And of course, you brought the charming Godfather with you. I'm

Tesa slowly lowered her phone. But her mind wouldn’t settle. The name echoed in her head. Lisa. It felt familiar. Yet distant. Like a forgotten dream. She searched her memories again. Nothing. “I don’t know anyone called Lisa…” she whispered. Still, her chest felt strangely heavy. “What is Tesa even talking about…? Does she really not remember me?” Lisa whispered to herself as she walked down the street. Her head still felt foggy. The last clear memory she had was the hotel. Then… darkness.

lisa asked not really knowing any drinks they might have except wine and she was sick of it. “A mermaid cocktail is my favourite.” She said smiling. “Then I’ll go with that too.” lisa replied. In a moment they had two glasses filled with vivid blue and slightly steaming drinks. Lisa viewed it with suspicion. “Trust me.” Indi said and took a big sip of hers. Lisa took a deep breath before trying hers. It was definitely better than she expected, she thought, but also incredibly sweet. “What about Nela and Mira? Should we get them something?” lisa asked.

The snake said as she slithers around me. "I can't be yours. You know that very well. I love someone else." I said. "Hahahaha. Who said I ever wanted that foolish mortal feeling? No. I want you to belong to me." The snake said. "Don't let her Lucif." Diana said, almost out of breath. I could tell there she has been making Diana suffer. "Lucif. It's not worth it. Don't do as she asks you to do." Linda said, crying. "You two are not even aware of what I am capable of. After I kill the both of you then your soul won't go anywhere. It will remain chained here with me." The snake said.

I couldn’t bring myself to imagine how many times Madeline had walked those dark roads alone, through such bitter winters. How had she managed to endure it all? My mother-in-law seemed uninterested in continuing the conversation. She brought out a bowl of stew from the kitchen—cold and thin so as to lack any form of nutrition for a growing teenager. There was barely any meat as if it had deliberately been picked out. My stomach turned in disgust, especially since I had just noticed freshly fried chicken sitting on the dining table when I came in. “I want some fried chicken, Grandma,” I said, forcing myself to keep my tone calm.