One Last Stop Spicy Novels & Stories

“Cause I didn't want to seem…yunno…to eager. So where can I drop this off for you? Your place of work?” Her voice dipped, low and sultry like it was last night, when she’d arched under me, begging me for more. I felt a sharp throb in my groin and I swallowed painfully. “Well, no. This place feels kind of stiff and restricted. I want us to meet somewhere you could watch me eat and we could freely laugh and talk.” “Sizzle Cafe, the one two blocks down from your work building.” I was already standing up and grabbing my car keys. “I'll be there in ten.”

Or every birthday, when he was always the first person to leave a present on my desk. So no, I'd never loved him without reason. But in my last life, that video consumed me. I spent every day distracted, bombed the entrance exams, and ended up at an ordinary state university in our city. Given another chance, I chose to leave them behind completely and study overseas. Paige Monroe walked over with her hands on her hips. "Seriously? Is all this necessary? It was one video, and it wasn't even real. Do you have any idea how long I had to beg Mason before he agreed? I practically talked myself hoarse."

She slid into the back seat. The car smelled of expensive leather and sandalwood. Dante's scent. She breathed it in, and for a moment, she felt something stir in her chest. Something she had not felt in five years. Something that felt dangerous and thrilling and completely unwelcome. The drive took forty-five minutes. They left the crowded streets of Abuja behind, moving into quieter neighborhoods, gated communities, roads lined with towering walls and iron gates. Finally, the car stopped in front of an estate so large it looked like a small town. A mansion of white stone and glass, surrounded by manicured gardens and fountains.

My phone started buzzing before I made it out of Adrian's driveway. At first, I thought he had come out of the shower and noticed I was gone. But when I pulled over at the end of the street, the notifications were all from the band group chat. Someone had posted a video from the label after-party. In it, Lily sat beside Adrian on the small stage at the back of the bar, holding my microphone with both hands. She was singing the harmony from The Last Firework, the part I had sung with Adrian for seven years.

“I’m going to die again.” “Yes, Host. This is your last chance, but since all your wishes except the first were made for others, you are granted a special permission—this final wish has no restrictions. The last wish would definitely come true, but you yourself would not be able to revive again.” The System hesitated for a long time before speaking. “Host, I suggest you consider wishing to go to another world and start a new life, or perhaps—” It rambled on, truly caring about me.

Lucy watched him closely, happy that he seemed to remember. ‎ ‎But at the second spot, she ordered for both of them: a local delicacy — spicy conch fritters with a heavy pepper sauce. “You used to eat three plates of this,” she teased. ‎ ‎Aiden ate to keep up the act. The food was extremely spicy, and within minutes, his stomach began turning. By the time they left the restaurant, he was sweating and feeling nauseous. He barely made it back to the car before he threw up on the side of the road.

Try harder next time. My knees gave up. Almost hit the floor crying with relief. "Thank you! Thank you for the review!" I bowed out like a maniac, stumbling backward and tripping my way out the office—because yeah, survival literally depended on it. Collapsed on my dented scooter, still panting, when the devil chimed back in. [NEW ORDER: One extra spicy, double garlic topping Tripas Tacos to Crimson Keep. ETA: 44 minutes.] I stared at the screen angrily and cursed it.

She wasn’t going to rush ahead and claim a man that wouldn’t even look her in the eye and tell her what the f*ck was wrong with him now. “ At least, the devil momos escaped from his tyranny, imagine eating a bland momo called a devil.” said Mike sipping on his cocktail “ There is a spicy dish in here?” asked Reyna as she sat up straight, why didn’t he say that before instead? Mike turned to look at her with a sly grin. “ You like spicy?” “ F*ck yes,” said Reyna, her eyes brimming with excitement. “ I love spicy, now where is it?”

Hearing that, she smiled involuntarily. He took her to the floor that served spicy dishes, handed the menu to her and let her order dishes. She liked spicy dishes, but the dishes she ordered were all light. After Skyler got the menu, he ordered some spicy dishes, such as spicy fish, spicy beef and spicy shrimp. When he handed the menu to the waiter, Skyler and Jocelyn said simultaneously. Skyler said, "The taste of the dishes should be hot!" Jocelyn said, "The taste of the dishes should be mild!"

I asks. “What happened next is that, hahahaah, sorry, it’s just so funny when I remember it. Uhm, hahaha so yeah, She protest in front of the director’s office without knowing that there is a meeting going on that time. All alone, she rally in front of the door” he said. What the… hahahahaha she did that? She just made herself embarrassed. “And you know what’s even funnier? She’s holding a huge Bluetooth speaker then she played the d******d voices of those who rally in Youtube as her background noise. So that it would look like there are a lot of people rallying in front of the director’s office,” he said.