Novel & Cerita Spicy Book Excerpts

Even a simple question was loaded with a tone of irony and extreme arrogance. "Yes, why the surprise? "It's a haute cuisine dish," Sloane pointed out. ""Yes, and if anyone deserves to eat well, it's me," Izzy shrugged, ticking off the list of ingredients she would need, making me laugh. "Eggs Benedict for breakfast, right? "I teased her. "Exactly, Bergqvist "Izzy winked at me. I heard some whispers around us, but I couldn't have cared less. I was tired of pretending not to be crazy about that woman.

“And here we are, drinking like teenagers hiding from our parents.” Maximus snorted. “Better than being shot on the Strip.” I shrugged. “Barely.” Gabriella and Lessia walked in with takeout bags like angels delivering salvation. The place instantly smelled of garlic and heaven. “About time,” I said, standing. “I was two seconds away from chewing on Max’s shoe.” “You’d do it too,” Vincent muttered, already ripping open a container of fettuccine. Gabriella rolled her eyes. “Maybe say thank you before stuffing your face.”

I could die in peace now. I slouched back with a delighted sigh, rubbing my stomach happily. Is this what it feels like to be deliciously happy? I'd always loved spicy food but never had the privilege. No one seems to enjoy it around here so I tried not to ask because I didn't want to seem selfish. I'd found my new restaurant. "You know, I hated food that had too much spice or pepper," Grandma suddenly started. I looked at her, tearing my droopy eyes from the white ceiling. She had a faraway look in her eyes and a bright, warm smile on her face. The kind of smile Brie and Taffy had on when talking about their mates.

Did she see desire flickering in his eyes before she escaped? She chided herself for her momentary lapse. From now on, she would avoid touching him! Taking out a book from her handbag, she sat down to read it. Sienna had recommended the book to her but she hadn’t found the time to read it yet. However, her mind could hardly follow a word. It went back to her embarrassing interaction with Christian. What he might think about her? She dozed off to sleep, tired of her struggles since she woke up this morning.

Elena’s POV I was curled up on the comfortable outdoor sofa on the deck, completely lost in my book. The afternoon sun was warm on my skin, and a gentle breeze carried the fresh scent of the lake. This was one of my favorite spicy romance novels — the kind where the cold, powerful hero finally breaks down and confesses his undying love in the middle of a storm. I was smiling like a fool, biting my lower lip as I turned the page, my heart racing with the characters.

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"I’m not reading this part out loud," Vincenzo muttered, glaring at the glossy, pastel-covered book in his hand as if it had personally offended him. Noel burst into laughter from where his head was nestled in Vincenzo’s lap. "Why not? You're the one who said you wanted to read something light and spicy. Don’t back out now." Vincenzo shifted uncomfortably, flipping the book closed between two fingers. “This spicy reads like a damn oven fire. And why is there so much... moaning?”

I could handle a lot of things, and spicy food wasn’t one of them. Just then, Owen leaned back in his chair and said, “One more bowl.” Tessa giggled, her voice a soft melody that made my stomach rumble harder than the spicy chili already had. “You always liked it this spicy, huh?” He gave her a smile, like the two of them were sharing some secret history together. Meanwhile, I sat there with my tongue burning and my lungs begging for mercy. Fuck this trait of not being able to eat spicy food! But as Owen’s face tipped toward me, I couldn’t help it.

Ch-1 --------------------- [Father discovers that his neglected wife has found solace with her hunky son; while he is given cold shoulder, son is treated to cornucopia of delights.] [ALERT: one of the delights is eating a meal served on his mother's perfect body; some might object to this type of erotic dining, especially the location of dipping sauce; please turn to another story; thank you] *

Her hands must have been buried in heaps of fresh cilantro recently because after just those few moments of touching this book, she’d transferred the scent to it. Santiago suddenly remembered that he was standing on the sidewalk in front of the bookstore. He wondered if he looked insane standing in public and salivating over the smell of a book. So, he quickly made his way back to the car to wait for Tenny to return. In the sweltering heat of the car’s interior, the scent of Gabbi Connor intensified. He buried his nose in the book and inhaled deeply. He felt his cock harden immediately.