Spicy Book Excerpts Novels & Stories

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.

Chapter Fourteen: What I Was Never Meant to See Camille’s POV My stomach twisted again. I pressed my hand against it and closed my eyes. The strange feeling had been coming and going since evening. It wasn’t pain exactly. It was more like a strong craving. Spicy food. My mouth suddenly filled with the taste of pepper in my imagination. I let out a small breath. “Maybe the baby wants something spicy…” I murmured softly. The maids had already prepared dinner earlier, but the smell of their food didn’t feel right to me tonight. Everything felt too plain.

Hi!!! Just wanted to pop in and say thank you for taking the time to read my work. This is the final book in my Unspoken Trilogy. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!! Book 1 - Unspoken Promises Book 2 - Unspoken Truths Book 3 - Unspoken Desires If you’re starting this novel without reading the previous books - you may get a little lost with all the characters and the fast paced events. ——————————- Chapter 1

Thick spit spilled from the corners of my mouth and ran down my neck as I choked around him. He kept pushing deeper until my nose pressed flush against his stomach. I couldn’t breathe. My hands clutched at his thighs but he held me there, grinding and rolling his hips so his cock stayed buried deep in my throat. The thick length pulsed against the tight walls as he groaned loudly above me. “Ahh…yes…” His voice was rough, almost strained. He kept me locked in place, nose against him, cock rolling deep in my throat while I gagged and struggled for air, spit pouring down my chin.

Come here," I said as I grabbed Freya's wrist and told her to sit beside me after I placed all our orders on the glass table. She looked hesitant but eventually started eating. I also took the first spoon from the dish that had been placed on my plate. As soon as the spicy food touched the tongue, it felt like fire immediately spread throughout the mouth. I tried to stay calm, holding back the burning spiciness, but honestly, this was way beyond my tolerance limit. Sweat started to trickle down my forehead, and I could feel the heat spreading to my stomach. However, I still tried to smile and continue eating, not wanting Freya to feel uncomfortable.

I hesitate, glancing at the angry runes still smoking faintly on his chest. "I'll be quick," I promise, pressing a fast kiss to his burning forehead. "Don't move. Please." I slip out of bed and hurry to the kitchen, my new heightened senses making everything feel overwhelming. The fridge light is too bright. The sound of my own footsteps echoes strangely. I crave spice. Plenty of heat. And meat. The juicy, soft kind, oozing with spice. Oh, I can almost taste it. My hands move on autopilot as I throw together the spiciest pasta I can manage with extra chilli flakes, chunks of sausage and beef, garlic, and a heavy drizzle of oil. The smell hits me like a drug, making my mouth water and my stom

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Her smile seemed so genuine, and I found myself wanting to trust her. With a sigh of resignation, I turned to the snack tray and grabbed a spring roll. I bit into it, savoring the combination of crisp dough and spicy filling. As I chewed, the taste exploded in my mouth, and I could feel the spices running down my chin. I grabbed a napkin and wiped my face, but the flavor lingered. I picked up my drink and took a sip, the sweet, fizzy liquid cutting through the heat of the spices. “This is amazing,” I muttered, unable to hide my delight. I hoped the food would never end, that I could stay here in this moment forever.

I ordered my favorites and our food arrived so fast. I was drooling over the smoking hot spicy stew on a bowl and scooped a spoonful. “Delicious,” I mumbled after tasting it. He also tried the soup but he couldn’t take it. It was too spicy for his tongue and he always mentioned that the burning sensation he got from eating spicy food was always excruciating. “How can you enjoy something like this, Bethany?” He asked in disbelief. “Because I love it and I am used to it,” I replied, then a few moments of silence followed. Then, he informed me that we would return to Claybourne because of my condition.

The plate packed to the brim with chilis looked exceptionally intimidating. The moment it entered his mouth, the spicy sensation instantly swept through his oral cavity! It felt as if a fine, scorching heat wrapped around the tip of his tongue. It was so spicy that fine sweat continuously broke out on the tip of his nose. He had to down two large cups of water back-to-back... just to get a bit of relief. Lucas looked at Luna's disheveled state, and his competitive spirit was instantly triggered! He immediately picked up several pieces of meat and swallowed them down in large gulps.