Spicy Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

With a face as recognizable as mine, it was only a matter of time before someone spotted me. A former fan took a video of me performing at the bar and posted it online, even though photography wasn't allowed there. Once the clip got out, everything spiraled out of control. "Jean Swisher's Fake Death" blew up on social media overnight. People were tagging Conrad left and right, begging him to track me down. The fans who used to call us the perfect couple were suddenly desperate to reunite us, until the more reasonable crowd stepped in and shut it down. "Just do this for me, okay? You two should meet one last time! All these old memories are hitting me out of nowhere!"

“One life to secure Mandy’s future. Doesn’t sound like a bad trade, does it? “Come on, pretty racer, the cameras are all on you.” Mandy’s voice followed, tinged with excitement. “Thomas! The sponsor just gave the green light! “They said if Jane can drive blind for one minute, I can go straight into the team’s starting lineup!” Thomas immediately turned to me, his voice bubbling with excitement he couldn’t hide. “Did you hear that? “Go on! Give Mandy one last hand!” My heart sank completely. So that was it. From the start, I had been nothing but a stepping stone for them.

◇NO POV◇ Everything is going well in everyone's life but Aurthur is suffering a lot with viranica's mood swings everyone gets scared of Aurthur but her Aurthur is scared of viranica's mood swings sometimes she wants him to hold her more sometimes she pushes him away by saying he dont love her anymore he dont when to approach her or when to go away she asks spicy later shouts why he brought spicy food she wants ice cream but she asks why it is so sweet Aurthur literally wants to cry mentally for his sweet wife torture

She looked at Thomas very contemptuously and said disdainfully, “You’re asking me to eat less spicy food? My lovely Mr. Mayo, do you know where I am from?” Someone on the side explained, “Mr. Mayo, you may not know, but Mrs. Martin can take a lot of spicy food as she is from Astrus City.” Samantha had been eating spicy food since she was a child. She could have nothing for three meals a day, but she could not live without chili. She was a typical girl from Astrus City. Her body had adapted to spicy food a long time ago. Curry chicken at this level was nothing to Samantha.

she asked and Ariana chuckled, " I'm sorry it looks like I must have ordered the wrong thing, I had no idea that my friend here is kind of allergic to vegetables so I would like to change the order, " then she turned to Vincent. "you're such a funny young man. You should have told me about this before she left,x she said sarcastically before returning her attention to the waitress, "why don't you just give me something spicy like chicken or anything spicy though," she requested and the waitress smiled, "We have a new set of spicy collection of foods that will make your mouth water even from the moment you set your eyes on them," she said and Ariana chuckled,

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.

“Please? Just leave it on while you cook. You look adorable. Just do this for me, your husband. That’s all I’m asking.” I glared. He gave me those big pleading eyes. Damn it. I dropped my hands. “Whatever.” He beamed and settled onto a stool at the counter, chin in his hand, watching me like I was the most interesting thing in the world. I turned back to the fridge. Then it hit me….spicy pasta. He hated anything spicy. Perfect revenge. I’d make it so hot his tongue would fall off and he’d hate me for real. I grabbed tomatoes, garlic, chili flakes and started chopping. His eyes never left me. Not once. Every time I glanced over, he was still staring, a soft smile, like he was memorizing every

Stephan approached the table, his eyes still wary and pulled a chair for me. He settled into his seat then took off the cover of the dishes. His eyes snapped to mine in an instant. “You hate spicy food.” He said calmly, his face covered with more suspicion. “Are you trying to kill yourself and frame me?” Sweat flowed down my back and gathered into the band of my skirt. “I..I don't hate it..” “You said it gave you a really bad reaction and you've steered clear of it throughout your stay here.” Fuck! Fuck!

Sander, she would be able to tell that there was awkwardness and embarrassment in her friendly tone. Four of them sat at the table. There were bland foods that Xander liked. And there were also highly seasoned foods that Abigail liked. Especially the spicy chicken dish, the delicious smell of it alone made Abigail drool. But she still waited for Xander to start eating before she did. She took a piece of the spicy chicken and tasted it. It was very spicy and flavorful. It indeed had a taste of home. She then grabbed the communal fork to take a piece of the spicy chicken for Felix. She said, "Felix, I've never eaten such authentic spicy chicken in Florivera before this. Try it."