Spicy Novels & Stories

"Hello, has my order been started?" "Madam, your order is ready for delivery. It will arrive in about ten minutes," the waiter replied politely. "Please include some extra condiment packets," Melanie said nonchalantly. "Sure. May I ask what flavor you prefer?" "I love the spicy flavor. The insanely spicy one," Melanie pronounced each word decisively. "Alright. I'll add some extra chili oil for you," the waiter responded, slightly puzzled. After all, the dishes the lady ordered were light. Why would she want it to be insanely spicy?

Chris looked at Paige and said, "What do you want to eat? I'll have the kitchen make it for you." Paige thought for a moment. She did not know what she wanted to eat but had a strong desire for something specific. Tina smiled and asked, "Paige, are you craving something spicy?" "Spicy?" Tina nodded with a smile. "Yes, when I was pregnant with Mia, I especially liked spicy food." As superstition stated, spicy food for girls and sour foods for boys. Paige remained silent. “However, this time, I’m loving sour foods,” Tina continued.

Summer looked at each of us while eating her grilled cheese food. “Yeah..” Jane adjusted her seat. Then she drinks water. “And I remember you said that you eat spicy food that’s why we suggest you eat a spicy chorizo..” Candice entered after Jane uttered it, rolling her eyes. “But you vomited because you don’t like its taste, and besides it, it’s spicy. Right?” we suddenly laughed after Candice said that. “I thought you’re strong bitch? But you’re not!” Trisha uttered sarcastically. Summer just rolled her eyes at us and then give us a fierce look for a moment. We just laughed at what she was showi

The sudden urge to capture the droplet by languishly running her parched tongue across Jag's neck hit like a freight train and Camille suddenly found herself having to steady herself against the desk for a moment to compose herself. "Chilli." Camille stepped back from the desk with a smile once she felt composed enough to speak. "It's a good source of protein and fiber. Plus it has vegetables and cinnamon which is good for maintaining blood sugar levels." "It's a favourite amongst the men." Jag nodded as he approached the desk. "Us Draygonians are fond of…" "Spicy food." Camille finished eagerly. "And this is spicy." Jag raised

“You, what’s your comfort food.” “Aside from coffee?” he said and smiled. “I like spicy food, not just spicy but really hot.” And she immediately connected it to something that almost raised one of her eyebrows: spicy foods were known to be an aphrodisiac. So was it one of the reasons he liked sex so much? Then, she remembered her dream where he was sexually molesting her and she felt her face heating up like somebody, or Soren himself, had rubbed a Carolina Reaper on both her cheeks.

He ordered " Yes sir." Is he going to poison me or what? " Open." He put a spicy powder in my mouth I don't know what the heck it was but I could feel the burning sensation inside my mouth, it was so bad... Ahh... Tears were forming. I could feel the smoke coming out of my ears. I want this out. I hate spicy food! He grabbed my hair and asked me, " What is it?" " ch-chili powder." I said with a mouth stuffed with that thing, not wanting more trouble

It says not spicy in bright red marker! She then hands Jonny an identical container and when he drops the lid on the table, I don’t need to read that it says spicy because the smell of the hot pepper is overwhelming! She hands Meme a big white box because all she eats is some kind of rice. Stephany has a beef and broccoli combo and eats the whole thing, egg roll and all!

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

“Noted, Miss Olivia. Anything else?” I hesitated, then smiled a little, feeling oddly shy about the last part. “I, uh… I have a guilty pleasure for spicy food. Like really spicy. Especially Korean food. Tteokbokki, ramyeon, kimchi—if it burns, I’ll probably love it.” Her eyes lit up in surprise. “Ah! Very well, miss. I’ll inform the kitchen.” “Thank you,” I said, already climbing the stairs before she could add another polite question.

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.