Spicy Quotes From Books Novels & Stories

Karma would be the best word to describe the situation. However, I was quite good at reading people. I had read Cecilia correctly. “Let’s eat out tonight,” Sophie said. “Alright, I want something non-spicy. My mom said that spicy food isn’t good for the babies.” “Well, even though it’s not scientifically proven, your motherly love has touched me. Let’s do that.”

Terrence told me to eat the dish slowly. "You can choke if you eat spicy food like that," Terrence said. "I'm just too enthusiastic to try this dish," I replied. "It's so delicious, and you know the soup is spicy and makes my tongue numb instantly." "Isn't that good? You like it, don't you?" Terrence asked me then. I smiled and nodded. "I like it." "Thank goodness. But you said that it was spicy? I have already been reminded that I don't have stomach pain medicine." Terrence warned me once more.

The symphony of flavors dances upon her taste buds, transcending her into a world of pure bliss. Not one to shy away from bold flavors, Beatrice steers her breakfast adventure towards The Spicy Shack, a hidden gem renowned for its fiery morning delights. With a daring spirit, she orders a plate of huevos rancheros, adorned with zesty salsa and a sprinkle of fiery jalapeños. As the heat builds in her mouth, a twinkle of satisfaction lights up her eyes, knowing she has conquered yet another culinary challenge.

"That sent a shiver down my spine. I think the spiced meat last time made me forget about your poor taste in foods." "Speaking of which, have you recovered?" "Adequately." Her lids lowered for a moment, and she swallowed, feeling her body relax into the mattress. "I plan to get better. A little practise, and I'd be drinking hot sauce out of the bottle." "Practice?" "Mmhmm. I wouldn't let anyone best me when it comes to spicy food. I used to be good at eating those. So, I'll ease myself into it and then take it a step further."

"Don't put too much chili. I don't like spicy food." He said when seeing her put something red into the pan. Leo walked to stand behind the slender figure. Put his chin above her shoulder to look into the pan. It contained colorful vegetables, green, red, yellow, orange. It looked very nice and smelled delicious. "Do you know that chili is good for health?" She turned to asked which made her cheek touched his tall nose as he intended to smell her skin to compare to the food which one was more edible. "If it's too spicy it burns my tongue and I can't taste the food. When you can't taste the food, you don't enjoy it."

She cleared her throat, over-enunciating as though performing Shakespeare at the Globe Theatre. “Love isn’t patient, love isn’t kind… it’s fire, and it burns everything it touches.” She looked at me expectantly, starry-eyed. I wanted to slide under the table and melt into the floor. Was this real life? Was I being forced to quote my own tortured prose like a trained parrot? “Um.” My voice cracked. “Yes, that… that does sound like something I wrote.” “It is!” another boy shouted. “Page two seventy-three, right after the betrayal scene! I highlighted it!”

I slumped in my chair, feeling like life itself had betrayed me. “Nothing special. A firepop,” Caius said with a shrug. “Made from pepper juice.” His grin widened. “You, my dear, just got smacked with pure capsicum.” “Capsi...what?” I groaned, glaring. Caius tapped my chin with the stick of the lollipop. “Spicy science, sweetheart.” Alex rolled his eyes and muttered under his breath, “You two are exhausting.” But when Caius smirked and I groaned dramatically again, his mouth almost...almost twitched toward a smile.

"Just call me when you need help" "Sure" I smirk puffing out smoke from my cigarette *Guys any message for the author of this book?"

Marilyn smiled, "I didn't know Mr. Lowe also likes spicy food." Marilyn's lips were as red as the rose because of the chili. Her beautiful eyes flickered with an indescribable charm. She moved Malcolm's heartstrings. Malcolm forced a smile and said, "The spicy food goes viral online. Many people post their recipes. Everyone loves spicy food." "Damn it, it was too spicy. I don't like it at all!" Malcolm screamed in his mind. He only ate fancy lobsters. Their meat was juicy and delicious. The cook would season the lobster properly and he could calmly enjoy the beautiful taste.

Nikita and I take up our bowls and sit just back from the fire where the older lady works. ‘Oh my goodness.’ She wasn’t joking when she said the food was spicy, My nose instantly starts to run from the liquid fire that works its way down my oesophagus and manage to choke hysterically on nothing. ‘Its hot soup.’ Yolande calls over her shoulder in amusement. ‘I Don’t think blowing it is going to help.’ Nikita laughs and Yolande joins with her loud, abrasive laugh. ‘Hot from the pepper.’ Her eyes stream with tears while mine and Nikita’s stream from the extreme spiciness of the food in our laps. I follow Yolande’s line of vision and notice the huge pile of scotch bonnet peppers on the table in