Spicy Scenarios Novels & Stories

Sophie admitted, jotting something down. I groaned, pinching the bridge of my nose. “You two are impossible.” “We’re thorough,” Fatima corrected, grinning. --- By lunchtime, my cravings had shifted again. This time, I wanted spaghetti. But not just any spaghetti—I needed it to be spicy. So spicy it could probably melt a hole in the wall. Jake, bless him, didn’t even question it as he helped me whip up a batch of extra-spicy marinara sauce. But when I sat down to eat, Sophie and Fatima were there, watching me like hawks.

The private room was set with two tables: one for Lulu, Pearl, and Dylan, and the other for Rafael and Carissa. Carissa took on the task of ordering the food. Holding the menu, she looked up at Rafael and asked, "Can you handle spicy food?" "I thrive on spice!" Rafael straightened up, taking the task of ordering very seriously. After enduring hardships on the battlefield for three years, he was eager to savor everything. More importantly, he knew that Carissa liked spicy food. "For the two of us, three dishes should be enough. Since I can handle spice too, let’s order all spicy dishes. However, Lulu and Pearl don’t like spicy food. Let’s order one spicy dish and three non-spicy ones for thei

Vincent's gaze darted around wittily, "since Doody will be cooking, I can't just eat anything. Otherwise, it'd be a waste of Doody's talent. "I want chili peppers, buffalo wings, tacos, pizza, and pasta, but make them spicy! As for dessert, I want apple crumble and cheesecake. That's all!" Julien was dumbfounded. He wondered if Vincent was joking about being "fine with anything"! Julien almost failed to continue putting up his fake smile. He secretly wished to curse at Vincent! As someone with a low spice tolerance, it would be torturous for him to cook spicy food! Julien said stiffly, "They're all very spicy. You're still young, so you shouldn't eat so much spicy food."

THE SPICES sipped on his tongue as he eat the noodles. He went to the restaurant together with his two friends for their late dinner. They were the only customers during that time. The sound of their slurping could be heard clearly from the whole restaurant since it was quiet. It was accompanied by clanging utensils. Noah even gasped for air while fanning his mouth with his right hand. He couldn't handle the spiciness even though he chose the lowest level. Vivian on the other hand was eating carefully the regular noodles not to spill the soup on her shirt. She still made little noises no matter how hard she controlled it. Yric had no problem with his fiery noodles, he kept on biting the thin

How was she supposed to know whether they were delicious or not? She took a bite of the crab meat. It tasted good. Their chef did a good job at it. Valery had eaten a lot, too. Pregnant women craved for spicy food the most. Zac had been building his immunity against spicy food. He placed a piece of spicy crab in his mouth and yet his face didn't change at all. He didn't gulp down cold water as usual. Seeing this, Hazel gave him a thumbs up. "Very good! Icy guy! You've made progress!"

“I'll order something.” I glanced through the menu indecisively and sighed. Even my favourite meal didn't make me excited like it used to. I turned to the waiter. “Just get me anything spicy.” He blinked. “Yeah, something spicy.” I needed something to distract me from this crazy thought. “How spicy?” “Spicy enough to make me cry..” Scott laughed softly. "That's crazy... Are you sure you're fine? Why would you want to cry?" "I'm fine." “Alright, Ms. Coming right up.” The waiter said.

They chatted some more and soon arrived at the restaurant. It had been a long time since Marietta had been back in Easton. Although she hadn't eaten any spicy food when she had been abroad, she still managed to handle spicy food pretty well. Caroline and Cheryl found the food so spicy that they downed glass after glass of cold water. On the other hand, Marietta seemed to be enjoying the food as if the spiciness was no big deal. She couldn't hold back her laughter when she saw Caroline and Cheryl in such a state. "So you two can't take anything spicy at all."

Why did they run here to have a small shabby household hot pot with people like her? Miranda felt a little embarrassed at the poor offerings. However, she had already spoken. So she could only bite the bullet and invite them to the dining table, adding two more pairs of chopsticks. "The soup base I bought is quite spicy, car you take spicy foods?" Miranda asked worriedly. "Yes," Isaiah Kenton answered. The Little boy also nodded. “Okay then...” Miranda brought the freshly washed ingredients over. Isaiah Kenton did not eat much, he was cooking most of the time. On the other hand, Brian loved spicy food as much as she did. He still kept eating despite sticking out his tongue due to the spicine