Stealth Health Cookbook Novels & Stories

He turns immediately. I rush back to where George is sitting, pull him up, lifting him with the little strength I have left, and hurry after the inn owner, who doesn't even bother to check if I am following. Now in the kitchen with George, both of us exchanging looks, while seven kitchen staff stand behind us, watching closely, waiting to see what miracle I am about to perform. Slowly, I unzip my bag and bring out my recipe book. The first page I open reveals a soup recipe titled "Enchanted Stew of Plenty."

Tonight, I'd cook for Theo, bring him here, and maybe we could talk without shouting or silence coming between us. I pulled out all the stops. I made juicy steak seasoned just the way he likes it, salmon drizzled with lemon and melted butter, and creamy seafood pasta with fresh shrimp and clams. For dessert, I carefully prepared his favorite creme brulee. The caramelized top was just right. I had even uncorked a bottle of red wine, specially bought from the wine shop in the establishment nearby the building Every single dish was something he loved. They were laid out with care for a candlelight dinner I'd been planning in my head all day.

The car shot forward. … “Coo-coo-coo…” Just as Harper’s nerves settled, a familiar metallic laughter echoed from the car’s audio system. It was… AI Doc! Sure enough, the childlike, mechanical voice filled the car. “Methods for nutritious meal preparation include stir-frying, roasting, steaming, braising, boiling, frying, and cold dishes. Balanced nutrition is crucial. Also, AI Doctor reminds Miss Harper that cannibalism is illegal, and Young Master is not lean meat—health and nutrition are uncertain…”

When Freya, Riley, and Adrian made their way to the dining table, they were stunned to see five soup variations! Kenneth named each one. “This is a cough suppressant stew, made with garlic, heavy with honey broth and chicken,” he said, referring to the first bowl. “The other one is bone broth with ginger, turmeric, kale, and lemon. It’s an immune system shotgun.” “We also have a ‘Throat Recovery Brew,’ a ‘Mood Booster Soup,’ and a soy-based, protein-rich, sweet enough to trick your brain into releasing dopamine,” he explained. “And over here, we have steamed silken tofu with soy-ginger sauce,” Kenneth said, pointing to the last plate.

She rolled her eyes at him and he laughed again. “But honestly, it's a mix of different herbs and spices that I found in my mum's old cookbook.” He answered. “I heard it is good for the health as well.” He added and Veronica smiled, grateful to him. “Wow. That means your mum knows how to cook really well.” She mentioned. He sighed, “Yes, she was a great cook.” Hearing this and realizing what Steve's statement meant, Veronica dropped her spoon and stopped eating. “Is she…?”

Blaise stood close enough that our shoulders met, his golden eyes bright and glowing, his hand finding the small of my back and holding steady. Michael cleared his throat. “Kitchen’s ready,” he announced, deadpan to cover his own emotion. “Brisket, grilled steak potatoes with herbs, potato salad, peas, rolls, honey cakes, pies and ice-cold milk.” Laughter broke the spell in the best way. People moved, practical magic taking over. Someone lifted the stroller out of the cargo area. Someone else brought a blanket with foxes on it that Beth claimed immediately. Alpha’s personal maid slipped a tiny knitted hat over Storm’s soft hair, the pom at the top bobbing like a brave little banner.

She glanced down at her cell to see she had a text from Steven. If you grip your cutlery any harder, you might cut yourself. Take it easy babe, please. Yell at me later. Just take it easy now. She let out a deep sigh and dug into her lobster. How could a billionaire have learned to cook so well? Even though she wasn't bad in the kitchen herself, Steven’s meals were always a straight ticket to meal heaven. “Babe, this is delicious.” She said, breaking the spell of silence in the room.