The Book Spice Novels & Stories

I order spicy pasta with pepper soup and just water. Jonas wrinkles his face at my choice of food. "How do you digest so much spice lady Rosie?" I shrug. "Yeah." Amara says. "You only ever eat spicy food. Why?" "Every other thing just tastes like... Ash." "That's weird." Violet mumbles. "Anywho... Today's bill's on me!" "Why?" Jonas blurts out. "That's weirder than lady Rosie's love for spice." Her honey coloured eyes begins to twinkle and she tucks her hair behind her ear.

Even though it was not intentional, he couldn’t help but feel that it may have been a plot against him planned by his sisters and Blake. “The spice known as cayenne pepper is an abomination and should never be used.” The First Prince stated calmly, not wanting the spices to be sold. “As for the others, it’s passable for this prince’s taste.” “Brother, how could you say such a thing. Father, if you would allow, I would like to prepare a meal for you.” Beihe said, rising from her table and grabbing the spices off of the First Prince’s table. When the Emperor motioned for his daughter to proceed, the First Prince cried in his heart that his sister’s actions would bring the spices to the masses.

But somehow, Conrad got the wrong idea and thought I was the one getting married. Maybe the mix-up was fate's way of stepping in, but we really did need to talk. I was still in that pristine white lace dress, its layers of delicate petals softening my figure. For just a moment, something like awe flickered in Conrad's eyes. Neither of us said a word. "What brings you—" "Sorry, if this is awkward, I'll go—" We spoke over each other, then both fell silent. I bit back a laugh. Just like that, the tension between us dissolved.