The Strongest Chef In Another World Novels & Stories

I said trying to convince her. " Where's Adam now?" She asked. " He's cooking," I answered and she seemed less surprised. " I wouldn't be surprised he's able to cook when Todd happens to be the best chef titled," she muttered with a small smirk. " Best what!" I leaned in closer trying to grasp her words. " You heard me right, the best chef in the world, you don't get to tell anybody, not that you'll but I know you, you might slip," she rolled her eyes glimmering eyes at me.

As he got ready to shift and let his wolf take control, his chef entered bringing the plates of delicious fresh raw meat for his wolf to feast on tonight. “Thanks Anton,” Axel said to him, Anton was the only person that Axel trusted to handle his food without poisoning it. “My pleasure sire,” Anton replied walking over to place the last plate with a mountain of meat. But as he did, Axel found himself freezing as he smelt that scent again! What the hell he wondered! First it had been Cade, then Sam and now his own chef too! Dread filled him as he wondered if he was developing an attraction for men! As far as he knew he liked women very much. But that dang scent it was stirring something prima

“I’m an Alpha. I am the most powerful Alpha in the world. You can’t treat me like this, Keila.” ‘The most powerful Alpha in the world?’ Ina raised an eyebrow at Colin. ‘I thought that was Hun…’ ‘You can say it. The most powerful Alpha in the world is Hunter.’ I forced his name out. I couldn’t hide from my past anymore, not now it had followed me here. ‘Maybe he’s just trying to get her to back off.’

he asked when he was close enough to me. “It’s all delicious,” I said, running my tongue over my teeth. “Honestly. I’ve never had food this great. Who made it all?” “Thelma along with some other people. Gregory also helped. He’s the head chef of one of our restaurants.” My eyes bulged. “You have restaurants here?” “One,” he admitted. “But he’s great. We’re proud of it. Greg studied in the human world and came back here with all this new knowledge switched things up a bit.”

" He is one of us. The chef and I are both part of the werewolf world. I think he would love to meet the famous hybrid." Before I can ask him anything further he skips off. When he finally comes back, there is a guy walking beside him. I still haven't gotten used to the fact that everyone in the supernatural world knows who I am. "Hello, Mister Grayson. I am the chef. I am so sorry about my son. He sometimes speaks without thinking." "It completely fine. I sometimes forget that everyone knows me in our world."

'' Celia is a witch , Stella is fairy , Adam is Swordsman , Albert is spell caster '' the master said . '' What about that little girl ?'' asked Arthur . '' I am not a little girl , i am one hundred years old you fool , i can erase your existence from this world '' she shouted . '' Calm down , Noir is , her existence is closer to gods in this world she's the god , there's no magic or spell that she cannot use '' the master said . '' And what about you master ?'' asked Arthur . '' Me ? i am well a magician along with giants ability '' replied the master . '' She's the strongest here '' said Noir . '' Yes i have'nt been able to beat her yet '' said Adam .

the head chef called out to me, his tone laced with genuine respect, a stark contrast to the venomous, silent glares the weak and incredibly annoying Omegas were giving me from the corners of the room. It never ceased to amaze me how these lower-ranked creatures had the sheer audacity to look down on me, silently projecting their superiority as if they held some kind of high status, when in reality, they were at the very bottom of the food chain. "What do you need, sir?" the chef asked again, his polite inquiry drawing my drifting attention back to him. "Nothing. I was just planning to see what food I should cook for lunch today," I replied smoothly. As I spoke, my eyes covertly scanned the

I asked confused. Maria gave me a shocked look. "He's the greatest cook in the world. He's our main chef. He cooks for celebrity gatherings. He's so handsome. He's so hot. I heard he's even cousins with the big boss. You know the big boss right, Mr I__" She stopped mid way looking straight ahead with fear etched all over her face.

All the credit was being given to that particular scion. By the twentieth person, we had recruited all of them for their talent. When the first girl, Kelly was done with the food, I was surprised to notice that our elder was there. Although he did not get in front of the media, he was here. Elder Arthur or master Hans, as alpha calls him. He is one of the best cooks I have ever met. When he tasted the dishes that Kelly prepared, his eyes lit up. I and the alpha automatically knew that she was damn good. She will be our head chef from tomorrow onwards. A message from the alpha through mindlink.

Maverick was about to barf from the food, but being pressured by Carl, he ate a lot of it and even praised Carl. But was it truly delicious? Of course not! Carl had been doing a pretty good job at cooking, and Violet also ate some of the food. But he never made the omelet again. Maybe Whitney should persuade him to make another dish? "Daddy, what's your best dish? Tell me, and maybe I can give you some suggestions." Whitney walked in front of Carl and looked at him worriedly. Carl bent down and lifted her up in his arms. He said haughtily, "You don't have to worry about me, Whitney. My cooking is definitely the best in the world. If anyone says my cooking is bad, well, they're missing out."