Y/N wanted to text her best friend but accidentally texted the wrong number, when she finds out who it is she is shocked but they become good friends and possibly more...

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18 New International Version (NIV)
16 Rejoice always, 17 pray continually, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus. 

In life, surviving is frightening. In ancient Europe, without the letter of broken relationships leads to a different story. How can people deal with depression, schizophrenia or illness ? Love is complicated to explain. Please pray for those who are suffering. Yet, the light of hope, faith and love.
Revenge is not the best answer.

AURA MASTERS, a land in which Aura Masters thrive and compete with each other to the race to become the strongest of them all.
One day, Greg on his way to home after peddling his home-cooked Dumplings gets stuck between a Dimensional Drift and gets swapped on a land surrounded by Mythical trees and dangerous Beasts.

It was six days after the food truck mission and the three-star meal ended. No missions were given after that. Since they worked hard in the truck for a week, they might have given them a break, or maybe the judges were just busy.

There were no missions, but an episode aired on TV. The 7th episode. The team mission at the time was shown. It was the one where Kaya and Jacob formed their own teams and Jacob messed up. Also…

Cho Min Joon looked behind him. Peter was looking at his phone with his butt against the cooking station. He had no other choice. It was Kaya and Peter who were mentioned the most after the broadcast. Martin was a pro. He wasn't the type to edit Peter's parts out just because he felt bad.

All the things Peter said were broadcasted. Despite the fact that he was now more mentally mature, it was too much to just ignore. He made personal attacks after all. Cho Min Joon understood Peter. He knew that he was less mature and didn't have many good human experiences, so he had a hard time controlling himself.

But the public didn't know that, and even if they did, they wouldn't have cared. All they heard was what he said on TV. Peter became a villain, and many people expressed their rage and demanded he pay the price.

Some people were suspicious. Although his words were harsh, they wondered if Kaya might have started it, but Kaya couldn't completely cover up Peter's wrongdoing. After all, he even burned the Tandoori chicken after that… So people had no choice but to feel angry. Cho Min Joon sighed as he said,

"… Don't read the comments."

But Peter couldn't hear him. There was no way he could. Kaya couldn't either, and even if he tried not to, he would eventually get back on the internet without realizing it.

Compared to him, Cho Min Joon was better off. To be more exact, his love line was more conveyed than his abilities, but after his perfect palate was revealed, things turned around. Everyone started to think that there must have been a reason for everything he did. The foreign aspect of being Asian became wings for Cho Min Joon. People thought that Cho Min Joon was a genius that was out of their realm.

And to be honest, he didn't hate that. It was a little burdensome, but it also made him excited and smile. People liked him. People who he didn't even know anticipated his next big thing. That was a fascinating thing for him.

"We're going to start filming! Please put your phones away!"

The staff's voice rang through the house. Peter immediately put his phone in his pocket. Not long afterward, the judges entered. As usual, they said a few words to hype them up before Joseph spoke in a calm voice, "You'll see a box on your cooking station. When I count to three, please open the lid. One, two, three!"

The lids all opened at the same time. Some sighed of relief while others frowned. Cho Min Joon was the latter. Inside was a large piece of meat. To be more exact, a piece of meat and bone.

A t-bone. It was a part that also had sirloin and tenderloin attached. Joseph spoke in a serious voice, "The t-bone isn't the most delicious part of a steak. That all depends on the person, but I can say this for sure. The t-bone steak is the hardest to make. If you cook it all at the same temperature, the sirloin will cook faster than the tenderloin, but we want all of the parts to be cooked equally.

Everybody sighed. This mission was all about technique. If they made one mistake, it was over. But what Joseph said next gave them some relief, "But don't be too nervous. This mission is just a warm-up, but 1st place will get a prize. You'll be exempted from disqualification in the next mission."

In response, the contestants' eyes sparkled. Cho Min Joon sighed out of relief. It wasn't enough to go after 1st place. In Korea, it wasn't easy finding t-bone. Most meat shops just sold sirloin and tenderloin separately. They rarely sold t-bone. It was hard to find at large supermarkets as well.

So he didn't have much experience with it. When he looked at the meat, it was less than 2 centimeters thick. It wasn't thin, but it wasn't thick either. When it came to steaks, the thicker ones were easier to cook.

It was inevitable. The thinner it was, the less time they had to keep it over the fire. It was common to just sear the outer region and then end up overcooking the inside.

"You won't use a separate sauce for it. Just use salt and pepper. Remember, the most important part is to cook all of the regions equally, and flavor is important, too. You may begin! You have 10 minutes."

Cho Min Joon immediately turned around. There was no particular method of cooking t-bone, it was all about experience. When steak houses hired chefs, they usually evaluated them based on how they cooked t-bone, so that made him realize how difficult this was.

It wasn't hard to get the right flavor. All he had to do was overlook the part of making it cook equally. The sirloin would be medium while the tenderloin would be medium-rare. Some customers liked to enjoy the differences in those two parts.

But there were those who wanted both parts to be cooked the same. The perfect chef was able to provide customers with both types of t-bone.

What he had to focus on now was the cooking method. When he looked around, Kaya was getting a grate. He saw something that he couldn't understand. Peter was heating up the oven. Allan must have wondered the same thing because he approached Peter himself.

"… How do you plan on cooking it?"

"After cooking it in the oven, I'm going to sear the outer side on a pan and then rest it."

"Do you think you can control how the oven cooks it on both sides?"

"As long as I just place the tenderloin part on the pan first and cook it a little more, it should be fine.

"I'm not sure. Let's keep an eye on it."

Peter's face grew dark. He thought there was potential, but Allan's remark made his confidence go down, but he couldn't change his plans just because of one remark.

Most of the contestants were seasoning the meat. 5 minutes passed. As soon as 5 minutes passed, the contestants began to move faster.

Cho Min Joon put some pepper and salt on his. He then put it on top of a greased pan. As it made a refreshing cooking sound, Allan asked, "Do you have experience cooking t-bone?"

"No, not really."

"Focus on the range of the fire that touches the pan. That'll help you a great deal."

He was intending to do that anyway, but Cho Min Joon just smiled. There was no need to respond sharply to an intention to help.

Like Allan said, controlling the heat was key. Cho Min Joon tilted the pan and put the tenderloin where the fire was the hottest, but it couldn't be too different in temperature either. Then the tenderloin could end up more overcooked than the sirloin.

All chefs gave different tips regarding how to cook steak. Some said one could flip it more than twice while others said to fillip it every 30 seconds to a minute. Cho Min Joon flipped it every minute. When he did it that way, the juices gathered in the middle making the meat nice and juicy.

Rather than who was right and who was wrong, it all depended on the person. Cho Min Joon checked the time as he flipped the steak. He didn't use any arosser methods. It would only distract him, and the added oil could make the meat cook differently, and Cho Min Joon wasn't so skilled that he could calculate what the additional oil would do to the meat.

The predicted score was 6. It couldn't have been better. He cooked it without any sauce, so the score couldn't have been higher.

What Cho Min Joon wanted was medium. After flipping it three times, he put the meat on top of a paper towel. As long as he waited a minute for the juices to come back… He was certain that both sides would be cooked well.

The buzzer rang. The 12 contestants took their hands off of their plates, but Cho Min Joon stared at his. The cooking score of the t-bone steak after resting was 6. It was as the recipe predicted.

The judges called the contestants up one by one. They cut into the sirloin and then the tenderloin. If they were cooked differently, they didn't even taste it. That was the case for Peter.

"I asked you if you could do it well. Look at this."

Allan showed the cut meat to Peter. One side was medium and the other side was rare, and the rare part still had blood in it. Emily sighed.

"I know this isn't a disqualification round, but this is too much. You can't experiment with food like this."

"… I apologize."

Peter responded with a pale face. He was already pressured because of the negative comments online. They didn't know what else to say to that face. They sent Peter back and called up the next contestant. It was Anderson's turn. Joseph cut into both sides and smiled.

"Both sides are medium well-done. They're not burnt either. You cooked it perfectly. I'm impressed, Anderson. You haven't been able to show off your full potential until now. I feel like you've returned."

"Thank you."

Anderson answered without a smile. It was too early to be happy. He wasn't the 1st place yet. They praised him after tasting it. All the contestants commented that the medium-rare steak was nice and moist.

Cho Min Joon understood that evaluation. After all, Anderson's steak showed up as 7 points. The fact that he achieved that score with just salt and pepper meant that he would have reached 8 points with proper sauce.

Next up was Cho Min Joon. He carried his plate with confidence. As soon as Emily cut into the meat, she nodded.

"Medium. It's equal throughout. There's a slight difference… but I don't think any customer would complain about this. You haven't cooked t-bone before, have you?"

"No, ma'am."

"Then this is impressive. And the texture… Hm. It's not bad, and it's juicy, too. Good work."

Compared to Anderson's praise, Cho Min Joon's was a step down. He felt a little disappointed, but he had no choice. Experience meant a great deal when it came to cooking.

The last contestant to be evaluated was Kaya. She carried her plate to the front. Joseph looked at the plate with great interest.

"You're the only one who cooked it on a grate, Kaya. Are you confident in your job?"

"My top skill is using fire. If I didn't cook, I might have become an arsonist."

"I'll take your word on that."

Joseph cut the meat with soft hands. Kaya was right. Medium. The meat was perfectly cooked to look pink inside, both the sirloin and tenderloin. Joseph slowly put it into his mouth.

When Joseph took his first bite, his face was bright, but as he took his second and third bites, his face turned strange. Same with the other judges. Kaya looked at the judges with anxiousness.

"You cooked it well. But Kaya, I think you forgot something. When you cooked the meat, did you cook the outside first before you cooked the inside?"

In response, Kaya looked surprised. She was so busy cooking the sirloin and tenderloin at the same time that she forgot to cook the outside in order to contain the juices. Cho Min Joon just stared at Kaya. Unfortunately, her steak was a 5. It was understandable. There was plenty of fire flavor, but there wasn't much juice.

'I didn't know Kaya can screw up like that.'

Besides fighting with team members because of her personality, this was the first time he saw her mess up. Joseph spoke in a caring voice, "You seem to know where you messed up. That's okay, Kaya. All chefs make mistakes. Please go back."

"… Yes, Sir."

Kaya walked back with a sad look on her face. It was clear who took the 1st place. There were a few contestants who cooked it equally, but there was only one person who did it perfectly—Anderson. Cho Min Joon glanced at him. He tended to be consistent in his output, but the more he watched, the more impressive he got. He lost to Kaya and took 2nd place, but that meant he would've won if she wasn't there.

"We've chosen who came in 1st place. It was unanimous. Anderson, congratulations! You're excluded from the next disqualification round. Please go up to the 2nd floor!"

"Thank you."

Anderson answered calmly and began walking. While the other contestants stared with jealousy, Allan said, "Then let us announce our next mission. Some of you might not like this one."

Allan then glanced over at Cho Min Joon. Cho Min Joon twitched his eyes. He felt anxious. Allan continued in a calm manner, "This mission… is a dessert."

Because of his love for cooking, he had thrown away his career as a teacher and had become a chef.
But despite his desires, his lack of cooking skills was the harsh truth he had to face.
But when he reached the age of 30, he had been sent back 7 years back into the past.
Another chance.

The blue crystal master. Trisha, the heart master, told her many times he was her fate, that he was her destiny - the only person who would survive her every touch. She pondered on the idea, asking herself, 'Could it be him?'
"Miss, I - just want to know your name," said the man before her.
She was still in a daze, unable to revert at his advances. She took a step closer and studied his angular face. He had a pair of deep-seated eyes, shaded in sky blue, with long lashes and thick brows. His dark blonde hair was cut short while his chin up to his jaws had grown a quarter of an inch of beard.
He had a slender and pointed nose that barely flared even as he reacted to her earlier avoidance.
"Miss," the man said. "How about I treat you for lunch?"
It was because of her curiosity that Amanda reluctantly agreed and took the seat on the other side of the table.
As she continued to study him, she realized how thin his lips were, and how slightly pale they were. The same could be said with his skin. If not for her godly powers, hearing perfectly the beating of his heart, he would remind her of twilight's Edward Cullen, a vampire. His skin was so fair, it looked like he had not had any sun in years.
"What would you like to have?" He asked while smiling at her.
She turned to Tracy and saw the baffled look on her face. Her friend knew too well it was not like her to accept a stranger's invitation. She said, "It's okay, Tracy… I'll take my lunch with him… Can I have a tuna sandwich and orange juice, please?"
"Okay, if you say so," said Tracy as she walked towards the table and took Amanda's order slip. Turning to the unknown man, she said, "Your orders will be ready in twenty minutes."
"Oh, and.. I want my steak medium-rare," added the man.
"Sure thing!" Tracy confirmed with a smile before disappearing to the kitchen.
Amanda remained staring at him. She asked herself, 'If he is the blue crystal master, how come I am not sensing it? I should be able to feel the power within, just like the others.'
She thought perhaps a better concentration would do the trick. She recognized she required to touch him again and let the crystal do a better assessment. She needed to be sure… She needed to know if he was the blue crystal master.
"I know I'm handsome but you don't need to keep looking at me like that," the man said, obviously giving a tease.
Hearing his incorrect assumption, she looked away, saying nothing, merely looking through the glass window.
"My name is Christopher. Christopher Towns," he introduced himself.
Amanda's eyes narrowed at him, doubting his last name. "Towns? Seriously?"
He smiled again and looked down at the table where his fingers were locked together. He gazed back at her green eyes and answered, "Towns. Yes, unfortunately, that is really our last name… You can call me Chris for short."
"And... you are Amanda!" He said, pointing out her nameplate.
"Can I ask you a favor, Chris?" She asked straight away, ignoring the fact he found out her name. Amanda had to get it over and done with.
"Anything!" responded Christopher.
"Can I - can I hold your hand?" She asked.
Christopher's earlier smile turned into a smirk. He then extended his hand to her and said, "My pleasure to hold a beautiful lady."
Amanda ignored his compliment and gulped at the sight of his hand. She lazily bought up her hand on the table to hold his. The moment she touched him, she was yet again amazed.... Nothing. Absolutely nothing happened to him. 
"Look, "she said. "I'm going to pray."
"Hah? Are you - "
"Please, just do as I say. Can you close your eyes?" Amanda said. It was the only thing she could think of as an excuse to touch him longer.
"Pfft! Okay… If you say so," said Christopher.
Seeing him shut his eyes, Amanda looked around the near-empty restaurant before diverting her gaze back at him. The other customers were too far from where they sat, and Tracy was still in the kitchen. She concluded it was safe.
The Southern Deli was just but a small restaurant cafe. Most of its customers arrive at night, after getting off from work. 
This was exactly why Thomas Kent only kept three employees in the day, including his own son to manage it.
While maintaining her hold on to Christopher, Amanda also closed her eyes and covered them with her other hand. Silently, she instructed the occupant inside her body to feel the blue crystal.
As her powers promptly responded to her call, she felt her entire body heating up and her eyes slightly burning, but in just less than the minute she had found her answer. The crystal determined he was not a master of any other crystal and there was none inside of him.
Amanda opened her eyes and let go of his hand in dismay. She told herself, ' Of course… not him again… I should not have hoped. I remain to be cursed.'
Realizing he was still at it, closing his eyes and waiting for her instructions, she said, "I'm done praying. I prayed you would help this restaurant get more customers… that you would be a medium for it to survive another year."
Christopher went chuckling. He leaned back and continued to control his laughter as he turned his gaze in different directions. He said, "You are a strange one."
Her eyes had already turned disinterested in him, knowing he was not the one she thought he was. She gave no other acknowledgments or any form of response after that. She just wanted to finish her lunch.
"Here you go," said Tracy as she served Amanda's sandwich and Christopher's steak. "I'll be back with your drinks."
Christopher eagerly sliced through his steak and realize there was too much blood. He hissed and said, "This is not medium-rare." He looked up to find Tracy calling out to her. "Excuse me?"
Amanda turned to find Tracy as well, but she was nowhere in sight. She was about to send back the steak when he stood up and walked towards the counter. She then looked around and seized the moment.
Putting her hand on top of the steak, she gave it a lit, further cooking his steak. She then quickly took a tissue and wiped the blood that was earlier visible on his plate.
When she looked at her sandwich, she realized the bread was not toasted to her satisfaction. She also gave it a little heat, further browning the bread. She did the same on the other side.
She heard Tracy walk back with Christopher, saying, "I'm so sorry about the steak, let me - "
Tracy stopped herself from seeing the cut on the steak. It did not look rare to her. She turned to Christopher, who also had the same observation. The steak seemed more caramelized than how he remembered it.
Christopher sat back and sliced through the meat on another side. He saw just a touch of pink on the steak, suggesting it was cooked medium-rare. He pouted his lips and his brows drew together saying, "I - I guess I was imagining things."
"Maybe it was the juice from the meat… It happens," said Amanda before taking a bite on her sandwich.

What could be more tragic than a love that is forbidden?

Amanda Fisher was living a secret life. For the most part, she was a restaurant waitress, serving meals day and night. She had a beautiful face that was constantly recognized, but behind the face is a powerful force. 

Amanda was the master of the red crystal element, one of the most powerful among the six. 

Every two decades or so, It was said that the crystal chooses its host. In her group, Amanda was the third master who came about. 

After five years of carrying out her responsibility, Amanda was an accomplished warrior, but soon her powers became unmanageable and only the master of the blue crystal can tame her flames. 

For years she went in search of the said master, only to find herself growing tired. She gave up her power to be with someone she loved, someone she earnestly thought was normal and not like her... or so she thought.

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With hands tied behind her back, Amanda watched the man she loved being pushed into giving up the power they sought. 

"Hand me the power or your woman will die!" threatened Vasco, the leader sent from Oscoria, a forsaken place from the world of Pelagy. 

Vasco held up a sword against Amanda's neck, further worrying Christopher. 

She witnessed him forcefully letting out the force that the enemies sought for, but eventually, he hurled his hands on the ground, saying, "I don't even know this power! I can't take it out and simply hand it over! Take me! Take me instead!"

The mercenaries turned their attention back to her, with an intent to kill. 

Amanda had never begged her entire life, but that day she pleaded to the master of heart in silence, 'Please! Please, I beg you! Give me my strength back! Give me the power to fight! Even for just for this time!'

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Thank you for giving this novel a chance! This is my first try at a fantasy romance novel and I hope you will support me. 

If Fantasy is not your thing, you may try my other novels. Note that all my novels are all romance related. :)

If you like naughty R-18 with a touch of action, try The President's Lover is a Fighter. 

If you like simply crazy and hilarious, try out Tricking my Cold Lover.


Roger signed the confidentiality agreement, and Charles paid him a part of his salary in advance as a dog trainer. Roger greedily counted the money, and then carefully stuffed the money into his pocket.
Duncan lovingly caressed the neck of the German Shepherd, looking at the dog tenderly as if he was watching his lover or his children. "Just eat more, my dear, eat more," he said.
Charles pointed at the door and ordered Roger to leave, "You can go now. There will be a new movie shooting tomorrow, bring your dog and report to the crew then."
Roger took a second look at the steak and wine on the table and begged cheekily, "Mr. Charles, it's noon now. I want to have lunch before I go. Is that okay? As a new employee of the company, I should be entitled to get a free lunch, right?"
Charles looked at Roger in disgust and shouted to the kitchen a moment later, "Prepare lunch for our guests!"
Roger rushed to the table, sitting opposite the German Shepherd, and said happily, "I'll also have a steak with onions and a glass of red wine! The steak can be cooked very rare. I like it bloody!"
What? What did he just say?
A sensitive nerve of Famous was struck by their conversation, and it couldn't help but raise its tearful eyes. Famous had been watching the German Shepherd, but had never paid attention to the food on its dinner plate.
It wasn't until then that Famous discovered that the plate contained a fried steak with onions, broccolis, and mushrooms. The top quality steak was cooked perfectly. With every bite, the steak would exude a rich aroma of butter that'd make anyone drool. The problem lied with the onions, the main ingredient in frying the steak.
Famous didn't know about onions until the former pyrotechnician, Guan Biao, of the Dog Warrior crew tried to feed onions to the dogs. Later, Zhang Zian told Famous that onions were toxic to dogs because the disulfides in onions would cause red blood cells to rupture.
Charles ignored Roger, but told Duncan ingratiatingly, "Mr. Duncan, we have changed chefs recently. The best dish is the fried steak with onions. Does your dog enjoy it?"
Duncan nodded satisfactorily and said approvingly, "It enjoys the dish very much."
"That's great." Charles smiled. "According to the chef, onions and red wine are a perfect match. Red wine not only removes the unpleasant odor of onions, but also retains the spicy aroma of onions. The scent of grapes and the unique flavor of onions blend together with the carefully prepared steak. This dish is the best taste in the world. If your dog likes it, I'll have the kitchen prepare it for it every day."
"Yes." Duncan nodded. "Thank you, Mr. Charles. You're very thoughtful."
The chef's culinary skill was excellent, and Duncan's dog really liked to eat the dish. The dog had almost finished the onions, steak, and red wine, but not the broccoli.
"Don't eat! Don't eat! Don't eat the onions!" Famous suddenly roared wildly, wanting to stop the German Shepherd from eating the dish. Although the dog would seem fine for a while, the disulfides would quietly enter its body, ready to slaughter its red blood cells, which could harm its bone marrow. Obviously, people of this era hadn't realized the harm of onions to dogs. That was why they were offering the best food they could afford to this German Shepherd, the big star. 
The toxicity of onions was related to the quantity consumed. With its large size, this German Shepherd probably would be fine if it only ate the onions today. However, if it continued eating onions day after day, the disulfides would accumulate in its body and once the dog's urine turned bloody, this era's poor medical treatment couldn't save it. 
Famous's loud, violent barking made Duncan frown in disgust. "What a peasant this dog is. Even if it looks similar, it can never be as civilized as our star who never barks." Charles smiled. "13 is probably coveting the dish and would like to eat a few bites of the steak. Its behavior is understandable. What dog doesn't like to eat meat?
"It's impossible for 13 to eat steak," Duncan murmured coldly. "How can a stunt double be treated like the star?"
"Yes, exactly." Charles agreed. He turned back and yelled at Roger, "Did I pay you to do nothing? Make your dog shut up!"
Roger jumped up from his chair and strode towards Famous rapidly. He threatened Famous ferociously, "Shut up! Stop barking! If you bark again, I'll peel off your skin!"
Famous still tried to stop the German shepherd, but it had already eaten all the onions and left the table. The star was lying on the carpet lazily to digest the food in its stomach. Famous knew that its dissuasion was futile because no one could understand its words, and it couldn't change history. 
Since Famous no longer barked, Roger returned to the table.
At that moment, the chef pushed the dining cart over. Charles walked to the dining cart and lifted two plates from it. He put one plate in front of Roger and the other in front of Famous.
"As a stunt double, you only deserve to eat this," said Charles. There was a ham cheese sandwich on each of the two plates.
Roger stared at his own sandwich. Although he felt humiliated, he was starving. He picked up the sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth. After a few bites, he noticed that there was still some broccoli and broth left on the German Shepherd's plate. Ignoring Duncan and Charles's disdainful looks, he took the plate and dipped his sandwich in the broth, then swallowed the bread with relish. 
Famous looked at its sandwich. What a measly and shabby lunch compared to the fried steak with onions, but at least its food was not poisonous. Famous lowered its head and swallowed the sandwich.
Among all the elves in the pet shop, the strong-minded and resolute Old Time Tea was the elf that Famous admired the most. Old Time Tea never flinched at anything. Even if everyone disapproved of its decision, even if it lost its own life in the process, Old Time Tea would do what it considered correct.
Famous had escaped before. In order to escape its nightmarish memory, Famous would rather forget everything. However, it decided not to escape anymore. It wanted to live in this world, to witness everything, and to face the devil inside its heart. If Famous didn't defeat the devil, it could not become an angel.
"That's right, you need to understand your position." Charles and Duncan smiled at each other, thinking that Famous had succumbed to its fate.
Duncan looked at his watch and said goodbye to Charles, "I leave now. There are a lot of b*tches waiting for my dog to mate with them. I can't remember how many puppies it has reproduced."
Charles sent Duncan and his dog out. Before the door closed, Duncan's dog burped loudly. The aroma of onions flowing from its mouth. 


1. Download a suspicious game
2. Catch a few magical pets as partners
3. Go through interesting daily routines and lead the pet shop to a whole new level

As expected, this little foodie is always able to convince others with her strange logic. Mag shook his head with a smile. He turned to look at the clock on the wall, and said, "Alright, that's enough practice for today. Go and play with Amy, Anna. I'll call the two of you when dinner's ready.
"Amy, from today onward, Anna is going to live at our place for a few days. Take her upstairs and show her around," Mag said to Amy.
"Really? That's fantastic!" Amy's eyes immediately lit up. She picked up Anna's hand as soon as the latter put down her knife, and led her outside with an elated expression as she said, "Big Sister Anna, I'll take you to my playground, then I'll take you to sleep on my little bed."
Mag looked at the two little girls with a warm smile on his face. It was undoubtedly good news for him that the girls got along so well.
After dinner, Anna and Amy went to play in the square while the restaurant prepared for the busy dinner service.
"Boss Mag, how could you take an unannounced break like this? I've been starving for an entire afternoon, so I'll have to order an extra bowl of Yangzhou fried rice to console myself."
"I know, right? I hurried over here during my lunch break today, but your restaurant was closed! You have to compensate me for my lost time, Boss Mag."
"I'm suddenly really glad that I was too busy to come here for lunch today. I'll get two steaks, one medium and one medium-well, and I'll get the medium one first."
As soon as the customers began to enter the restaurant, they all expressed their displeasure at the unannounced break the restaurant had taken earlier during the day.
Mag merely smiled in response to these complaints. He had to condition himself to get used to complaints like this as he was going to have to take a much longer break to facilitate his trip to Rodu.
The customers came and left, and the long line outside gradually shortened, yet business was still booming for the restaurant.
A slightly antiquated horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of the restaurant, and Ian slowly disembarked. He looked at the extremely popular restaurant, and a smile appeared on his face as he said, "I love these super popular restaurants with so many customers. If a restaurant doesn't even have any customers, then there's no point in trying out its food."
"Master, it looks like we'll have to line up. Should I talk to the restaurant owner to reserve the entire restaurant for the night?" a middle-aged butler asked.
"I'm not the king, so why would I reserve an entire restaurant just to have a meal? You have to fix this habit of yours, Brooker." Ian chuckled as he made his way toward the restaurant and joined the end of the line.
"Yes." Brooker nodded and hurried over to his master's side.
The restaurant doors opened as a customer emerged from within, and the decadent aroma wafting toward Ian made his eyes light up immediately.
Compared to the lively line outside the restaurant, the interior of the restaurant was remarkably tranquil and peaceful.
All of the customers seated inside were completely immersed in their meals, and would only utter an occasional word of praise when they simply couldn't help themselves.
The customers lined up in the restaurant were also waiting quietly for new seats to open up. Even if they were speaking, they made sure to do so in hushed tones in order not to disturb the dining customers. 
The restaurant's decor was very intricate, there was just enough space between the tables, and the overall dining environment was very pleasant.
Ian cast his gaze around the restaurant before nodding with approval. Regardless of what the food here was like, the restaurant had satisfied all of the other criteria required to provide a splendid culinary experience.
Furthermore, the fact that elves and orcs were willing to sit and dine at the same table indicated that this restaurant's food seemed to possess some kind of magical property that prompted one to set their prejudices aside.
Ian waited for a while before the customers at several tables finished their meals almost at the same time, and Yabemiya made her way over to him and Brooker as she said, "Come on in. There are two seats that have just opened up over there." 
"Have a seat, Brooker," Ian said to Brooker, who was standing beside the table with his hands clasped behind his back.
"I'm happy to stand here and serve as you eat, Master," Brooker said as he bowed his head slightly.
"I'm not so old and useless yet that I need someone to feed me." Ian chuckled.
Brooker hesitated momentarily before sitting down across from Ian. However, he made sure that only one of his buttcheeks came into contact with the seat so he could stand up and serve Ian at a moment's notice.
"Here is our restaurant's menu. You can have a look and see what you'd like to eat." Yabemiya handed a menu over to Ian. At the same time, she had noticed that this old man was rather interesting and seemed to be quite an esteemed figure.
"Alright, let me have a look." Ian opened the menu, and his eyes lit up at the sight of the beautiful images of the dishes laid out before him.
This menu was completely different from the menus of other restaurants, which presented the names of the dishes along with a textual description. The accompanying images on this menu were extremely life-like and alluring, striking one with the urge to taste all of them.
The names, images, and prices of the dishes had been made very apparent, and the menu was very easy to navigate.
For a restaurant of this scale to charge such high prices yet still be so popular indicates that the food here must indeed be very good. Ian nodded to himself as he scanned through the prices on the menu.
"I'll get a black pepper steak and a savory tofu pudding." Ian closed the meu before handing it to Brooker as he said, "Brooker, you pick something for yourself as well."
Brooker flipped open the menu, and was rather stunned by the prices being charged. After a brief hesitation, he said, "I'll… get a Yangzhou fried rice and a sweet tofu pudding."
"Certainly. Sir, may I ask how you would like your steak cooked?" Yabemiya asked Ian with a smile.
"What do you suggest for an old man like me?" Ian asked with a smile.
"You look very healthy for your age, so I'm sure you'll be able to handle anything. The medium steak will be more tender, while the medium-rare steak will be slightly tougher, and the medium-rare beef will have a stronger flavor. You can pick any of those based on your own tastes," Yabemiya introduced with a smile.
"Then I'll get a medium-rare steak. I like my food with a harder texture," Ian decided with a nod.
"Alright, please wait for a moment." Yabemiya nodded as she made her way into the kitchen.
What kind of nonsensical policies has Jeffree implemented? This half-dragon waitress's serving attitude and quality are far superior to that of the average waiter. These discriminatory policies should've been abolished long ago, Ian thought to himself as he looked on at Yabemiya's departing figure.
"Surely there's no better wine than the wine brewed at our winery, though," Ian murmured to himself with his brows furrowed in contemplation.
"Here's your medium-rare black pepper steak."
A short while later, a steak was placed in front of him.


In Chaos City on the Norland Continent, there is a strange restaurant.

Here, elves and dwarves share tables. Beastmen are prohibited from making a din, and giant dragons can only seat around the tiny square in front of the restaurant. Even demons have to bring their own stools…

But it is such a strange restaurant that has long lines outside every day.

Elves are stuffing kebabs, paying no mind to their manners; giant dragons are sitting around a hot pot, strainers in their hands; demons are eating nice-looking dango…

"There's no other place on this continent where you can find food like that! The boss here is a genius!" a customer provides such a review. Then, he gives a furtive look at the door. "Also, don't you think of kidnapping the boss away or dine-and-dashing, or you will suffer a tragic death."

"Eat, pay, or you will be beaten to death." says a cute little girl in her childish voice as she trots forward. A five-meter tall dragon shivers when it meets her eyes.

Brad sat down across from me behind the circular table. A full set of silver cutlery, a white plate, and a flute was delicately laid in front of us. A waiter stepped towards us and began pouring champagne into our glasses as I fixated my gaze on the stem glass being filled to the brim with bubbly golden liquid. 

Brad politely thanked the waiter and turned to me. "You have to try the Wagyu steak here, it's phenomenal,"
I picked up the à la carte menu. "Bourbon Steak", read the name of the restaurant printed underneath a logo of an orange cow. 
"What's a 'foe-y grass terrine'?" Puzzled, I asked.
"It's called foie gras terrine, and it is duck liver cooked in pottery,"
"Are you sure I don't have to pay for this?" I tugged my collar nervously, knowing I would never be able to afford this considering my current savings. I was just a college student, after all. And this was a really fancy restaurant, one I'd never go to by myself.
"Nonsense," He waved his hand and began to order.
"Just order whatever you want, it's on me,"
Brad was only seven years older than me, I thought. His previous job must have paid him well.

While waiting for the food, we chatted about topics that covered everything from our families to our hobbies and even past relationships.
"I've only ever dated two guys and one girl before," He explained. "How about you?"
"I've never dated guys before," I admitted.
"Really? I find that hard to believe, with that adorable face of yours."
I blushed and gave him an awkward smile.
The food eventually arrived. I had ordered a thick and aromatic medium rare Japanese Wagyu A5 steak with a side of charred asparagus covered in chili, anchovies and garlic butter. Brad had ordered the same, along with a dish of tuna tartare with avocado and soy sauce. He insisted I try the Wagyu so I realized there was no point in declining.
"I'm so hungry," I said, stuffing a piece of steak into my mouth. The chewy steak paired with the butter gave it a tender and juicy taste as I indulged in the fatty steak bite after bite. The flavorful steak melted in my mouth and was so soft, I wondered if I could ever eat meat like this again.
I felt someone staring at me so I looked up, only to see Brad's brown eyes gazing back at mine. 
"Glad you enjoy it," Brad licked his lip.

----- 

"You're mixed, right?" I asked.
"My mother is from Puerto Rico and my father from China," He clarified. "What about you?"
"I'm mixed as well. Chinese and Irish,"
"You've always known you were gay, right?" Brad then questioned. 
"Sort of, but I've never really confronted those feelings until four years ago when a friend tried to experiment with me."
"Who's that friend then? Do you still keep in contact with him?"
"Yes," I answered dismissively, not desiring to further explain.

He sensed that I was uncomfortable with said topic, so asked, "Ped, do you want dessert?"
"Sure, I'm fine with anything,"
"Anything?" He asked in a slightly different tone, raising his brow.
It was something dirty again, wasn't it? I raised my glass to take a sip, and replied, "What do you have in mind then?"
"Hmm, I don't think what I want is on the menu," He smirked.
"I need to use the washroom," He said, exaggerating the word "use" almost comically. Fixing his shirt, he winked at me and left for the toilet.

I sat in silence, partially in awe of how open he was and curious to see what he would do this time. It was an invitation for something else, right?

Disclaimer: this novel is very gay and NSFW

Gay college student Ped Luca falls in love with a young professor Brad and tries to maintain a discrete relationship in campus, while his friends Nathan and Antonia help them cover up.

Volume 1: After a fateful encounter one morning, Ped goes on a series of dates with his new professor Brad that are filled with steamy moments and situations.

Volume 2: Ped and his new professor boyfriend Brad spend their first summer together as a couple, meeting new people and trying new things along the way.

Volume 3: As Ped’s third year of college begins, he tries to find balance in his relationships with Brad and Nathan while he is offered an interesting side-job.

After heating up a non-stick pan on high heat, Tie Zhu gently laid the two beautiful slices of mysterious meat on it that he had seasoned with salt an pepper. As soon as the meat touched the pan it emitted a satisfying sizzling sound as an extremely fragrant aroma of meat filled the air. Because the steak was extremely marbled, its fat quickly rendered down, so that no extra oil was needed.

After only two minutes, Tie Zhu quickly flipped the two steaks, revealing a perfectly caramelized golden brown steak that was still sizzling in its own juices. The smell was so intoxicating that he had the urge to eat it as it was even though he had not finished cooking yet. After impatiently waiting for another two minutes his preparation was finally done. After testing the firmness of the steak with his finger to make sure whether the steak was not under cooked he quickly turned off the heat before placing the steaks on a cutting board. 

Although he knew that he should probably let the steaks rest he could not wait any longer as his stomach was growling furiously. With a kitchen knife in his hand, he carefully made his first cut in the steak, making sure to cut against the grain of the meat. Immediately as soon as the knife cut into the surface of the steak, it slid through as easy as butter. There was barely any resistance at all as it's fatty golden red juices oozed onto the cutting board, revealing a perfectly cooked medium rare steak that slightly glittered with hints of gold.

As soon as the juices flowed out of the steak like an endless streak an indescribable aroma filled the air. Tie Zhu could feel almost every cell in his body calling out in excitement as his brain cried out to him to devour the meat. In fact, the smell was so strong that it had unknowingly woken up someone that was sleeping in one of the bedrooms of the penthouse!

Just as Tie Zhu was engrossed in the marvelous scene before him, he suddenly heard a door opening that took him out of his trance like state. He assumed it was Bing Meifeng, so he immediately walked out of the kitchen with the kitchen knife in hand. Just as he was about to tell her that it was ready to eat, his eyes went wide open.

That was because the person was not Bing Meifeng. It was actually an adorable looking bright eyed young girl that was sniffing the air as she walked closer to the kitchen. However as soon as she saw Tie Zhu her eyes immediately became alert, emitting a strong murderous aura as she noticed a stranger in her apartment that was actually wielding a knife, with a shocked expression on his face! 

As if she had forgotten about the intoxicating smell in the air she immediately appeared in front of Tie Zhu, before knocking him down on his back. Without giving him a chance to get up, she immediately pinned him down by sitting on his chest while staring at him murderously. 

"Who sent you here!" She suddenly asked murderously while her smooth petite hands were clasped around Tie Zhu neck.

Tie Zhu was taken completely by surprise as the young girl instantly appeared before him. 'What! This young girl is a cultivator too? And she's strong!" he secretly thought to himself in shock. Because he was not in his dragon state or had practiced any Martial Arts techniques, he was currently at her mercy. He decided that after this he would have train extremely hard to prevent things like this from happening again.

However, his shock only lasted a short while. That was because then the young girl had wrapped her petite hands around his neck she forgot that she was not fully dressed! She was currently only wearing a loose silk robe and slightly transparent purple panties. When she leaned over to grasp his neck she did not realize that he could actually see her small chest that were highlighted by her bright pink rose buds. 'Ah no, what am I! This is only a little girl!' he couldn't help but shout in his mind, however his eyes couldn't move as if they were locked in place, forgetting about the question she had asked. 

When the young girl heard that Tie Zhu was not responding she quickly cast a bone chilling gaze at his face to observe him closer. On closer inspection she had to admit that the boy was very handsome, however she quickly noted that his facial expression seemed extremely lecherous! When she saw that his eyes were glued to her chest anger immediately flared inside of her. Realizing the situation she immediately let go of his neck covering herself tightly with her robes. However when she did that she did not realize that it actually gave Tie Zhu a better view of her most precious area as she straddled his abdomen!

When the young girl let go of his neck, Tie Zhu was somewhat regretful, however what happen next went beyond his imagination. Because the robe was not very long, he had a perfect view of her slightly transparent purple lace underwear! Because the underwear were slightly transparent he could actually faintly see her most forbidden area. 'Why is such a young girl wearing such erotic underwear!' he thought to himself. 

It was completely different from what Bing Meifeng's had looked like as hers was actually completely hairless. Furthermore her honey pot was so tightly closed that her inner lips were not visible at all!

While his eyes were entranced by the sight of her bare pussy he could also feel her soft supple buttocks pressure his lower abdomen. Because of the overwhelming stimulus, his uncontrollable behemoth was strongly resurrecting itself once again. 'Noo, control yourself Tie ZHU!' He pleaded to himself, however it was of no use. 

"Thud"

As expected, Tie Zhu's behemoth did not listen to him at all. As if to protest against his will, it rose up as strong as ever landing solidly against the back of the young girl with an audible thud. 

"Ah" The young girl exclaimed before reaching back to grasp what had hit her. 'What's this?' She thought to herself as she squeezed a thick cylinder like object that was slowly beating. Because it was through his robes, she only felt a silky smooth texture, however she could feel it slowly becoming warmer. Not paying much attention to it, she quickly pushed it away, however it rebounded and hit her back again! 

"What?" she said, before finally turning her head. It was then that she had finally seen what had hit her! The huge object that reached around half way up her back was actually the young man's penis! 'How can something possibly be that big!!' she thought to herself in shock before quickly composing herself. Unprecedented anger and embarrassment flowed through her body. 

"Ahh, pervert I'll kill you!" She suddenly yelled before a large ice crystal formed in her hand in the shape of a dagger. 

"WAIT, WAIT, I can explain!!" Tie Zhu exclaimed to no avail. 

However, just as she prepared to stab into Tie Zhu, a desperate cry was heard from the direction of the bathroom. 

"AHH, Mom stop, it's not what it looks like! I invited Tie Zhu over!!" Bing Meifeng yelled before rushing to her mother to stop her from killing Tie Zhu.

WARNING! CONTAINS STRONG SEXUAL CONTENT, NOT SUITABLE FOR EVERYONE. 

AHHHH!!! That was the last of what Tie Zhu could remember when out of no where a small "Meteorite" fell out of the sky and and hit him right in the balls before passing out!

Little did he know it was at that moment a black sludge that was the former Tentacle God seeped into his blood and tried to possess him. 

What will be the outcome? How did this happen? Find out by following this novel, guaranteed to be spicy!

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"Ok what to do," Ray said to himself moon gazing on the rooftop of a  building in the Capital

 
"Maybe I should try opening a restaurant I have never done that before"  Ray continues to Speak to himself it was one of those habits that one can't get rid of.

_____
a week or so later

 This week Ray has opened his restaurant just outside the area were most nobles live k His Restaurant was a. very modern designed one with and air conditioning which was new to people in the Capital and many more features that other restaurants didn't have.  (@/N  it was one of the few questions I the author asked when reading Akame ga kill why the hell do you guys have bombs that could be implanted in your brains and guns but you guys don't have fridges or Ac or heaters) in the first day of opening the restaurant was booming with customers and became pretty famous


Ray was cooking when he heard the bell ring so he stopped for a moment. and walked out to greet the customer because he didn't hire any waiters or waitresses because he wanted the experience of being one


The customer is a girl who stood at 5,3 she has short black hair in a twintail style and black eyes. She is wearing a black sailor uniform and wears a red belt that has a red side skirt cover like Akame. She also wears red gauntlets she also was wearing long black socks and black shoes and she had a katana attached to the side of her hip and holding a bag 





"Hello to my restaurant  what would you like to order," Ray asked  the girl 

(where have a seen her before) Ray thought to look down at the young-looking girl that just walked in


(where have I seen him before) The girl thought as she looks up at the tall silver-headed red-eyed man in front of her she swears she has seen him somewhere before.

"you ok there,"  Ray asked seeing the girl just staring at him and not answering 

"Yeah I'm fine, what were you saying," The girl asked snapping out of her daze and stopped looking at Ray's face.

"I was asking what would you like to order," Ray responded.

The girl paused before saying"Could I have the menu first?"  The girl had no idea what to order she only came here because some of her acquaintances recommended this place to her saying it had really good food.



"sure,"  Ray said as he walked to the reception desked  and grabbed a menu board and return and handed one to the girl. "here," he said handing her the menu 


"There is a free table at table number 12" Ray told her as he pointed towards an empty seat at the left side of the sitting.


The girl nodded and walked over to the table and set her bag on it before sitting down.

(Kurome huh I guess that's her name) Ray thought as he looked at the bag that had Kurome cookies written on it Ray walked back to the kitchen in the middle of the restaurant. and returned to cooking. He always did like those Chinese restaurants where they cooked your food right in front of you in the coolest way.


Kurome stared in fascination at how Ray cooked the food, as she watched him she opened her bag of cookies and began eating them not moving a single eye away from Ray.


When Kurome opened her bag of cookies Ray felt a huge disturbance in the force and stopped cooking immediately and walked towards Kurome.


Kurome was confused as to why Ray just randomly stopped and began walking towards her.



"Excuse me miss please don't bring drugs into my restaurant," Ray said looking at the cookies in Kuromes hand. He couldn't tell they contained drugs in them when they were in the bag because he wasn't focusing but he knew they were drugs exactly when they came out of the bag





"I'm sorry I didn't know, but these are prescription drugs".Kurome apologized and wondered how could Ray be able to tell her cookies had drugs in them


"Ok I'm not your doctor but do you need that amount just for lunch," Ray asked with an eyebrow raised looking down of the bag of cookies that had over 300 cookies in it each containing around 10 mg of some drug. Even though he said he wasn't Kurome doctor he probably had way more medical experience in this time these are just one of the few skills you pick up as you live around for over 1000 years.



"Yes I do and may you please stop asking,"  Kurome said trying to change the topic she didn't really like talking to strangers too much and  definitely not about her drug consumption


"Oh yeah sorry " Seeing that Kurome felt uncomfortable about him asking he decided to apologize

"Have you decided what would you like to order," Ray asked changing the topic

"a slice of cheesecake is fine right," Kurome asked looking at the menu

"Yup," Ray said giving Kurome a smile before walking away making Kurome heart skip a little


As Ray cooked up her food Kurome admired how peaceful the restaurant was unlike most restaurants she went to. The wealthy, middle class and even the poor were all eating happily and engaging in conversation with each other

a few minutes later

"And here it is" Ray smiled as he set the plate with the cheesecake onto the table


"thank you" Kurome thanked way 

"No problems," Ray said walking back to his kitchen

( this is good) Kurome thought as she took a bite of her cheesecake

A few minutes later Ray heard another customer come in so he walked out of his kitchen to welcome them only to see a familiar face


"Oh Seryu what brings you to my restaurant," Ray asked the mid-twenties brunette  wearing a casual green dress reaching down to her knees with white knee-high socks instead of the imperial police uniform all and all Seryu would make most people do a double-take


"Ray you're the owner of this restaurant," Seryu asked surprisingly as she never thought Ray would the owner


"Indeed I am now what brings you here" Ray answered


"well I heard there was a new restaurant in the capital with really good food and I wanted to try some" Seryu responded with a smile

"Why don't you take a seat at table number 13 next to that black-haired girl and I'll prepare you some" Ray suggested pointing to the table next to Kurome

"ok," Seryu said as she cheerfully walked to her table and took a seat. Just like Kurome Seryu was impressed at how Ray prepared her food


"here's  it is," Ray said giving Seryu a healthy but tasty  medium-rare steak filled with different seasoning


"This is really good" Seryu smelt the delicious odor protruding out of the steak and took a bite out of the steak

"Thanks" Ray responses.

this is a story of a man who dies and meets his previous lives who each were great people who had tragic ends. 


follow are mc journey to live a life that he as the void could never live that isn't tragic

akame ga kill first
danmachi
fate or avatar 
one piece 
black clover
Dragonball animes he will go to


first time writing a fan fic i may rewrite this after i finish it

Ps First. few chapter may hurt brain cells but. i promise it gets better around 8

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