Pastry Chef Romance

Twenty-eight year old Delilah Sterling, has perfected the art of being a respectable realtor by day, and a professional gold digger by night. Delilah believes she has her double life under control. Her meticulously crafted life crumbles when she wakes up one morning with a wedding band on her finger, a marriage certificate on the table, and a sinfully gorgeous man claiming to be her husband. To make matters worse, he is broke and jobless, making her feel trapped in a surreal nightmare. Desperate for escape, Delilah demands a divorce, but the stranger—insisting he wants to stay married—thwarts every attempt. Frustration and confusion mount until Delilah hatches a new plan: she proposes they team up to con her next target, the elusive billionaire, Hunter Quinn. What Delilah doesn't realize is that her "broke husband" is actually Hunter Quinn himself. Billionaire CEO, Hunter Quinn, having discovered Delilah’s intentions to con him, had decided to outplay her at her own game. Hunter agrees to the partnership, and together they plunge into a high-stakes game of deceit. As they plot and scheme, the lines between pretense and reality blur. Their forced proximity ignites an unexpected chemistry, leading to moments of vulnerability and genuine connection neither anticipated. Caught in a whirlwind of deception, passion, and power plays, Delilah grapples with their growing feelings. As their con deepens, she must confront the ultimate question: Can she open her heart to love and trust again? ****Exerpt**** Delilah’s eyes darted to the marriage certificate again, the official seal glaring back at her. Her fingers itched to tear it apart, to make this nightmare disappear. But deep down, she knew that wouldn’t change anything. “I don’t remember,” she whispered, more to herself than to him. “I don’t remember any of it.” Blake nodded as if he had expected this reaction. “That is expected. You had a lot to drink last night.” he fished out a phone from the back pocket of his trousers, opened it. “Here, this is us celebrating, after we got married last night,” he said, showing her a picture. Delilah’s breath caught in her throat as she stared at the photo. It was indeed her. “How?” she whispered, her voice barely audible. “I don’t remember any of this.” “It was a wild night,” he said softly. Perhaps she had married Blake because he was wealthy. That would be the only logical reason for her to make such a blunder. There was hope, she thought, as she clung to the possibility of salvaging something from this disaster. Turning to him, she forced a smile, “Is this your house? Are we in your house?” She asked, looking around the bedroom. Blake shook his head, “No. This is a hotel,” he said, and she nodded. “I see. It looks like quite an expensive hotel,” she observed, “What do you do for a living?” she asked, trying to keep her voice steady as she searched his eyes for any hint of affluence. Blake hesitated, his confident demeanor faltering for the first time. He looked away, rubbing the back of his neck. “I’m... in between jobs,” he stuttered, avoiding her gaze. Delilah’s heart sank, disappointment crashing over her like a wave. “In between jobs?” she echoed, her voice tinged with disbelief. Blake seemed to sense her dismay. “I know it doesn’t sound great,” he said quickly, trying to reassure her. “But I’m working on a few things. I just need a little more time.” “You’re jobless,” she muttered to herself as reality sunk in. “How did you pay for this room? For the wedding bands?” She asked, and he winced. “I didn’t. You did,” he said, and she collapsed on the bed. (PS: Cover photo isn’t mine. Credit to the real owner)

Le nouveau roman "Tremble, Grands Êtres de l'Univers" est actuellement en cours de publication~ Du jour au lendemain, une magnifique déesse de la cuisine se transforme en la méprisée Petite Étoile du Désastre Une maison délabrée de trois pièces, un père handicapé, une mère fragile et deux jeunes soeurs maigrichonnes à s'occuper Comment ?! Sa mère a donné naissance à trois filles juste parce qu'elle portait la poisse à la vie de ses oncles ? Son père est tombé du toit et est alité depuis six mois, juste parce qu'elle jouait avec de la boue à proximité ? Un seul coup de fil à ses grands-parents et l'un tombe malade tandis que l'autre a un accident ; même les fils chéris de la famille de son Oncle s'étouffent avec leur nourriture parce que, par hasard, c'est le jour de son anniversaire Humph ! L'Oncle pourrait le tolérer, mais pas la Tante ! Si je ne montre pas ma puissance, vont-ils tous me traiter comme le chat Garfield ?! Ils pensent qu'avec cinq taels d'argent, ils peuvent me vendre à un faible maladif pour porter bonheur ? Bien, puisque je suis la Petite Étoile du Désastre, transformons leur maison en zone de désastre ! Ils veulent vendre ma petite soeur dans une famille riche pour qu'elle devienne esclave ou servante ? Elle crie, saisit un hachoir, combat les démons qu'elle rencontre et pourfend les fantômes sur son passage. Dès lors, sa réputation de mégère sauvage se répand dans tout le village Tant pis si je suis sauvage. Pour l'amour des miens, je deviens avec joie la Dame de Cuisine peu commune. Avec mes talents culinaires exceptionnels, j'ouvre un restaurant, deviens une chef renommée, invente de nouvelles recettes, conquiers le cœur des gourmands, et même découvre de nouvelles façons d'amasser une grande fortune, menant ainsi ma famille toute entière vers la richesse et un meilleur niveau de vie ! Quant à ces parents sans honte qui reviennent lécher leur visage et reconnaitre des liens de parenté, elle offre un sourire sucré, les salue d'un geste de la main : Bon voyage. L’acte de désaveu est déjà encadré et accroché au mur ! Et pour les hommes, eh bien, même ma petite soeur le sait : Être beau ne remplit pas l'estomac. Un homme qui gagne de l'argent, gâte sa femme et suit les trois obéissances et les quatre vertus est un beau-frère de qualité supérieure. Déclaration sérieuse : Cet article est purement fictif. Veuillez ne pas imiter les intrigues, comportements, actions, etc. Chérissez votre vie et vivez bien~

Qiao Nan: Verdammt! Ich bin deine leibliche Tochter, aber ich werde behandelt, als hätte man mich von der Straße aufgelesen. In Wirklichkeit behandelst du mich noch schlimmer! Mutter Qiao: Qiao Nan, du bist nicht so hübsch oder klug wie deine ältere Schwester. Du bist nicht so gesegnet wie sie. Du hast kein Recht zu studieren, zu heiraten oder dein Glück zu finden! Qiao Nan: Warum darf ich nicht studieren, heiraten oder mein Glück suchen? Ich werde auf der Stelle einen Mann finden und ihn heiraten! Qiao Nan ist verblüfft, als sie feststellt, dass der Mann neben ihr eine mächtige Figur im Hof ist - die Person, die die besten Aussichten auf den Posten des zukünftigen Chefs hat. Qiao Nan starrt auf den gut gebauten Mann vor ihr. Er hat kräftige Bauchmuskeln und kalte, kühlende Augen. Sie schluckt den Kloß im Hals hinunter, als sie ihn begrüßt: "Guten Morgen, Chef!"

Gods put me into a romance game I had only played for three weeks, I played along and everything was going smoothly until a psychopathic god killed me. I thought it was over until: [Congratulations you've unlocked the Reset system] Now with this system, I'm going to complete this game as I deem fit and once I'm out. I'm going to kill that psychopathic bastard of a god. Only if he doesn't kill me first. (Note, this used to be a pure romance novel before I added the system so it's a bit slow paced at first)

In a world of swords and magic, where schemes and conspiracies lurk in every shadow, and the ever-looming threat of the Abyss hangs like a guillotine over all, can a chef truly survive—and cook his way to the top? Reincarnated into a fantastical realm, a young chef finds himself armed with a peculiar gift: a pseudo-OP physique and a mysterious bloodline. But in this world, strength is the only currency that matters. The strong rule, and the weak serve. Determined to reach the pinnacle of culinary mastery, he embarks on a journey that will transform him into a legend—not just as a chef, but as the strongest being to ever walk the land. Through battles, banquets, and the pursuit of perfection, he will carve his name into the annals of history. But the path to greatness is fraught with danger. The Abyss whispers, empires plot, and the line between ally and enemy blurs. In a world where power dictates fate, will he rise to control his own destiny, or will he be crushed under the weight of those who seek to dominate? So, I ask you: What are you—the strong or the weak? Will you seize control of your life, or live at the mercy of others? Will you fight for your freedom, your rights, your dreams—or will you surrender? Cover is not mine ;)

In a realm where magic and ambition blend, Rhiannon, the rebellious daughter of the Demon Queen, shocks her world by choosing the kitchen over elite magecraft. She's got one goal: to outshine her legendary great-grandmother, Leora, by mastering the culinary arts at the top magical academy. But when Rhiannon meets Maeve, a mesmerizing teacher whose lessons go way beyond the kitchen. Their forbidden romance start. With a fiery dragon by her side, a fiercely protective twin sister, and an unquenchable passion for cooking, Rhiannon's path is one of defiance and discovery. Can she rise to become the greatest chef across both realms, or will the flames of forbidden love consume her dreams?

[Enigma’s Academy] was a game with potentially hundreds of thousands of hours to experience. It may have been popular as a fantasy RPG game, but its main genre was as a dating simulator. Hah... A dating simulator with the elements of levelling up, killing demons, and somehow even trading with aliens of the greater unknown. And for some psychopathic reason, the developers chose romance as the main focal point of the game. In the end, I still loved it, and of the hundreds of endings, I beat one. However now that I’m here, how am I supposed to prevent love from ruining the world? I swear it now- I will destroy the romance.

In a World of swords and magic, schemes and conspiracies and the looming threat of the fucking abyss can a chef truly survive and cook his way to the top? A young chef reincarnates into a fantasy world with his golden finger being his pseudo OP physique and bloodline. He strives to reach the peak of cooking and on his journey he becomes a legend, he becomes the strongest. In this world strength is all that matters. The strong rule and the weak serve. So tell me what are you, the strong or the weak? Will you control your own life or be at the mercy of others? Will you fight for your rights, for your freedom or will you surrender? I do not own the cover art :0

From being a sex slave to the mafia lord’s favourite, follow the story of Mina Angel, from being a sassy girl to the mafia lord princess. Aaron Vertercio, the mafia Lord took a liking to Mina, he’d do anything for Mina to be his sex slave, even if he had to make Mina and her sick mom homeless and suffer. “What, I woke up like this” Mina said. “ Go back and change princess!” Aaron growled “ Why?” Aaron walked towards her, the aura was enough to send a shiver down someone's spine Mina was slammed against the wall, and Aaron locked her in his arms “Remember this, you are mine and mine alone”. You can follow me on Discord; _Mckenzie_

Natagpuan nina Veronica Aragon at Arthur Morri ang kani-kanilang sarili sa isang memorial park. Parehong ikakasal na iniwan sa altar. Nagpasya pa rin silang magsolo honeymoon. Playful fate? Dahil ang hindi nila alam, iisang resort ang pupuntahan nila sa Destiny Island. Magiging successful kaya ang solo honeymoon nila, o mabubuo ang pag-ibig para sa kanilang dalawa?

The omega Luci, who came to Earth for the first time, thought that she was bound to die, so she indulged once, but unexpectedly discovered that the people on Earth can also delay her fever period, giving her hope of surviving. The manager brought her into the set and warned her repeatedly not to mess with Teacher Chi. She looked at the beautiful woman, her eyelids twitched slightly, sorry, it’s over. Others said that Chi Yinghou was cold and indifferent, a flower of the high mountains, who could only be seen from a distance, but not touched. Thinking of her cramped appearance that day, Lu resigned. During the filming, Lu Ci played the role of the high-cold president. His aloof and indifferent demeanor amazed the audience. After the performance, Chi Shuang handed her the sleeve and asked “Touch my clothes to see if I am the wife of the president.” material?” Lu Ci: ………? At the awards ceremony, backstage, Chi Shuang blocked her in the dressing room “Little Luer, I haven’t seen you for so long, do you miss me?” The corners of Lu Ci’s eyes twitched slightly, looking at the man’s restless hands “It’s only been two hours.” When seeing that person always trying his best to have intimate contact with him, Lu Ci once thought it was the sequelae caused by her ingesting too much of her own pheromone, and with a little apology, tried to cooperate with her thoughts. It was only later that I realized, huh, a certain person’s nature was just revealed 

Evelyn Winslow was cursed with misfortune. Every dream shattered, every hope lost-until she gave up entirely. Her life ended in tragedy, leaving behind nothing but unanswered questions. Ian Sinclair never expected to wake up in a realm beyond life, face-to-face with an undeniable truth: Evelyn's fate was never set in stone. Now, he has a chance to go back-to rewrite the past. The same past where he once rejected her ten years ago. Thrown into a whirlwind of second chances, Ian must unravel the secrets of Evelyn's sorrow, face his own regrets, and fight against time itself. But can he truly change her fate? Or is he destined to lose her all over again?

'I like you', 'I don't like you' Two opposite meaning of words from two different person with different attitude and love interest. A simple words they accidentally utter at the same time, in a same place. The word that will tangle their destiny throughout their journey of searching love. How playful romance can be to them? Can they find love or love will find them?

"Raindrops fell over the two silhouettes remaining in the park. They leaned onto each other, providing a warm refuge that nullified the freezing water. The two girls allowed the tears of the sky to wash all their thoughts away, hands intertwined in the process. Love was the only console they had left." Adda has had an overall harsh and mediocre life, with controling parents and lack of meaningful friendships. However, pnce she meets Tania, her life starts changing uncontrolably, suffering a rollercoaster of emotions full of problems that will try to destroy her. Will she be able to find her way out of it? And what will become of their friendship?

In the imperial city of Sanctus Terra lives a young and talented magician, Mavis Grand, who have just gotten her heart broken yet again. After drinking all day, she came to the conclusion that she will never find love and decides to end her life. She ended up going to the graveyard instead and finds an unmaintained tombstone with the name "Lowell Necros" written on it. One thing led to another involving law enforcers and she had to use necromancy to fend them off. Follow the story of Mavis as she finally finds love in the most unexpected places.

In a corrupted world full of superficial and greedy people, in a world driven by lust and desire, Regan's thoughts and actions are alien to most. She feels like an outsider amidst a blur of faces that mirror the very disdain she holds for society. But she's not naive. And what will happen when she's thrust into the heart of the very system she despises?

a perfect example of what yours will be yours this novel

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What's the most important thing in cooking? Many would say, knowledge. Another mass would say, mentality and talent. But for Jack, a professional home cook, the most important is not those pretentious answer. Modern appliance! Modern equipment! Thus, the crisis he felt when he was thrown into another world was not his life, but. "Ah! No!! How can I sous-vide without plastic and vacuum sealer?! How can I know the exact temperature of my meat?!! What should I do without my smart oven!!! I could watch Spongebob while waiting, dammit!!" What gave him hope was the existence of magic. And thus, fueled by pure commitment to re-create his smart kitchenware, Jack travel far and wide, hoarding magical knowledge, and sometimes even create his own magic. But, some of these magics are forbidden by nature. And Jack used them consistently, accidentally mastering them, and unknowingly... caused mayhem. "Wh-what are you...?" "... A cook, sir." "Ho! Are ya that mage that spook my brats, eh? Ye'r the real deal, I thought yer not. Lads! I challenge you!!" "... please stop making a ruckus, you'll scare my livestocks. And also, I refuse. I'm just a cook." "I see. You're definitely strong. Huhu, I like you. Join me. I'll give your far better treatment than other organization. I promise in the name of Snow White." "But I'm just a cook, Miss..." Words traveled far and wide, carrying the news of a certain man's impossible achievement. Tall, handsome, strong, and insanely smart in magic. Oh, and a little bit mastery in culinary. Many was envious, and wish it was them. But the subject of this rumors now developed a habit of stress eating disorder, and lack of sleep. And staring at his ceiling at three in the morning, he lament. "Why does things turns out this way...?" "MAGE OF FORBIDDEN! I CHALLENGE YOU---" "Oh, for god's sake!"

Love which is in campus, partially due to esports

From the modern age, Namgoong Mir reincarnated into the chaotic land of the Murim. Born into an affluent martial arts family. Being the youngest son of the Murim’s Sword God and the most favorite grandson of the Murim Alliance’s leader. People would think that he is ecstatic that he’s now living the life of every martial arts geek in the world, but reality sucks, no matter what time and space you’re in. In the world where: -There’s no tissue paper to wipe your ass. -The mode of transportation is so bad that one’s brain ends up a scrambled egg on every ride. -There are not many entertainment materials to cure boredom. Namgoong Mir is in the middle, scratching the walls out of frustration. The martial arts world of Murim is no fun for games-loving, computer-addict otaku like him! This is why, for years, he spent his time fumbling on things and trying to recreate the brilliance of the modern world in this backward martial arts-centered world. The figureheads of the Namgoong family have nothing much to say about their eccentric youngest member. They just let Mir go and do his thing. Aside from their strong familial love for the young man, they benefit from Namgoong Mir’s creation as a whole. That is until Namgoong Mir created a start-up that would potentially ignite in the entire Murim. “I’m going to create a tabloid newspaper and our first target: the Heavenly Demon of the Sky Demon Cult.” The following day, a tabloid paper was circulating throughout the central plains. The eye-catching headlines concern the most powerful sect among all the demonic cults. “What is this? The Heavenly Demon is impotent?!” “The Divine Demon Martial Arts strips the user’s sexual desire as they reach their peak level of mastery. Is that true?” The entire land of Murim is boiling due to the unprecedented gossip that Namgoong Mir’s tabloid caused. Of course, the creator is happy with his success because he finally triggered the excitement of the Murim. But little did he know, this caused him to be kidnapped by the Heavenly Demon himself. “Did you just say I am impotent? Do you want to personally prove that?” The Heavenly Demon asked Namgoong Mir as he towered over the latter, naked and in full glory.

Andrew, a high school student, finds himself involved with a narcissistic girl. He slowly becomes depressed, but after breaking up with her, he experiences a glow-up and successfully finishes his school life.

Our protagonist was once a world-famous Michelin-starred chef, known for his perfectionism, his arrogance, and his ability to turn any ingredient into culinary gold. He died tragically and wakes up in a high-magic fantasy world where... the food is absolute garbage. Here, people eat bland, tasteless mana-infused gruel because magic has made cooking obsolete. No one understands seasonings, textures, or proper culinary techniques. In noble households, food is just a status symbol, and commoners barely get by on unseasoned monster meat. But the protagonist has one thing in his favor—his stat screen.