She felt it now. A tremor rising up her spine. Fear. No not fear, panic.

Any moment now, she would get caught.

There was only so much stealth she could employ to allow herself to get away with this.

Someone would inevitably realise that she shouldn’t be here.

Not now, not anymore. Twelve years service. Twelve harrassing years of giving absolutely bloody everything.

And yet the news of he...

TW: De@th

We grow up hearing, “do what you love!” For those with a passion for food, like me, why not take one last bite with your last breath? It is commonplace in prison to get a last meal before the axe goes down. How come the incarcerated get this luxury but not the common person? These questions led me to open this esteemed euthanasia establishment. Our slogan? “It’s to die for!” And, we’ve ...

Dear Diary,

The royals never stood a chance once I started cooking. It’s funny how easy stuff like potions and preserving bodies translates into cooking. A little sprinkle of salt, a dash of newt’s blood, the queen can’t tell the difference!

So, when the winter came and ingredients started to grow sparse, I improvised more and more. Nothing too serious, but the prince did start to loo...

It’s a common way to keep clean, out of trouble, “keep your head down” they say. When Jin started working a the new Michelin star restaurant on browadway he saw it as a fresh start. There was no there he could’ve had any remote connection to back home. There was simply white uniforms, clean knives, and fresh countertop.

Upon prepping for the evening bussle, Jin was sharpening his collection when...

He’s only scheduled at night because he hunts during the day.

He’s a great chef, honestly. He brings in hundreds of customers every single night. He’s our star. His steak is always the main dish. He wins hearts with his skills.

He doesn’t know that I know, because I keep quiet. One day I’ll have the courage to confront him but for now I think I’m good not being under the knife. I watch him from a...

“Chef Grand, I have a question.” A young man carefully surveyed each and every word that came out of his mouth. The woman, Chef Grand, grinned revealing her white teeth, “Go on, I’m listening Doug.” What filled his senses was the bittersweet turkey soup, which was in the slow process of being prepared and cooked. Recommend by many of his colleagues with experience, he stared in her hazel brown eye...

I put three drops of rat poison in the cheese, an evil smirk on my face.

“Your charcuterie board is ready, sir.” I said as I placed the dish down in front of the king....

As the head chef of one of the most renowned restaurants in the city, Grace had always prided herself on her culinary skills. However, no one suspected that behind her charming smile and delicious dishes, she was hiding a dark secret - she was actually a serial poisoner, using her position to get away with her heinous crimes. Despite her perfect façade, Grace's insatiable thirst for power and cont...

I have to keep moving all the time. If anyone sees me slow down or rest, they’ll know. They’ll recognize that something is off and start to ask questions. If they ask questions, I’m just going to crumble and I’ll have to run again.

I get the sous chef to chop some carrots. The stew is boiling and I turn down the heat. Our lunch rush is in an hour and the timing has to be perfect.

The smell of cr...

I woke up in a bad dream, thinking about something that was unexpectedly unexplainable. I just thought i was hallucinating so i just shook it off. I went to school and ate breakfast there since my mom had to go to work early, I went to class and it was really boring learning about x and hard complicated stuff like that then finally it’s was lunch time. As i grabbed my tray i was looking at somethi...