Beetlejuice Eating Novels & Stories

He eventually decided it was best to keep his comments to himself, pulling out a juice box from the bundle he'd bought from the vendor. The sight of him dutifully sipping on his juice caught Lexie's attention. The picture simply didn't feel right—the intimidating werewolf and his cute little box. When he dropped the empty carton and reached for a full one, poking it with a straw, she simply had to ask, "Aren't you going to order?" "I don't eat junk." Marcus wasted no time to reply, his tone self-righteous. "But you're drinking from a juice box." Something in Marcus snapped at the accusation. Drawing the box from his lips, he raised it so that Lexie had a good view of it. "This is refined avo

"The maids told me you are eating your lunch and dinner properly. And I'm always with you during breakfast, so I know you are eating then, too. But are you not drinking the beet juice?" I gave him a blank look. "What beetroot juice?" His brows furrowed. "The one the maids give you. They told me that you always finish it and never complain." I felt my stomach sink. "Blaze… I’ve never had beetroot juice before." His expression froze. A pause. A shift in the air. And then—something changed in his eyes. I watched as his jaw clenched slightly, his mind working through something I wasn’t seeing.

“There are many small creatures legitimately butchered, and whose parts are sold for pet food. Chicken hearts, for example.” “Eww,” James said as the band edged in to have a look, drawn in by fascination in the grotesqueness of it alll. “What is that crusty stuff on the bear’s face… It looks like… Ugh, no way, man,” he pulled a face. “Someone has jizzed off on it.”

"Because I am not sitting around in the dark, waiting for those things to come and eat my brains." "You know they don't just eat brains," Rose says, joining us. "They're not quite so selective. They'll eat whatever they can get their hands on: skin, organs, bone, and brains." Felicia whimpers, and I elbow Rose in the side. She winces and starts to pick at her own eggs. "Sorry Felicia, I didn't mean to scare you."

Of course, that will only reveal that she has no class at all. Zoey started picking up and putting so many foods in her mouth. One bite after another. Drumsticks, slices of pizza, slices of crepe cake, salad breads and even corn dogs. She even managed to shoot a piece of cheese ball in her fully occupied mouth. Dionysus' eyebrows furrowed at her while Mr. Hermes Chevalier was clearly amazed after Zoey munched, chewed and swallowed all the food inside her mouth in a matter of seconds. She drank on her strawberry smoothie afterwards then proceeded to stock up her mouth again.

If she didn't eat it, she would feel as uncomfortable as being scratched by a cat. Therefore, she must take advantage of James's absence to have a good meal without any burden and worry. "But..." Jane looked at Elizabeth, "Young Madam, it is improper, isn't it?" "What's wrong?" "Young Master said that you can't eat the food outside. Besides..." Jane hesitated for a moment and then said, "What you mentioned just now is junk food." Elizabeth frowned, "How could it be junk food? Bread and bubble tea is not junk food, right? Chocolate can sustain my energy. Sunflower seeds are nuts, and they are good for health. Besides, steak is not junk food."

Then, it's clear there's nothing wrong with that pile of fruit in the refrigerator. Dylan got up and went to get them, then went to the juicer on the kitchen counter, peeled and juiced the apples, then squeezed the oranges. Each person has a cup of pure fruit juice. Dylan and Bernie started their lunch; Bernie seemed very excited; he ate very quickly, like a wolf needing to replenish energy after being depleted. But Dylan, who caused him to "waste energy," did not feel good and could not eat much just because he was too tired.

“So you made it back? No one got hurt?” Jules wasn’t sure why. But she struggled not to jump into his arms and climb onto him like a tree. At the same time, she wanted to yell at him for all kinds of things. This was crazy. “Everyone’s fine, not even a hangnail. How about you? What’s this?” Ben poked a finger into a bowl and popped it into his mouth. Orgasmic, fudge, mocha frosting.

By the time he got to the living room and sat on the couch beside Alexa, she had eaten about three mouthfuls of the fruit salad on her plate. Jace watched in awe as she gobbled up her meal. At a point, he got scared, She was eating at a very abnormal speed. "You're eating too fast Lexie," Jace spoke out in fear. Alexa turned to look at him. She was holding a fork in her hand, showing she just fed her mouth some fruits. "Really?" She asked with her mouth full. Impressive! For a person who warned her junior one not to eat with his mouth full, and here she was forgetting her own rules. Very impressive!

Between my kids, Mason, Asher, Judah, Lis, Drea, Alheri, and I, it didn’t take long to devour 3 overflowing plates of hamburger patties, and 1 extra-large plate of hot dogs. I was shocked that Judah, a very lean 12-year-old, ate more than anyone else, including Mason and Asher. I thought Alex ate a lot, but Judah easily ate 5 hamburgers, 3 hot dogs, a plate full of potato chips, and half of a watermelon! “Where do you fit all that food?” I laughed. Judah just smiled and shrugged. “All werewolves eat a lot.” Lis explained with a soft smile. “We have higher metabolisms that can handle all the extra food but shifting also spends a lot of energy and burns a lot of calories. We need to keep