Blissful Burger Novels & Stories

“Forty minutes round trip, and a full hour of standing in line.” “I didn’t ask you to buy it.” “Why is it so hard for you to say thank you?” Caspian drops the bag containing The Bulls Eye, a burger variant consisting of New Zealand ribeye, sautéed onions, lettuce, swiss cheese, and tomatoes, next to Elora. No one can resist the smell. Even as stubborn as Elora is, she will surely lose to the temptation of the most famous burger in New Zealand. Caspian suppressed a smile as he found Elora gulping while glancing at Fergburger’s pouch.

Blake defended himself. "Well I ordered this from the best burger joint in town. Try and tell me what you think." The two boys give each other a challenging look before Blake bit into his burger.His facial expression immediately changed. His eyes widened as he took another bite. He had forgotten Jason was watching him. As soon as he looked up he saw Jason smirking. He put the burger down and wiped his mouth. "I don't know about this burger, It tasted pretty basic to me." Blake tried to keep a straight face but burst out laughing. Jason let out a chuckle. The doctor came in and asked to speak with Maya outside.

The burger wasn’t artisanal. It didn't have gold leaf, the bun wasn't brioche, and the cheese was a shade of yellow that didn't exist in nature. To Elias, sitting in the passenger seat of the idling SUV with mud still drying in his hair, it was the greatest meal ever cooked by human hands. "I think I’m having a spiritual experience," Elias mumbled through a mouthful of fries. "Is it the grease? It’s the grease, isn't it? It’s coating my arteries in a hug."

“M-Mrs. Morgan—” I glowered at him and bellowed. “Shut up!! Explain things to me now before I tell Keatton about your dirty secrets,” I spat. And, of course, I grabbed the burger that has never been eaten by them. They stared at me with wide eyes. “Is this the first time you saw a person eating a burger after she yelled!?”

Who's this handsome hunk? 👥️️ He looks charming and amazing 👥️️ His slow strides and composure makes me want him more 👥️️ He could pass for a model I just smiled as I sat down. I removed my sunglasses and people kept gasping 👥️️ Marry me, Carter 👥️️ He doesn't seem to age at all 👥️️ His wife would be so lucky They started clicking my pictures and I made sure to pose for them so they'd take it well. The waiter who came to attend to me couldn't stop blushing and smiling

he shrugs then shoves the key in the ignition. I'm still staring uncertainly at him when he adds "Please" Oh, my. Quickly, I bring up my phone and take a snapshot. He chuckles lightly when I do this. "I think I need to get a camera" I grin. "I think you do" He pulls out the driveway as I send Stella a quick text to let her know. 'Hey, girl. Thanks for everything. I'm on my way home with hubby😋. Ily' 'Sure, don't say goodbye to Stella🙄. I'm glad you're not mad at me. I'm keeping the Burgundy shirt I told you I liked'

But Dolly’s sudden question had apparently taken Atlas off guard; he only stared at the woman instead of responding to it. Well, the awkward silence wasn’t going to resolve itself, was it? “It’s called the Burger Windup,” Jia repeated. “Lamb burgers, steak burgers, chicken burgers - all sorts of gourmet options. I’ve never heard of anyone who’s disliked this place.” She chanced a quick glance at Atlas, who was, as expected, sending her a withering glare. Clearly, he was not convinced.

I don't even know what to call myself. While blocking the imminent response from my subconscious, our orders finally arrive at our table. Ryle gets his two plates, one that has a two-patty burger and sweet and spicy fries and another one that has birria tacos and tater tots. I then get my plate. I have a chicken burger sandwich, plain fries, and mozzarella sticks with more ketchup dip. I look at Ryle who's happily digging into his massive quantity of food. It's really obvious how much he missed this place by how smiles appear on his lips in his every bite and chew. “You have to breathe, Ryle,” I say as I pour ketchup onto my fries.

Al says with a lowered head. “No, but you're a horrible wing-woman.” I hurry, removing the burger from its foil, practically moaning at the first bite. The mixture of pickles, cheese, and ketchup perfectly bring out the flavor of the juicy patty inside the warm, toasted bun. Another gluttonous growl slips past my lips as I stuff my mouth with crispy fries dipped in ketchup. “Does this mean I’ve been forgiven?” She looks at me with practiced sad-puppy eyes I know she's unleashed on some other sucker before me.

I load my tray with food and without checking twice, head to the empty corner table in the hall, grateful for the small reprieve. I slide into the bench, my back facing everyone else and look at the burgers on my plate. Well, at least they don’t look like two sorry shits like they did back at home. Without another thought, I pick up a burger and take the biggest bite possible out of it and I’m floored by the amazing scent of it. This burger smells like nothing I have ever smelt before. It smells like cherries, vanilla, and chocolate all rolled into one and I’d be happy for life if I could wrap up in this smell for the rest of my life.