Book Eater Novels & Stories

His brows creased into a deep frown, his stormy blue eyes darkened, like the whirling of a wind, his nostrils flared and a sickening gut of feelings roused in the pit of his stomach. "I don't have a thing for Pizza", he abruptly said, divulging from the topic and making the atmosphere lighter. He didn't want to make a bad day for her, but point taken... BRANDON A RUSSIAN BUSINESS MAN, WHO PARTNERS WITH PEPPER EATERY, AND ALSO, THE OWNER OF MR BIGGS EATERY. "Then what's the need of you sitting here, I'm boring you out, yeah I know", she replied. "I enjoy watching you eat", he replied.

m. The dining room smelled of ginger, citrus, and sharp money. Mama Inez had cooked soft yam, red stew, and fresh eggs. The table was full. Everyone was loud—except the ghost. Eli sat near the end, silent, focused. He ate like he was born in a palace but raised on instinct. Every motion was precise. Every blink was measured. "So," Big T said loudly from across the table, pointing his fork, "we lettin' strays eat with us now?"

"Breakfast , porridge." Vita took out a small book and listed today's menu. "By the way, what do you want to eat? Tell me that I can do it." "Eat congee, too, or it will be too much trouble for you." Bard Hunter, like Ada Wood, also has gastroenterology, but he is not severe, but he pays attention to his diet. "What about sister Brook? What would you like to eat? Looking at the back of Yvonne Brook's head, she suddenly saw the strange tattoo on her neck.

*** Now that Lavana was done taking the 10 spoonfuls, Beatrix gave the deep plate to Carl who accepted it like he was receiving an imperial edict. "No need to be so nervous. You are sweating despite the AC. Why are you so scared?" "I... Do you eat humans? I'm just afraid that if I made a mistake..." "Hey, Carl. Yes, we aren't human but that doesn't mean we eat people." Lavana said. "Mr Carl, being so nervous is useless. I love eating meat but the meat must be well-cooked. I eat animal meat. Are you an animal?" Beatrix looked pissed but Lavana patted her shoulder. Her temper was really like Thora's.

“Why is there nothing for me?” This man was seriously eating alone. “In the kitchen,” he said calmly, lifting his sandwich and eating with practiced elegance. Half-skeptical, she walked into the kitchen and stopped short. On the counter was a bowl of preserved egg and lean pork congee, steaming gently, along with two boiled eggs. She carried everything out and sat across from him. “Which restaurant did you order from? Do they even deliver this early?” From what she knew, only small eateries opened at dawn. And this congee definitely didn’t look like it came from a cheap place.

he stated as we got into the car. "So, where are we going, Mr. Nourishment?" I asked sarcastically. "The closest restaurant," he responded. The closest restaurant was a Subway and a McDonald’s, so we bought some burgers, fries, chicken wings, and a Subway sandwich for Beth. Dante bought extra food because, in his words, Beth would probably eat more than that. We got into the car to drive back. "Tim’s acting is good for someone who hates Pierre’s ass. He must really care for Tate," I mentioned in passing.

"It’s a philosophy. A way of tasting." He could see them now, silhouetted against the light of the street. The eatery owner, her placid smile replaced by a mask of cold fury, stood beside two hulking figures in stark white uniforms, identical to the one who had visited them earlier. They carried sleek, unbranded tablets, their eyes devoid of any human warmth. "You cannot escape the Digital Palate, Bima," the eatery owner repeated, her voice echoing the chilling words from moments before. But this time, Bima knew she was wrong. He had just found the first ingredient for the ultimate escape.

Amelia looked down: "Elijah, is your tummy rumbling?" Elijah nodded vigorously: "Yes, yes! But I want to eat something vegetarian now—like abalone, sea cucumber, and so on!" "Do you have a misunderstanding about what vegetarian means?" Amelia patted his head. "No!" Elijah pouted. "Because those don't taste like meat, so they must be vegetarian." Amelia's gaze was calm: "Alright, you can eat that. After all, Prosperity Deity has plenty of money for you to spend." Elijah cheered and jumped: "Yay, vegetarian food!"

Heaven! Phoebe looked at Nandini who was shaking her head to Phoebe. With a heavy heart Phoebe started to eat the food and he closed his eyes. The known taste of the food makes him eat more . Phoebe was eating like he was hungry from ages. Nandini smiled looking him eating properly. Drinks were served and Alicia asked who made this food. Bella came forward and Chiara said "Wonderful food you made and we ate extra as it was so tasty."

Brene Brian dropped his shoulders, shook his head lazily, and walked to the front of the refrigerator, put the hot beef buns and beef buns in. Today's lunch menu Brene Brian last night was well planned, now Sweet Pea Guun is not eating, so the previous menu will be wasted, he only randomly stir - fries two dishes to fill his stomach. In the middle of lunch, facing the quiet restaurant, Brene Brian was a bit unfamiliar, and had not eaten anything yet. But carefully calculated, the distance between the first time eating with Sweet Pea Guun video, but only two years passed. Brene Brian vaguely felt that he still let himself rely on Sweet Pea Guun like that, sooner or later something would happe