Bright Line Eating Novels & Stories

I’m too nervous to eat. Bram notices my lack of enthusiasm for his gesture, “Eat. You gotta keep up your energy Swift. It’s a long drive tomorrow.” I pick up a fry and nibble it, the grease making my stomach churn even more. But I shove it in my mouth and gulp it down anyway.

Before beginning to gorge herself on the meal in front of her, Cynthia's eyes brightened in excitement. ‘‘I want my breakfast to be flour-based, please…” Arnold remarked, glancing over at the bread that was causing Julian's eyes to close while chewing. ‘‘Okay…’’ Mr. Lee responded, bending his head down to Arnold. ‘‘How about the two lovely ladies? What do you want to eat?’’ ‘‘Same as Arnold’s, thank you...’’ After Leina's response, I coughed and had to restrain myself from laughing because she’s going to eat the bread I made. Leina gave me a puzzled look with her big eyes blazing fire at me.

I wanted every new memory of us together to be special. I smiled as I walked into the dining room. I was the last to arrive, as usual, and Tala watched me carefully. Carter and Edmund had taken to eating breakfast with us because I kept insisting that they relax. I walked over to Adelie and kissed her good morning. “What’s got you so happy today?” Tala asked me. “He got laid,” Falcon said, as Adelie choked on her tea, and I nearly missed the chair when I sat down. Edmund pretended not to hear anything and Carter lowered his head to the table as his shoulders shook with laughter.

Valeria rolled her eyes at Michael and said, "Look at him! He was so well-behaved when Richard was around. Now that he's gone, he shows his true colors. I really want to call Richard to come back and see Michael's reaction." "Alright, stop messing around. Let's go somewhere else." They went to the Turkish barbecue restaurant. While Valeria and Abbie ate happily, Braelynn seemed to have something on her mind. When William saw that she was not eating much, he immediately asked her, "Braelynn, why aren't you eating? You don't look too well, are you feeling ill?" "A little." Braelynn admitted immediately. When Valeria and Abbie heard Braelynn say that she felt ill, they stopped eating and asked,

Lourianne was quick to respond. “Hmm, that’s good.” Caleb was visibly relieved. “Anything else?” Liana tapped her fingers on the table. A waiter came to serve the food they ordered. When the man left, Caleb leaned closer. “So, it’s not true, then? You guys can eat anything? Not just blood?” Liana was at a loss. Her lip twitched. Is she supposed to laugh or cry? “We can eat anything but we need a certain amount of blood to keep going.”

As the waiter began serving the food, Edge's gaze shifted to Light, and he suggested, "Why don't you serve me today as our first lunch together?" Light looked up at him, her fingers clenching tightly as the urge to lash out swelled within her. However, in the presence of her friends, she restrained herself and put on a smile. She deliberately picked out the least appealing dishes from the table and offered them to Edge on a plate: ginger, mustard, and an unappetizing-looking piece of meat. Edge glanced at his plate, bemused, as Light speared a whole piece of ginger with a fork and brought it to his mouth. "Here, Edge. Since you wanted me to serve you, I can even feed you the first bite too."

“Kids seven and under are not charged. Smaller boxes have about half the food and are half the price.” Her younger brother, Repeat, walked by tugging her hair as he went. Rolling her eyes at the nineteen-year-old man, she added “Some should be charged double, if not triple.” “What’s on the line?” Werewolf asked. “We always have the salad bar. Breakfast it’s more fruit than anything. Last night we had baked chicken, broccoli rice, steamed vegetables and rolls. And soup was loaded baked potato. If you want a hot bento, you have to order it and everything else goes on the line for lunch.” Zee told him.

Evelin raised her hand to signal the three people to calm down, "Why are you still in a hurry? Don't you know that Layne doesn't like sweets?" Curly hair asked, "So what did he like?" Evelin touched her chin and said, "He liked fried food, such as fried chicken legs and French fries. He didn't even look at the ones you guys sent, it was a waste of money and didn't please him." Curly hair had some doubts, "Is it true? Does he not get pimples on his face even after eating greasy food?" Evelin shook her head, "Of course not, he wasn't tall. He was Layne, the school heartthrob! I had known Layne for many years and knew his preferences very well."

"We met a detestable person." Yasmin sat down with Blake. "Mr. B, have you had your dinner? If not, let's eat dinner together." "I haven't had dinner." Blake looked at all the red-colored food on the table—beef tenderloin, mini lobsters, spicy tuna, amongst others. He frowned and said, "Yasmin, have you forgotten about your weak stomach? Aren't you afraid of food poisoning if you eat all these?"

I'm looking at her. She ordered pizza, pasta vanilla choco doughnuts, and pies. I know one thing about her she is a messy eater. I wiped her face with tissue and heard some clicking sounds. Okay, I know paparazzi are here too inside the restaurant and taking our pictures and I'm desperately waiting for tomorrow's headlines. I chuckled in my mind. Poor BEAST, His beauty is on a date with MONSTER. .. .. Thank you ShineeSunshine ❤️