Chomp Novels & Stories

he asked when I got the plate containing the mango. "Yes please?" as if I was a child given a candy at that moment. "Salt? Soy sauce?" he asked. "Ketchup" I said with my biggest smile. I saw horror on his face after what I've said. "You sure?" he made sure then examined the mango. I just nodded and smiled. He sighed then left the room. In less than a second he was back with a saucer containing ketchup. Yummy .. THE next day I woke up again as my stomach turned around. I spent almost a few minutes in the bathroom just to vomit while Andrei was behind me. He stroked my back while holding my hair across his hand.

Within a second he had pounced on Nadia and enclosed her arm in his mouth . I shut my eyes as he chomps down and I feel the blood splatter against my face and arms . I urge myself to move , bringing out every ounce of strength I can manage and stand up with some effort . It was easy now that she was injured . I clasp my hand against my mouth as he chews on the bones with huge crunch sounds. My stomach is gurgling with how displeasing the scenario was . He splits the remaining and opens his monstrous jaw with large piercing teeth . He's about to bite off her leg before she regains her composure from the initial shock and supresses him with the contract .

You had to hand it to the man, he had a sharp eye. “That’s right,” said Flossie. “He’s got big, flat teeth for chomping on grass and leaves. Which is why it won’t be a quick bite and swallow, it’ll take time. Grinding and chomping and making your body nice and soft so he can get yo’ down. Might have to regurgitate yo’ a couple of times, yo’ look like yo’ might be a little chewy.”

Annoyance, sharp and jagged, was winning by a landslide. Adam was sprawled on the emerald velvet sofa, hunched over like a scavenger picking at a carcass. Crrr-unch. The sound of him biting into that green apple was deafening, the wet, rhythmic chewing echoing off the high, ornate ceilings. He didn't look away, his eyes locked on mine with a greasy sort of challenge as juice escaped the corner of his mouth and dribbled down his chin. He didn't look like a member of a feared mafia dynasty; he looked like a pig at a trough.

she called her father to eat. (Dad) * spit the food out* YOU GOOD FOR NOTING CHILD! WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HUH? I SHOULD HAVE FORCED THAT WOMAN TO ABORT YOU WHEN SHE WAS PREGNANT WITH YOU! Her father spat the spaghetti at her face. and walked out. Earlier that night

Mom said from the stove. Elise smirked, and I wanted to kick her under the table. Jarren grabbed my hand and squeezed it, sending an electric shock through my body. He then took his thumb and forefinger, starting in the middle of my forehead, and pushed them gently to opposite ends. Afterward, he took his thumb and ran it directly down the center of my forehead and nose. I looked up at him, and he was smiling at me. I smiled back, instantly calmed. He crossed his eyes at me, causing me to laugh.

Giving my dessert to him, Vince winked at me. “How’s the testing going?” “Two down, two to go.” I took a bite of plain burger. If you added ketchup or anything else, suddenly you would want it to taste like a burger should, and it didn’t, so it was better to eat it plain. That was the reason as to why our entire table had plain and dry burgers. Only using ketchup for the fries. “Is it hard?” Henry asked, chomping on a crispy fry. “It’s not hard, per se. It’s a lot in one day. It’s like all the tests over the year, shoved into one test. Took me an hour and forty minutes to do the math section and you know it never takes me that long.”

She checked the IV and then left. Juicy was still wearing a grimace as she digested the idea of being in a coma. Mr. Cracker lifted the lid off the tray. "Are you hungry?" "No." Juicy responded absently. After a quiet moment she noticed Mr. Cracker eyeing the tray of food with interest. "You can have it." There was soup, a flat sandwich and a small plastic container of JELLO. He didn't wait for her to repeat the offer. He picked up the sandwich and munched on it happily.

she said. And then she stretched more and she could feel the bones in her neck straining. Karou held onto her ankle and tried pushing her away. Jun wasn’t a messy fighter. But when your opponent refused to stay down you had to fight messy. She removed her leg and she planned to stomp on her face, but Karou moved out of the way quickly. Takashi had given her an antidote earlier, but she hadn’t taken it because it didn’t seem to affect her. She got the vial from her pocket and she squeezed it and threw it against her face and it broke.

Of course there was also a large chicken roasting in the oven, but I did try and introduce some green things into their diets. "He likes you how exactly?" Max's voice was a low rumble. "As a friend and work colleague." I sounded way more confident than I actually felt. "Liar," Nate whispered into my ear as he leaned over me to grab a slice of cucumber. Elbowing him hard in the ribs, I continued my chopping.