Eat Like An Animal Novels & Stories

She touched his hand, "Hey ... relax ... I got this ... you're underestimating my survival skill, like you said ... animal instinct, I think it's embedded in our DNA to find a way to survive when we need it most." He nodded, not the least bit convinced. He didn't want to sound condescending, he chose not to say anything. Her instincts probably have never been exercised and polished since the day she was born. Like any caged animals in the zoo, they would have to re-learn everything once they were back to their natural habitat. Most may not even survive and had to be placed in a sanctuary instead. "Or ..." she looked at him intently. He waited for her next sentence. "You can come with me? I'l

Alpha Cole lifted one of the large chunks of meat off the tray and began to chow down on it in a manner befitting that of a wild animal. As I watched him devour the meat, I mentally chanted, "Don't vomit, don't vomit, don't vomit." I was feeling nauseated at the sight of the beasts seated before me, who were eating their meal like a pack of wild dogs tearing into a carcass. "Haven," a warm voice said.

At least Caden felt he can eat meat, as a person who loves meat more than anything else and hates grass, he won't be full not eating any type of meat! But that meat should be at least cooked! Not serve raw! "Should I serve it grass?" Caden absolutely hates grass or any form of vegetables, especially not this type of raw vegetables and grass! No! No! No! Caden slowly backed away from the grass that are freshly pulled out and served in front of him. "It doesn't eat grass too!" "Give that damn creature a fruit!" In the end, only the fruit seems to have successfully lured the now-labeled 'picky' tiny animal by the humans around him.

He flushed in embarrassment, but Jacob gave him an understanding look. “I know, I could eat everything on the table right now.” Aldo smiled, pulling his lover into the seat next to him. “You know you should explore when it comes to food. Especially the animals. Most of them are tasty, and you would be missing out on a lot of delicious meat.” “Do not be gross, Massi,” Jacob said, pulling a face, which only made Aldo laugh. “You know how I feel about those poor and helpless animals.” After a moment’s hesitation, Brandon sat down too and started filling his plate. He studiously ignored it when he felt Ethan take the empty seat beside him.

Stella suggested. "Actually, we can slice it up here. We don't eat the viscera, but there will be other animals to eat it," Jasper said, walking toward the wild boar. Stella turned around and ate the cookies without looking at Jasper. This was the law of survival in nature. The weak would be eaten by the strong. This wasn't a place for one to live life as a fairy drinking dew. Fifteen minutes later, Jasper walked toward her, "Let's go. The smell of blood will attract the carnivores nearby."

I turn around and sat next to the food. "Eat," the alpha again orders me, while he remains still within the same position. I stare at the food, not wanting to. Deep down I felt consuming this meal. Rice, steam vegetables, and the strong scent of fry chicken. It will end up poisoning me. I didn't want to eat it at all. But, yet again, I had no choice to. If I didn't eat it the crazy alpha might attack me and go insane again probably killing me, so not eating this meal. I would be dead anyway.

Alkhun asked out of nowhere. She laughs." Of course, Animals have to eat too, well don't feed them every day or they'll get fat." Immortals--animals don't really have to eat, more like doesn't need to eat every day but once a year and they'll live. Same for us we don't necessarily have to eat every day to live. It is pure luxury in the aristocrat and it gives us way more energy and mana than others. In other words in this world, eating is not feeding to live but eating to be strong and have the full potential. Water

He replied but I could tell he was picking his words. “You mean killing other animals and devouring their carcasses is better than eating a decently cooked meal? Such a beastly thing to do, don't you think? I mean, no offense, but why pretend to enjoy eating here when you can be having a better breakfast that suits your needs more perfectly?” Zadok's eyes narrowed, and he gauged me, trying to understand what my intentions were. “I can't possibly eat raw meat in my human form.” He said slowly, staring at me like I'd grown a second head.

Like, a strong earthquake shook the whole mall which damage the goods inside. She went to the can goods shelves to look for the ready-made foods. Psyche Flint gasped as she saw each shelves emptied. Fortunately, her aunt's friend's daughter invited her for business inspection last week which let her know the location of the goods yet to be displayed. Suddenly, she heard a noise coming from the other side of the shelve on her left side which petrified her a bit. She forgot that zombies infiltrated the mall was not impossible at all. So, she decided to bend down her knees and sharpen her hearing. She heard the noise of a cart wheel when a person pushed or pulled it.

She did not even feel appetized at all. Nevertheless, Monique felt that she should at least force herself to eat something. After all, Ronald and Levi worked hard to prepare the meal, and it seemed disrespectful to let their efforts go down the drain. Just as she was going to grab a grilled fish, Levi stood up abruptly and announced, "I'm sick of eating this kind of food every day. Ronald, come with me. Let's go and see if there are any other animals or wild plants that are edible on the island."