Feed Book Novels & Stories

It seemed like she enjoyed feeding him, she forgot that she should eat as well. Callum cut a small piece of pancake from his plate and called Bea. “You should eat.” Bea nodded and ate the pancake that he offered. She smiled while chewing the food as she went back to feeding Caleb. He looked away from the two. What was that? Why did she look so adorable from just eating the food that he offered? “You should feed Caleb too, Callum.” Callum looked at Bea before he took cut another part and fed Caleb. “Thanks, Dad!”

She made a self-promise to begin dieting today. However, Felicia's personalized food plan became too much for her to manage after just one day. She slipped downstairs in the hopes of finding something to eat because her stomach would not stop grumbling. In the kitchen, Ava was preparing a bottle for Sean. Ava immediately began preparing some meals for her. "You're not even overweight. You really do look cute with a hint of tenderness," Ava remarked with a smile. When Heather heard it, all of her remaining determination vanished.

"If her food is meant for a pig, then what about the food I usually eat? Trash?" One of the people found a picture of oatmeal in the account with the caption: "Bambi finished the seafood broth I made in no time, but Beau said only a pig would eat it. He just wouldn't try it at all. I need to find a way to make it look as good as it tastes!" The post accumulated hundreds of comments in an instant. "I'm going to give the reporter a huge slap first. Then, I'll slap that kid two times! As for Harvey, I'm slapping him ten times!"

“Are you done? When did you turn into this insane person? “You’re embarrassing me.”

That night, I bled out and died. Haunted by the agony of my previous life, I pushed down the fury and put on a grin. "Janet, go ahead and cook your signature dish! That'll up your chances to be the rich dude's wife." Our mother, Fiona Walker, seemed unsure. "I've heard that Indoria folks don't do beef. Christina, you're the brainy one in the family, what's your take?" Before I could answer, Janet shot me a death glare. "Indoria's a beef-exporting powerhouse! There's no way they don't eat it. I saw a bunch of cows at the rich guy's place. They're definitely for chowing down! Don't bother Christina with that stuff. Remember, she's my rival now."

"This was a birthday present Hans gave me last year." I gripped the gunwale tightly, my nails digging into my palms. This also happened in my past life; she deliberately emphasized Hans's special treatment to her in front of everyone, while I could only force a smile like a fool. I heard my own calm voice. "How is that possible? It's just a bag; it's worth it." Winnie's expression stiffened. Just then, the barbed wire snapped with a piercing sound. "Roar!" The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up!

“Protect me? You gave Poppy and me the unsold dog food from Emma’s shop. Is that how you protected us?” Nate’s eyes flashed. Emma immediately said, “Lila, how can you mistake our kindness for ill intent? That dog food was imported. If it weren’t for the fact that Nate felt bad for you, you would’ve already starved to death in the desert.” She brought that young boy to me. “Say hi to Lila.” The young boy, Olly Anderson, rolled his eyes and spat at me. “Ugly witch! I don’t want to say hi to you!”

“I got you a little of everything they had. You can take a bite and see what tastes best.” Becca opened up and Brawn fed her the bite. She chewed, smiling at him while they stared at each other. He paused, taking the time to lift a straw to her mouth to make her take a drink of milk and continued to feed her. “You know I can do this myself, right?” “I know. I enjoy feeding you, beautiful.” “I hate eating alone.” She glanced at the plate and grabbed a crab cake. “Open up.” He opened his mouth. When Becca lifted the bite to Brawn’s mouth he suddenly moved, taking the food and her fingers into his mouth. He sucked on her fingers before swallowing the crab.

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Three salty and one soup, very rich, all are some food to nourish the stomach, although it is frugal, but it also looks like you want to eat it, it is indeed a hundred thousand times better than a boxed lunch. Ten minutes later, Sweet Pea Guun brought hot food into the office, his phone lit up, showing a WeChat message. Sweet Pea Guun took the phone to unlock it, and discovered that Brene Brian had sent him four messages. It's very difficult for Brene Brian to reply to a message every day, as long as the table doesn't actively contact, Sweet Pea Guun curiously clicks open. Brene Brian: Got it? Brene Brian: Sweet Pea Guun, eat rice.