Feed Book Novels & Stories

"How am I supposed to survive anorexia?" The top comment read, "Get yourself a boyfriend who's a chef! My husband changes up the menu every single day of the year, and even the apples he slices for me are always shaped like little bunnies. I've basically fallen in love with food because of him!" A netizen gushed, "Whoa! Where do you even find a gem like that?"

He leans back against the wall and stays splayed out on the floor like this is just as overwhelming for his body as it is for mine. “You need to eat something,” he says, his voice low and deep. “Immediately.” “What should I eat?” I move toward the kitchen, steadying myself on pieces of furniture until I reach the kitchen island. “Salt and sugar. You’ll feel better quicker that way. Back home, feeders are well taken care of and have a very finely tuned diet.” “Feeders?” I open the fridge and find a container of yogurt, some granola, and a sports drink I was saving for Abby because I know she likes them.

However, she wasn’t that weak just like he thought otherwise, she would have been killed by the ferocious wild animals. “Master,” she called. Layla waited for his response before she continued. When Zev turned his head back to look at her, she smiled. “I think I should do this first before having something for lunch. It’s just that when I happen to survive this jump, I hope you’d treat me with a sumptuous meal again.” “Oh. I remember there was still boar meat left in the house. If you make it today, I’ll try out a few recipes from the recipe book I found in the kitchen. What do you say?”

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!”

I feel like there is an insider who feeds them with news of our daily activities Instead of feeding myself with their bitter stories. I decided to stay off social medias and focused on my school. I was inside my room with Chris. I was feeding him since that’s the only way he eats. He only agrees to me feeding him and nobody else. Then, I heard a knock.

“Oh, it’s like this. Last time I gave you—” “Hey, enough flirting! Get to the point!” The officer looked at his notes and then waved his pen angrily. “Do you remember what this is?” “Well, see, one morning at breakfast, I accidentally gave you Darla’s feed. Since you were enjoying it so much, I kept doing it.” Vanessa’s thoughts were in a tangled mess. Was Josh talking about his pet pig, Darla? “Don’t worry, Vanessa. I’ve asked the manufacturer about it. This pig feed is edible. Humans can consume it. The only thing is that there are no nutrients in it, but I asked them to make some changes. I tried the other flavors, and this one is the best.”

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.