Gluttonous Sentence Novels & Stories

Her left cheek bulged, resembling a pufferfish. As if seeking revenge, Jessica ate two bowls of ravioli, but within five minutes of finishing, she felt stuffed. Terry came back after answering the phone and saw her sitting on the sofa, pursing her lips. He raised an eyebrow and walked up to her, asking, "Are you full?" Jessica glanced at him and nodded slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed. "Um." Being a glutton comes with consequences. Terry looked at her and chuckled, "So delicious, huh?"

She kept on eating. In the first place, why does she need to care when there are lots of food in front of her? She finished her food rather quickly. After finishing her food. She took a tissue and cleaned her chin and lips neatly. She patted her belly in satisfaction. She had a lazy and relaxed smile on her face. Abigail shook her head at her friend. 'Why did I get a glutton like her?' she thought. "Because gluttons are loyal," Rebecca said while pouting.

Kaelen swallowed. Gluttony growled, actually growled, shadowy purple energy coiling around his shoulders. “He goes with me.” “With us,” Lucifer corrected sharply. Gluttony bared teeth. “With. Me.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Jealousy is unbecoming.” “It’s not jealousy,” Gluttony hissed, pulling Kaelen closer, “it’s possession.” Lucifer rolled his eyes. "Not interested Gluttony, fuck I have my Amor Meus, fucking asshole."

He ask softly. I gave him a two thumbs up. "You need to eat Precious." Greyson said. "I don't feel hungry yet." I replied but I immediately realize that it was the wrong answer. Greyson's eyes darken despite his face has no expression. Yikes! "Yup. You're right I am hungry." I agreed immediately. His eyes magically lighten. I sigh. That was a close one. Note to self: Greyson hates to hear the words "not hungry" so don't use in a sentence.

The scent danced around Georgina's senses, beckoning her towards the source of its delicious allure. Her gaze settled upon the spacious dining room, a sight that left her breathless. The grand table stretched out before her, adorned with an abundance of culinary delights. It was a feast fit for royalty, a display of opulence that spoke of Marcelo's wealth. The table groaned under the weight of the sumptuous dishes, each one a masterpiece in its own right. Exotic fruits, succulent meats, and mouth watering pastries adorned the surface, inviting Georgina to indulge in a gastronomic extravaganza. It was a feast that could sustain her for weeks, and yet, it seemed almost wasteful in its extravag

I just hope that they behave themselves and not cause any noise. “Here, dear. Say, ah.” Getting spoon-fed by my mother and being watched by a number of eyes makes me feel sick. Even swallowing the food is a struggle. The porridge is threatening to rise up to my throat. If swallowing the food is the problem, I could have endured it. The problem was, the demon prince of gluttony is in the room with us. Eating in front of him is just a recipe for disaster. I am just thankful that Mammon and Leviathan are covering his eyes for the moment. However, the smell is something that we can’t hide from him. Looking at Beelzebub, his mouth is already salivating.

I replied with a nod, "I've heard a lot of things about you, you know? The mafia's very own glutton. Are you familiar with the term?" Both Ares and Ana let out a laugh but covered it with a cough instantly which didn't go unnoticed by me. Anyway, what I said about Austin was true. He was referred as that by many. "Yeah, but w-why are you calling me glutton?" Austin asked with a frown. "All the pictures I've seen for you, you are either eating the food or holding it-which made me as well as many other people conclude that you are an insane food lover and hence the nickname." I explained, biting back a smile at Austin's expression.

They looked at each other and ate their breakfast, a serene hush in the air. “It is so delicious, Art. Thank you.” "Yes, oh, I am getting gluttony, which is a sin," Azak sighed. “Thank you, only in words. What a stingy crow you are, Aurora," Art said in a dramatic voice and pouted. “A brass ring for the fingers that cooked, then.” She said as she bit into the buttery eggs and took a bite of the toast and almost moaned out loud. It was scrumptious, and she wished she had another stomach to eat it all.

The butter melted into the toast, leaving it glistening invitingly. Gnapika’s mouth watered as she took in the feast before her. She couldn’t help but feel a pang of hunger, more intense now as the scents enveloped her. Her stomach growled in anticipation, and she quickly sat down, eager to dig in. “This looks amazing, Mom,” she said, finally turning to her mother. Gnapika's stomach growled in response, her appetite further piqued by the inviting scents. She reached for a plate, eager to dive into the meal.

she exclaimed. Julian chuckled and replied, "As long as you have the appetite for it, you can even eat three servings." Willow patted her little belly and said earnestly, "That would make my tummy burst!" She then said to Julian with a serious expression, "Daddy, you shouldn't be greedy with food!" Julian wore a deeply satisfied expression. "I'll remember that. Thank you, Willow." Willow lifted her chin and said, "That's good." Julian couldn't help but shake his head.