Novel & Cerita Hungry Stomach Growling Fanfiction

My stomach uses the thought to growl in agreement. The top right drawer of my desk vibrates, the metal buzzing distracting me from my stomach trying to eat itself. Plus, I get cranky when I'm hungry. It's best I don't subject myself to pubescent teenagers right now. MARISSA: Now that you and Grant are dating can we do couple game nights?

Work. I sighed and sat up, rubbing my temples as my stomach let out a low, painful growl. Right. The last time I had tried eating, it had ended badly. But now, hunger gnawed at me, stronger than the nausea, so I forced myself to stand. My body protested, stiff and sluggish, as I padded into the kitchen.

My stomach immediately started to growl as I was so hungry. "Do you want this princess? I'm sure you are starving," the bastard said. "I'm not hungry," I said given I didn't like his attitude and my stomach betrayed me by growling even more loudly. This made him laugh and drop the plate in front of me. "Oh you can't feed yourself, I'll have the honor to feed you," I felt disgusted by his offer but what choice did I have? None.

My stomach growled loudly, a cruel reminder of the emptiness that gnawed at me, of the hunger that I could no longer ignore. “Can we eat first?” I muttered, voice low and hoarse, still too shaken to even be sassy about it. My throat burned from the strain of holding back my emotions. Marcello’s smirk was infuriating. He leaned in closer, his breath hot on my skin, sending a shiver down my spine that I couldn’t shake off. His free hand reached up to tuck a stray lock of hair behind my ear in a disturbingly gentle gesture. I knew better than to fall for the illusion of tenderness.

Is this him throwing some kind of tantrum? His stomach growls loudly, the sound echoing through the empty room. I stare at him in utter disbelief. He closes his eyes briefly. "...Damnit." Despite the ridiculous situation, a laugh almost sneaks out of me. "Well, look at that. Someone is clearly hungry.” “I’m… not.” Another growl rumbles from his stomach. This one sounds painful. I raise an eyebrow. "Mars." He rubs a hand slowly over his face. "...It's different."

If my body still wants more? My stomach growls, reminding me that I still hadn't eaten and am very hungry. He was making us sandwiches when we got rather distracted in the kitchen earlier. I can guess where he is right now. Getting up and wrapping myself again with the duvet, I step out of the bedroom to find him in the kitchen.

"Stop acting like you wouldn't have found another way to just drag me here." He finally looked up, flashing an arrogant smirk. "Glad you learning." My stomach gave a pitiful growl that sounded like a dying animal. Meanwhile, Void was too engrossed in his screen. What had him so invested while there was a world war taking place in my belly? "Look, I'm really really hungry. Since morning, I've had nothing but two miserable crackers and half a banana I found sulking in the fridge. You won't even let me order anything!"

There’s a sense of newness, of possibility, and I can’t help but feel giddy at the thought of what our future holds. Eventually, the soft growl of my stomach breaks the peaceful silence, and Adam chuckles, his chest rumbling beneath me, teasing, his lips curving into a playful grin. “Looks like someone’s hungry.” I giggle, burying my face against his chest in embarrassment. “Maybe a little.” “Come on, let’s get you fed.”

Then— We lost it, laughter bubbling over until my stomach growled loud enough to rival a bear. *Grrrr.* “Wow, rude.” I glared down at my growling stomach like it had personally betrayed me. Keisha’s eyes dropped to my midsection, then back up with a slow grin. “Sounds like someone’s hungry.”she poked my side. “Should I be scared?” I swatted her hand away, but she caught my wrist instead, tugging me closer. “Hungry?” I groaned. “I’m starving, had better feed me before I turn feral.”