I'll Eat You Up Novels & Stories

"How are we going to eat?" "I'll feed you." "I'm not used to being fed."

Reluctantly, I replied, "I guess I would rather be an old man than be left alone repeatedly.” Gino abruptly yelled, "What! Single old man? Hey Jericko, it's a shame for your breed if you merely beat them with your eggs. Not all ladies will leave you.” His abrupt scream caused me to muffle my ears because I couldn't tell what he was battling for. “Gino, you don't need to yell; I'm right next to you,” I said.

My hand lifted, trembling, but his head snapped up, eyes locking on mine - wary, predatory, like I was prey. I froze, my breath shallow. "Eat it," I whispered, my voice soft, coaxing. "Slowly." He didn't listen. He devoured the pancakes, crumbs scattering, and when I picked up the milk bowl, his gaze followed, sharp and untrusting. "I'll feed you, okay?" I said, my voice barely above a breath. "Don't be afraid."

I didn't really care about those big names that much that's why I am this clueless. If I am with my friends, they probably told me his name already in a snap. "Eat now, Elysian." "You want me to eat this? How can I know if this is not going to kill me?" "I don't do things like that. I don't want to marry a dead body," he shrugged like what he said is just nothing! "Eat now, Elysian, or do you want me to make you eat? I'll willingly do that." I frowned, "Shut up. You eat first."

I lean down, wiping the tears with my tongue. Salty. I love it. "I want to eat you." I move further, her fingers digging into my back. "All of you." She exhale deeply, holding my stare. "Eat you up. Then spit you right out." "Then eat you up again." I groan. "I want to slab right into you until you lose everything. All but my name." I wait for her to adjust to my full form before pushing further. "Just like I do when you smile. When you frown. Bit on your lip."

"What's death? What's life? Maybe I'm dead, and his aura... is the smell of a living person! A living person must not be missed! I'm going to swallow him, eat him! Eat, eat, eat, swallow, swallow, swallow! Kill, kill, kill, kill!" "I'll kill whoever tries to stop me! He's mine! I've been hungry for many years, and now that I've finally woken up, I want to eat, eat, eat! I want to eat everything! All the flesh and blood is mine! No one can fight over it, no one can fight over it! These are all food that belongs to me!" "Charge, rush, rush! Kill, kill, kill! Die, die! Whoever blocks my way will be killed by me! All of you get lost! Everything is mine, it's all mine! You have no right to fight

And I ate enjoying the meal. Oh happy day

I knew if I stayed even a second longer, I'd collapse right there in front of everyone. I fought back the churning in my stomach and took a cab back to the motel. The second I pushed open the door, I made a beeline for the bathroom and collapsed in front of the toilet, throwing up until there was nothing left in me. Only then did I finally stop. Once I started to feel a little better, the hunger kicked in out of nowhere. I grabbed my phone and, without even thinking, ordered everything off the "Top Picks" list. … Half an hour later, the coffee table was buried in milkshakes, burgers, and pizzas.

"And even if there was, I'm not interested in exploring it. Just leave me alone. I left the room to wake Darna up, so she could get ready for school. Jace looked disappointed, trying to make me feel better despite the pain he'd caused me. He'd left this morning without eating and came back late, drunk. I thought that was just who he was, but I didn't realize I was turning him into a monster. As I walked into the room, Jace was trying to smoke. He lit his cigarette, took a puff, and looked up at me. "See what you've turned me into?" he said. I asked him where he'd been all day, but he couldn't respond. He stood up, came closer, and said, "I really want to taste you, to see how sweet you are."

I wоuldn’t саrе if I еvеr аtе a ѕіnglе morsel оf food ever again. “I know уоu’rе nоt hungrу, Iz, but уоu have tо eat. I’m thіnkіng wе can hаvе a Twilight marathon. Nothing lіkе реrvіng over ѕеxу vаmрѕ and wеrеwоlvеѕ to mаkе уоu fоrgеt аbоut nаѕtу mаn-whоrеѕ.”