Live To Eat Novels & Stories

--- HARUTO We go to a small Italian restaurant. The kind with red checkered tablecloths and candles in wine bottles. Paige orders pasta. Marcus orders steak. Julian orders fish. I order wine. "To living," Paige says, raising her glass. "To living," we echo. The restaurant is loud. Families. Couples. People living their normal lives. No one stares. No one whispers. No one cares. "This is nice," Julian says. "What is?" "Being normal." Marcus laughs. "We're not normal." "We're pretending. That's close enough."

“You’re going to be eating three meals a day at least from now on.” She looked down at the tray. “What… is this?” “Steak and potatoes,” Matt said. “And spinach. Something about being healthy?” I shrugged. “I hate spinach, personally. Everyone should, really.” She blinked at me. “She’s only half,” Tony said. “We can survive on meat alone, but she can’t.” She glanced between the two of us, then dropped her gaze to the plate. “Eat,” Tony said and settled on the other side of her. “We have things to talk about, and I’d rather do it now.”

Lio moved in front of me and the despairing look on his face worried me. “When our fellow wolves die, the power from their wolf spirit remains for a short time. In order to keep our strength as a pack complete we…Consume our dead.” My eyes widened and my ability to speak had been shut down. I sat there in silence, my eyes slowly filling up with tears again. Lio looked away from me and I could feel that he was afraid of what would come out of my mouth if I were to speak. “You…You eat their corpses to keep their spirit power a part of the pack? So Lolita…And the ones who died before…”

She paused the music but continued to eat with her earphones attached. "Chicken! You are eating a creature that was killed. You should eat vegetables." 'I cannot believe that I am stuck with this woman here! She is worse than Aunt Anita.' Ria calmly removed her earphone and looked at her disgusted. "Plants have life. They breathe too and give oxygen to us. Just because they don't have a mouth, ear or nose, that doesn't mean that they are not living. I think you should just drink water to live if you are all about not eating any living creature."

Livia happily joined in, taking small bites of everything. "For real, don't snitch on me eating this," she warned, holding up a skewer of her favorite peanut-coated snacks. "Sisr, you better keep quiet too. If Damian finds out, we're dead." They munched and laughed together, soaking in the festive atmosphere. 'Ah, living like a normal person really is the best,' Livia thought, her heart swelling with happiness. Today, she was truly enjoying herself, not even a trace of fatigue in her body.

Out of curiosity, I watched his livestream. He sat vacantly in front of the camera with exotic food piled up on his table. Those included insects, raw intestines, and things I couldn't even name. Shocked comments filled the livestream chat. "This is insane! Can he really eat that?" "I'm gonna watch if he can finish all that." "Dude, that's gross! I'm gonna puke just watching." "Hurry up and finish it! My gifts are ready!"

Rachel quickly said, "She said she's going to bet on eating poop! I've never seen anyone eat something like that before!" Larissa pursed her lips. She hadn't seen it either, and she didn't want to see it. But seeing how excited Rachel was, Larissa nodded. "Okay, then let her livestream eating poop." Ellie was shocked. There was no way these two influencers could actually afford it, right? But she had never seen them before, so they must just be some unknown influencers. Ellie said, "Buying a high-rise doesn't count. I'm talking about buying a villa, the biggest unit!"

“Because there are the crazies that find the weak points and try to bring the living back, there will be bounties on all of your heads. The living are a luxury here. They can give, say ghouls for example, a euphoric type feeling if they were to eat you. Living are like heroin down here,” my eyes widened, suddenly concerned she was going to try to eat me. She put her hands up, “Don’t worry, I’m not going to eat you. I don’t want to do that, regardless of the circumstances. I have no desire to become a drug addict today.”

It felt like eating in my Grandma's kitchen. "This is so good," I said, taking another bite of the calzone. "You say that after every bite you take." He chuckled I feel the heat rising around my cheeks while raising a smile. "I just have an undeniable love for food." "Is that so?" "I have another phrase for you," I said, "live to eat, not eat to live!" He looks at me with a big smile on his face. "You are one interesting girl."

Adrastos remarked something to me in a serious tone of voice. The fact that he wasn't a cannibal and that there was no cannibal here in Live Suicide was a huge comfort to me since I couldn't afford to be eaten by the other people in the first place. I don't want my body to remain in someone else's body for an extended period of time. It's repulsive to be eaten and repulsive to devour a person.