Live To Eat Novels & Stories

My voice was so calm it sounded unfamiliar even to me. "Adrian, to keep her in the light, you're going to bury me in hell forever. Is that it?" He didn't answer. He only glanced once at the white bandage around my wrist, then turned to the bodyguards. "Keep her here. No phone. No visitors." The lock clicked behind him. The sound echoed through the empty stage. A few minutes later, the giant screens in Times Square suddenly cut away from their luxury ads. A grainy, high-impact video appeared.

Mimi says, “have you eating?“ she inquired, “I don't have an appetite to eat anything,” Zack's mom says, “you have to eat and drink something, please, Tolu get us two plates of sustenance from the cafeteria,” Mimi says, and Tolu went out to buy the food and he brought the food to his mon, she ate the food and Mimi had her potions and after a while, Tolu don't you think that you need to relax or visit your office to attend to things in your office” Mimi Inquired, “all of us can not be staying here every day, go and rest a while, he will survive,” Mimi says,

"Has raisins... Gross." I opened the basically empty fridge. "Well, we don't even have milk, so cereal's out of the question... But I'm not gonna eat expired granola bars. Let's just order something again?" "You're never gonna survive a zombie apocalypse if you care about expiry dates." Admonishing me, she clicked her tongue. "Like trust me, if the world as we know it was ending tomorrow, you're gonna have to learn to eat anything." "Uh-huh, says the vegetarian."

Lunch was served, White rice and Vegetables. The siblings had just settled down on the dinning, Mareili dished Joachim's meal before serving hers. "This is definitely just not what I was expecting to eat but uhm.... If there's nothing else. Anyway" Joachim muttered to himself but loud enough to be heard by Mareili.

I have a suspicious feeling that what ever he is going to say isn't going to be good. "Veggies are good. But they are perishable. We will not be restocking enough for you to be picky. Meat is great protein...Which you need. I will get you nuts and other snacks, but you will have to consume some of the meat I hunt if you are to make it. This is about survival and eating what is available little human."

Great, now I need a new client. "Aren't you hungry?" She chirped, finding a spot on her bed. "What's on the meal plan this afternoon?" "Eggs and bacon." "Eww." We chorused. "So I'm thinking we go out. It's almost noon, so lunch?" I halted. Noon is when I'm supposed to meet Dylan. "Aren't you hungry or do you have plans elsewhere?" She must have noticed my discomfort. "Not really." "Not really to the first question or the second?"

This was over the top! Hayley grabbed a pot and sat under the grapevine trellis. "This is what I normally eat." Leonard froze, and the men behind him struggled to keep their jaws closed. "From now on, whatever I eat, you eat," Hayley said loudly. "Stick with me, and this is the baseline every single day." The men listening nearby nearly popped their eyes out. No way! This was the starting point? This was the apocalypse! Back at the base, they couldn't even dream of having meat and vegetables. And now, Hayley was promising Leonard that kind of life on the regular?

she walks over to the small table. “I figured you would like something to uplift your spirits and you also missed lunch.” “you know me so well! I love it,” she clutches the wrapping and inhales it. “did you get it at our favorite spot?” “of course, what other place serves legendary hamburgers like they do?” I chuckle, watching as Livie tears the wrapping open and takes a bite. Two seconds later, her moan fills the rooftop. “this is so good!” Smiling, I pat her head twice. “eat up.”

Morgan froze, his expression stiff with embarrassment and irritation. "I already took my clothes off, and this is what you're telling me?" Seeing the two tomatoes in my hands, Eli immediately understood. He smiled gently. "I almost forgot—this is how humans eat." Th-then how else would we eat? When you're hungry, you eat food. What else—air? Thankfully, Eli was considerate. He stepped over, took the two tomatoes from my hands, and said thoughtfully, "Master, please wait outside. Leave the cooking to me. Morgan and I aren't picky—we can eat anything."

Her posture remained upright, and her gaze never left the food in front of her. Despite her condition, Fel seemed to take great pleasure in the simple act of eating. Miranda couldn't help but admire the young girl's resilience in the face of her illness. The food seemed to provide a brief respite from Fel's troubled mind, and her composure never faltered. Miranda could sense a deep sadness in Fel's eyes, but she also saw a glimmer of hope, as though the young girl was holding onto a dream that would see her through her illness. As Fel finished the last bite of food, Miranda noticed that her face had taken on a serene expression, as though the meal had given her some measure of peace. It was