Live To Eat Novels & Stories

He pulls a dish closer to me and says "You first" "Uh okay" shit, they were waiting for me to go first? Like in what year are these men from? It seems they're not done shocking me. As I'm putting vegetables on my plate, De Luca grabs another dish and starts piling meat beside the vegetables. After my plate is overflowing with all kinds of food, that's when they start serving themselves. I turn to ask De Luca what he thinks he's doing but before I speak his phone rings. He takes it out, looks at the caller ID, and gets up telling me "Eat up"

“Brisket, eggs, toast, and pancakes on the side.” Madeleine arches her eyebrows at me. “Interesting choice.” “What did you expect?” “Something more Italian, I suppose.” Her eyes scan over me. “And healthier.” I laugh softly. “There’s nothing wrong with indulging in the good things every so often. Otherwise what is the point?” “The point?” “Of living.” I reach over the wooden table that has seen better days twenty years ago, and take Madeleine’s hand in mine. “You’re not supposed to just survive. That’s not life. It’s not living. You’re allowed to have some fun.”

Every time I feel like I'm finally gonna be free, I end up in a way worse confinement. I heaved a sigh and played around with the scrambled eggs on my plate. We have limited electricity down here, we have an oven, a microwave, and a refrigerator that we can use in the kitchen. In the storage room, the clean drinking water bottles, boxed ready-to-make meals, cereals, beans, and so many more things were available but I didn't feel like eating anything. I'm so sick of everything. I glanced at Leo, who was silently eating his food. Without even looking at me, he said, "Eat, Evie, you need food to survive."

To take my mind off sex, I turn my attention to food with the occasional glance at Marinah. Watching her eat is a lesson in gluttony, and my eyes slide over when she starts devouring her dinner. She survived off MREs for years with no fresh fruit or vegetables, and she's now a one-woman eating machine. Very little conversation takes place when she's filling her stomach. "You missed Beck by a minute," I tell her. She looks up from the second soft tortilla she just filled with a few vegetables and extra meat. "And?" she prompts. "World War IV is going on between Missy and Ruth." We never call the original war with the hellhounds, World War III, but technically it would be.

She shouted angrily “ Am sorry,,,” Lisa said and got up “ Here,, this is your breakfast. You should eat faster because you will be doing something important today. One of you will die ” He said and they both flinched “ What do you mean by,one of us will die ?? ” Hazel asked “ Don’t ask me question and eat!! If you don’t eat,you will end up dying anyway ” He said and walked out of the room Lisa and Hazel turned to each other and then to the food,,,

"No need for that. I’ll cook." Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. "You? Cook?" He gave her a pointed look. "What do you think I survive on? Air? I live alone. Obviously, I cook. " She tilted her head, feigning deep thought. “Hmm… protein shakes, microwaved noodles, and probably a lot of takeout.” He scoffed. “Wow. You really do not have any faith in me.” She bent her head, studying him. " Not that. I'm just surprised and marveled. You just got ten times more attractive."

“What if Colin did something?” “ I don't think so, the app hasn't been launched yet, I think it's a little manipulation to make you scared” Zack explained. “Maybe” I nod. “Let's all pull out our phones and d******d the Livelife app!” Jasper instructs on stage, and everyone obediently reaches for their phone. I skipped the notification and d******ded the app too. “Livelife is a multipurpose lifestyle app that helps users make decisions based on their habits, preferences, and goals, making it a one-stop solution for everything from fitness, nutrition, entertainment and social life.” he paused, looking around.

“Oh my, it melts in my mouth! It tastes so good. “It smells nice too, kind of like beef. But there is a fresh fragrance of some sort of herb. I feel the energy flowing within my body. It feels so good. “Ah, Alex, my appetite isn’t all that big, right? But why don’t I feel full even after eating this much? I won’t get fat from this, right?” Michelle was eating while live streaming the whole time, which made her look as if she were an eating broadcaster. However, a normal eating broadcaster ate ordinary food, but she was eating the meat of an Immortal demon, who was alive no less. This truly showed the difference between her and the norm. The viewers could only watch as she ate, gulping with s

"Living people, he is a living person... This is the smell of living people! There are actually living people coming here! Haha! I want to have a big meal, eat happily! I haven't been full for a long time. Oh, I remember, I seem to be dead, but so what? Now I pursue flesh and blood, I just want to devour flesh and blood!" "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!"

’ she thought, confused. Mel brushed off the thought and decided not to bother herself with Bjorn this night. She went ahead with her plan to make friends with the other women of Grime, heading over to some of the female encampments, glad she wasn’t the only one dressed in the ridiculous attire. Supper that evening consisted of spicy mutton soup which disturbed Mel as she had never really fancied spicy dishes. The women assured her that there were varying degrees of how the dish could be prepared and they made the exception of preparing a milder variation for Mel, something she insisted she could do without.