Love The First Bite Novels & Stories

“Taste.” I open my mouth. The first drop is salty. Bitter. Perfect.

Jesse groaned and collected the novel from her in a swift move "Oh come on Jesse" "I don't get why you love this vampire plus hunter love story" Jesse frowned "I love it because it felt real" "Bells, I know how much your family despises the vampires and it's already in your book to wipe out all the existence of the vampires" Jesse snapped "Why are you getting all worked up all of a sudden" "Am I ?" Jesse flashed her a smile "Never mind" "Now give that novel back to me" She added and they both started fighting for the novel

I looked down at the wooden thick tray the food was served on and couldn’t help but purse my lips together. I picked up the knife and fork and cut the meat that was submerged in the steak sauce. Then I picked a piece up with my fork andI blew a lot on it after which I put it in my mouth. First bite and I fell in love. “Mmmm!” I closed my eyes and waved my fists next to my chest slightly in delight, “This is so good!” I spoke after swallowing the piece. “Right?” Valek smiled at me. A soft happy smile that for some reason made my heart skip a beat.

She casually scratched her neck and glanced at her friends, who were busy elbowing each other and observing the guy who seemed uninterested. “I want to taste it,” he said, and she looked at him again. She saw him open his mouth. Was he offering her a bite? Doubtful, she moved her hands to pick a piece with a toothpick. “The one which you’ve bitten, baby,” he whispered in her ear. His voice was oddly alluring, and she couldn’t figure it out. Maybe he was just like that when he was used to people. Sweet and playful. And… Oh my! Why did she end up giving him the piece she had taken a bite of? Did he think that some of the Kikiam might be poisoned, and to ensure he wouldn’t die, he wanted the bi

It growled loud enough for the people in the front of the line to flinch. So… I snatched it with zero dignity and shoved it into my mouth. The first bite made my knees weak. Goddess, I had missed this taste. Sweet, warm, slightly evil. Like love if love had teeth. “So you finally decided to talk to me?” I asked through a mouthful, glaring sideways at her. She scoffed, rolled her eyes, and then… stopped walking. I blinked, stopped too and turned to her. “What?” I asked.

“You know if you keep staring at me like that, we might end up going back early and your royal highness would probably lose her mind in fury.” I laughed immediately. “But thankfully,” he continued casually, “there’s a lot of room in my house.” “Felix!” “What? I’m just saying.” I shook my head while laughing and finally picked up my fork. The first bite nearly made me close my eyes. The taste was unreal. Like seriously unreal. The flavors melted perfectly and I almost forgot where I was for a second. Felix watched me carefully with amusement. “You like it?” I swallowed quickly before answering. “I love it. It’s so good.”

she growls at me. "It was you who did it, first love," I tell her, she's the one who started it. "No biting" she growls at me again meaning it, not wanting our game to end, after all, I've achieved my purpose leaving a mark on her, I don't bite her again. Instead, I land kisses, sucking all over her chest and breast, I might have landed few light-hearted bites over her nipples but she got too busy moaning to call me off biting her.

Pay an arm and a leg for what, two bites? "It's only the first round, baby." His cocky persona takes over, going straight to his eyes that dance with amusement. "I'll make sure you get your fill." My mouth drops at the innuendo, but before I retort, he challenges me with a raised brow. "Take a bite." Narrowing my gaze, not believing this will be worth anything close to its price tag, I collect my first spoonful. Lifting it to my mouth, I stare him in the eyes as I chomp down on a slice of lobster.

Relaxed and chill in my company and yet still cutely attentive. “You always seemed to love it, so I figured I would see what the fuss is about, besides, I am so hungover right now and this sounded better than a fry up.” He digs in, taking a mouthful and chewing it slowly as if to savor the taste before giving me an approving look and digging in for more. I shake my head and follow suit, trying not to moan with pleasure at the first bite of something I have craved since moving to New York. Literally, a taste sensation exploding in my mouth. “You have to admit, this is sooo good.” I gush between bites, slapping Christian’s hand as his fork makes a dive at my food with a cheeky smile across the

How could he possibly still hold any feelings toward me? I slowly lowered my head and reached for the food on the ground, pitifully eating like a disgraced mutt. Suddenly, Emily's voice, underlined with malice, rang in my ears, "Why aren't you eating the meat, Marina? I'm sure you need the nutrition, right?" Numbly, I placed the meat into my mouth. My sense of taste had long since been dulled from all the pain I suffered, so all I could feel was that the meat was slightly different from anything I'd ever eaten before.