Love The First Bite Novels & Stories

It was the off-season, and the town had that sleepy, abandoned feel that came every year when the tourists left. She drove slowly through the town, past the shuttered ice cream parlor where she and Ethan had shared their first kiss, past the bookstore where she had spent countless afternoons browsing the shelves while he worked on his car in the garage next door. She had loved him then with the fierce, all-consuming passion of first love, the kind of love that leaves scars.

Her inevitable fall. The first bite has taken place. The next will be for her.

When this has to end. "You are welcome." Linc says and I pick up my fork. "Ugh. It is so good." I moan around my first bite. I couldn't control it. Linc just laughs and I savour the rich sound. This must be heaven. We have this ease between us now that I never thought was possible. "You are welcome." Linc says again with a chuckle.

“If it isn’t my favorite student.” I jumped away in surprise and saw Katarina whispering loudly against my ear. I covered my ear as I looked up at her like a deer caught in headlights. She sneered at me, relishing at my reaction. “I suggest you eat meat and not… that.” She nodded towards the tart I reached before she startled me. I stared at the desserts longingly. She rolled her eyes and sighed. “Just go get one.” I hurriedly grabbed one and ate it all the while Katarina was staring at me. I stole a glance at her before looking away.

He grabbed them, and didn't mind if it was washed or clean, yet he devoured them, letting his teeth sink down into the reddish skin biting it off, allowing the juice to flow into his mouth. The first layer was bitter. Did he care for a minute? His stomach was at the verge of shrinking as nothing had entertained it for a long time. He neglected the bitter taste, munching the first layer and onto the seeds. Those were his favorite, and he didn't seem to act like a novice who didn't know if they were edible or not He dug his fingers into it, taking out the seeds into his hands and throwing them deep into his mouth, closing his eyes to savour the sweet taste of it.

How I hated that he made me respond to him this way. I moved away from him. Turning to face him, I let my lips crash with his. He kissed me back instantly. I bit his lip, wanting access. He just smirked and continued to kiss me. I bit his bottom lip again, this time harder. He chuckled. I wanted to bite him again, even harder, but any harder would have been drawing blood. It was something about it that made me want him more. Luckily for me, he parted his lips and allowed my tongue to enter. I immediately searched out his tongue, and they danced in a fierce Argentine Tango.

“Why? “ she asked back. “I do believe, because I fall in love the first time I meet you. “ he said. “Hmmm…. Are you sure??? “ she said. “Maybe you believe too. You just can’t accept it. “ he said. “How will you know that I believe in Love at first meet? “ she asked. “Because you make love at me on our first meet. “ he said and smiled. “Gosh, don’t reminisce it. I am not on my mind that time. “ she said. “Hmmm… don’t lie. You fell crazy while giving you romance. “ he said.

Gwendolyn Stone Today, was just so annoying and embarrassing, I wouldn't let him kiss me without my permission anymore, now I just confirmed what people say to be true, he his a flirt, the idiot stole my first kiss, how dare him, I couldn't even do a , he must have been so pleased with himself. After thinking for hours, I fell asleep, I'm sure Damon's Parents were still downstairs but I cared less. Gerald Damon

He still couldn't do anything too strenuous, though. Still, the first time we went hunting together, he gave me a proper demonstration of just how fierce he really was. A wild boar—he'd torn through its throat in under a minute. That night, I finally tasted meat again after so long. I roasted the pork belly over the fire—the sizzling fat gave off an irresistible aroma. I ate until my face was covered in grease, then asked Edward which pack he belonged to. His eyes dimmed. "I don't. I have no pack."

“And they’ve felt the bond too. Whatever is coming… it’s not human. And it’s close.” I swallowed, my hand instinctively brushing the bite on my shoulder. Heat radiated from it like wildfire. My body screamed in recognition, in longing, in fear. I wanted him. I wanted to run. I wanted to fight. And above all… I wanted to know if he would accept me, fully, despite the lies, the stolen bite, the betrayal that had marked every step of my life. But before I could ask, a low rustle came from the treeline outside, and I froze. Shadows shifted unnaturally.