Moveable Feast Novels & Stories

And joy was a rare currency in their world. The feast was held in a great, open hall, long wooden tables draped in ivy garlands and laid with platters of food that still steamed in the cool night air. There were loaves of herb bread, thick stews rich with root vegetables and game, honey-glazed roots, and delicate pastries filled with spiced fruit. Elora’s eyes went wide with delight. Daniella sat beside Dalton at the center table, her eyes wide as she watched Elora and Marcus dive into conversation with a group of Emerald scouts. Marcus already had a mug of mead in hand and was arguing theatrically about whose alpha had the best war stories.

And Ava, she moves with the second type of confidence. I wanted to know just what she's been through to be able to walk around like that. The table is set with all types of meals: Eggs, both hard-boiled and scrambled, bacon and pancakes so golden they look like they could be hung in the sky to replace the sun. A pitcher of orange juice sweats against the linen runner, next to a pot of dark coffee that sweeps the air with its essence. This does not look like just an ordinary table. It looks like a freaking feast meant for a king.

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Moover City, Country Z Moover City is one of the biggest Cities in Country Z, wherein it was the busiest city in the country. It has malls, supermarkets, churches, hospitals, hotels, resorts, and many more. This country is ruled by a President and a democratic country, but aside from the President, they say that there is much more powerful than him and it was none other than Mr. Mariano Accetturo. Known for being a magnate and a mafia lord in country Z. His word is a law in the place where he resides. Many politicians need to win his approval for them to win, he remains low-key even tho he is at the peak of his time. Coming from a very powerful clan they also experience a crisis in their fam

she continued. Although living alone in the mansion on the northwest part of the peninsula, Zev was living a comfortable life. He had almost everything inside his huge house and that included the complete sets of cutlery. It was also Layla’s first time eating with a fork and knife but only on the side of her plate. She tended to pick the food with her bare hands and shoved it in her mouth despite the size. Layla would also take turns biting the meat in her hands like a decisive hungry lady who couldn’t decide which one to take on first.

Then we all back up inside, and I slam the door—after I blow Cormac a kiss, of course. We return to the living area to split up the goods. The food is like my every daydream come true. Some kind of southwestern style meatloaf, potato casserole, green beans with hunks of ham, and freshly baked cornbread still steaming from the oven. I help myself to giant heaping portions of each, thankful the ladies in the cafeteria thought to ensure there was enough to feed ten large shifters, then dig in. The meatloaf explodes with juices and flavors, heavy with cayenne and rosemary, flecked with cheese and corn. Much better than the cheeseburgers I dreamed of on the way here. Amora pops a piece of cornbre

The moment the words left my mouth, Hilda's smile froze. Even in her livestream, the rapidly scrolling comments came to an abrupt halt. She frowned and could barely believe what she had just heard. "Are you still trying to bargain with me?" Once again, her voice turned shrill. I ignored her questioning and looked straight into her phone's camera before calmly continuing, "Ten thousand dollars is too cheap. It doesn't match the Supreme Farmhouse Set Meal you've put together, featuring your imported Ardorian chives and classically trained gourmet chicken.

He had meticulously arranged a feast fit for royalty, infused with flavors that would tantalize the taste buds and nourish the body. Tonight was a special night—a night he had carefully planned to surprise Alexandra, his beloved. As he glanced around the room, his eyes swept over the array of dishes, each prepared with love and consideration. From the marinated grilled chicken breast, perfectly seasoned with a delicate blend of herbs and spices, to the colorful medley of roasted vegetables, every element had been chosen with Alexandra's health and fitness goals in mind.

Sebastian Holding was becoming interesting even if I acknowledged it or not. "Faster!" Sebastian ordered. "We're here. In front of you." Leaving Wyatt behind, I strolled towards the entrance of the buffet. It was called Buffet103. It was the only thing I could afford at any moment. My heart sank seeing the crowd inside. The place was already full-packed. I usually like this place since it's an international cuisine offering an eat-all-you-can Japanese, Filipino, Italian, Chinese, and American grub and many more, as well as a wide selection of sweet desserts.

I was famished. The long trip had weakened me and since I was trying to settle old scores, my appetite had to be subdued till this point. Soon, one by one, the servers walked in, placing dishes of different types on the table, occupying every space on it. Then, bottles of wines stood tall in between the pots, enough for twenty men. It was just two of us on this feast, and all I had to do was make my mind up on what to devour first. Easy peasy. I grabbed the bowl of nicely spice turkey, and took a piece.