Moveable Feast Novels & Stories

The grand central staircase of the manor had always been enchanted, but tonight, during the Solstice Revels, it had become something far more dangerous. The Shifting Staircase event allowed guests to ride the moving steps as they rearranged themselves into spiraling towers, floating platforms, and hidden landings — a playful yet treacherous celebration of the manor’s living architecture.

"Forget it. Let's go, kid. I'll treat you to the signature dish exclusive to the Moon-watch Peak: 'Dragon Soaring Over Four Seas'." Would a fire finally be lit inside the mess hall of the Moon-watch Peak? But why did Xiao Chen feel like the dish would be a complete mess after learning its name? Just like that, an hour passed. "Please! Elder Bai, stop fooling around. Let's hurry and go before the mess hall of the Star-picking Peak closes its doors..." "Oh, let's not. It's so expensive to eat at the mess hall of the Star-picking Peak. Besides, look at how cute this mudfish is. Look, look. It's even opening its mouth to smile at you..."

Aiden had assigned me the task of overseeing the catering arrangements for the Selene festival. He explained how I needed to coordinate with the catering companies to ensure that a wide variety of high-quality dishes were available throughout the festival. He handed me a detailed list of the different cuisines and specialities that needed to be included in the menu, ranging from traditional delicacies to contemporary favourites. The first catering service I called was Southern Flavors, renowned for their roasted meats and vegetables from the southern plains. They were excited to be a part of the festival and promised to provide their signature dishes that would delight the visitors.

The feast. My fork clattered against the plate. My chest tightened. “I don’t think the feast is for me,” I said, bitterness dripping from my tone. She tilted her head. “Why not?” I laughed without humor. “Because it’s not for people like me.” The feast. The Moon Feast. It came once every decade, under the brightest full moon. The whole pack gathered on the training ground to honor the Moon Goddess for her blessings. The Alpha and the elders led the rituals sanctifying the pack, renewing the bond with the throne, blessing the warriors.

But one thing bewildered her prying mind more, his glowing aureate eyes uncannily familiar. The feasts had begun and every able slaves, servants, and maids were kept running. The food and rampant merry–making endured for hours outside and inside the palace, while Camilla anxiously wait for the day to be over. She indulged herself with four glasses of the fine Movakon fruit wine and a plate of breaded roll—stuffed with cream and meaty flavored grub—which favors the taste of her favorite snack, quesito. A crunchy, flaky pastry she used to enjoy as a child. All the while she made acquaintance with several noble men and women from different kingdoms, who shared a table with her. One thing she li

How could she even say that? "We don't need two daughters in law here okay? I don't think I complained to you." "You did! You actually complained, perhaps you've forgotten what you said earlier." Lisa answered. I staggered to my feet to get shower and change my dress. The feast of the moon was a sacral and honourable event held once in a year and some pack celebrated theirs for three days and some celebrated it for seven days. I shouldn't ruin the event by collapsing, I would not only ruin the day but also tarnish the reputation of the silver pack. Getting dressed up, I drew in the food and began to stuff the food in my mouth, despite the disagreement of my stomach. I had no appetite, I just

I massaged my waist, wondering if Jason had decided to make things more intense by provoking Sylvie during our honeymoon. Suddenly, another voice came from the walkie-talkie, "We've found the surveillance footage. Our manager left with the male guest from room seven-zero-two..." "Isn't that the same room where two male guests forced themselves onto another female guest?" The janitor rushed to switch off the walkie-talkie. I lowered my head and said, "I have his phone number. I'll call him." As I went to get my phone, I glanced at the wedding dress and saw that it had been soiled by high-heeled shoe prints. My marriage certificate had also fallen to the floor, along with another footprint on

In case some crumbs will come out of my mouth, my palms would catch it, instead of flying to their faces. We bought the same Takoyaki that I used to buy with King and sat at the usual bench where we used to talk. I felt delightful while having quality time with the ones close to my heart. It was so rare to have them both while hanging out. So I cherish every single tik tok of the clock that pass by. “You’re so lucky, Hannah.” Vanessa complimented while playing with her Takoyaki, “King is so faithful and thoughtful.” I grinned as I tried not to chuckled, “It’s a blessing, Vanessa.”

No man, I repeat, no man has a right to be this handsome. Six maids entered carrying trays, their steps light and graceful. One by one, they filled the table with food, so much food. Roasted meats, steaming soups, golden pastries, bowls of fruits, and dishes from every corner of the world. It was the kind of feast that could feed a whole village for a week. And it was just… for the two of us? My fingers trembled slightly as I looked at the endless dishes. But before I could even reach out, his voice came again, low and gentle.

Anyway, this new promotion saved my daily trips to the dumpster as the leftovers were now in my reach, my gluttony was touching the new limits. There was some sort of dinner party in the Palace. There was a heap of leftovers in the kitchen tonight. So, I asked Moira to come and join the party. She looked at the food and gasped in disbelief, “Brisket and meatloaf? Did we die and went to heaven accidentally, Shyl?” We both laughed and shared the food equally, but still, Moira gave me her share of brisket. “Although I haven't eaten this much meat in my seventeen years of life, you need it, Shyl. We can’t risk your health.”