Noble Beast Food Truck Novels & Stories

“Silver Moon pack. Thank you for the warm welcome. Your leadership has done a great job providing information that could lead to job opportunities for a lot of you. Our security team and I will begin assessments tomorrow for anyone interested in a contract position with MasonCo. Meet us at the training pavilion tomorrow at five a.m.” There is a louder applause for Bronx than their Alpha. Once Bronx sits down, Omegas who we haven’t seen bring our plates of food. We begin with Caesar salad with homemade dressing and small plates of bacon wrapped shrimp. Bronx looks at me, nodding in approval at the delicious food. The Omegas bring out the main course of beef Wellington. Everyone in the dining

“I can’t go back to Silverpine until the curse is lifted.” “I need to remember that,” she affirmed. “Hungry?” “I am,” she said and grinned. Her appetite was almost as large as mine. We went back down to the lobby; Byron was still at the desk. “Where’s a good place to eat?” I asked. His smile grew wide. “Definitely Neutral Ground.” “Interesting name,” I remarked. “It’s a local safe haven,” he almost whispered. His eyes darted around the lobby, then landed back on me. “Jaime is the owner and doesn’t tolerate any shifter shenanigans, so everyone can enjoy it.”

Bella giggled at that and said, “Do you have anything to eat? I mean you made a beautiful outing plan, so I hope you have food with you. I am also hungry.” Nicholas jumped down from the bonnet and went to the boot of the car. He opened and took out a basket and a portable mini freezer box with him. He came back to the bonnet and opened the basket which was filled with mini sandwiches and cheese cubes. It also had a wine bottle and wine glasses. Inside the mini freezer box he had smoothies, flavored yogurts and beer cans. Bella jumped down, kissed him on the cheek and started to eat the sandwiches and drank a smoothie that Nicholas had prepared.

She told the story of Amsterdam as though she had lived here all her life, but she beamed with surprise at each new discovery. They made their way to the Albert Cuyp flea market where they found a gathering of food trucks. Rico had mentioned it to Luke when they'd spoken the previous day. Bella was surprised at the variety of menus offered, from traditional Dutch to Vietnamese to modern deli fare and everything in between.

"Let's grab some food, it's lunchtime and I'm getting hungry. How about you?" "Um, okay. I'm hungry too." Nigel would have preferred to dine at an upscale, fancy restaurant, but Nathalie thought he might book a private room again, so she suggested to try a local restaurant instead as she also wanted to try some local cuisine. "Sir, would you like to try our new dish?" The waiter asked. "Sure, what is it?" Nigel answered while scanning the menu. "It's ox tripe peanut stew, sir. Our fermented shrimp paste is special."

“Of course I know it—do you think you’re the only one who knows all the beautiful spots in this city?” Arash then gestured for Zaya to follow him. They walked past several people who looked just like Zaya, enjoying time with their friends and partners. It was, after all, lunchtime. “Fancy having something to eat whilst we chat and decide where to go first to look for that book?” Arash asked in return. “Sure. You choose, as long as it’s halal.” Arash accepted the condition. He immediately headed towards a food truck selling biryani rice with beef and lamb, as well as chicken as menu options. In addition, they also sold kebabs and light fizzy drinks alongside mineral water.

Just then, a breeze swept through, carrying a rich, tangy aroma—crispy, cheesy, with a hint of something sharp beneath the grease. Aria sniffed. “Is that… blue cheese?” She glanced up—and sure enough, there it was. A trendy food truck, parked under a string of fairy lights, with a chalkboard sign that read: “Deep-Fried Blue Cheese Balls – 3 for $5.” A small crowd was already gathered around, waiting for their orders.

He nods hello to the twins who are standing behind me before going ahead to introduce himself. "I'm Rob, and this is Lisa, my mate. We're chefs and owners of Fine Dining. We own food trucks and restaurants all over America..." I nod, eager for him to get on with the reason he's in my shelter. "We're hired to provide food for your shelter for as long as you want us around, Luna, and believe me I hope that will last for as long as I live." He says, grinning from ear to ear at his own joke. "Hired by who?" I ask with surprise

There were many tables around, with plates of spirit fruits and other Reiki delicacies. Oxley's eyes lit up when he noticed where Caleb was staring, gulping as he exclaimed, "Hey, that's a spirit beast steak—at least noble rank spirit beast at that! Our hosts sure are generous!" As cultivators, they could go without food for days, but a spirit beast steak was as attractive as beautiful women to them. "Let's take our seat," Oxley said, gulping. The trip was already well worth it with the good food! Fafnir, however, was bemused. "Wait, can we just sit anywhere we like? Although there are no names assigned…"

*****Nikita POV***** I am still glaring at Leo, who is looking tenderly at me. That’s when the waitress brings my and Ethan’s food. “Your food, Ma’am,” she says with a melodic voice while placing the food on the table. The reason BEAT still gets packed despite their pricey menu is because their chefs always deliver on their signature dishes. My taste buds are already celebrating with anticipation. The aroma and the presentation get me salivating and my stomach growling. Talk about priorities! I really have no business nursing my empty stomach when my name is circulating in the dark web.