Quotes Hungry Novels & Stories

“We have a problem.” Zayn’s brows furrowed a little. “What’s wrong?” “Something terrible is going to happen.” The room went silent. Zayn’s eyes were holding more urgency. “Something terrible? What do you mean?” “I’m hungry,” She declared, still maintain the same seriousness she’d had before. “And if we don’t do something about it soon, I’m going to get hangry. You know what happens when I get hangry.” A small shiver wracks Zayn. “I know what you mean, babe. We definitely need to do something about your hanger. You know, before it gets out of control.”

I demanded since I was not getting any reaction from her. Zira suddenly giggled. "Of course I'm hungry. Neither of us got anything to eat before leaving the house this morning. I was wondering if we would be able to stop someone, perhaps a local food restaurant and catch something to eat before I collapse from all the hunger that I have within me," she complained. I joined her chuckle as I felt another rumble echo from my stomach. Ocean began to twist with hunger within me. I was already depriving him devouring Zira who was so close to me and now, I still wanted to deprive it of real food.

For generations, I have seen them spend time at the gym, dieting and moping that they got bigger than last month or last year. “375 calories?” I was unsure of my answer, but it was less of my concern. If I ran going home, I would have to consume all my energy, and there was this hunger that no food could satisfy us. Connor said that it has something to do with us being a hybrid, drinking blood was still like a complete meal, making us feel full compared to eating human food.

Why do you have that I want to punch you look on your face. "This is my I am hungry face, I need to eat, and you don't want to see my I want to punch you face." "What do you want to eat?" "That creamy taglaltil in pesto sauce you bought the other day for me, and pizza most importantly." "But pizza is not food." "But it Sure in hell will solve a lot of my problems." "And what are these problems, if I may ask?" "Hunger, and I am craving it like real bad."

Bullshit. "Fuck, it's my mom. Give me a minute, Beau." I hadn't even noticed that Ruby's phone had gone off. She stepped away from our table and walked out into the midday sun. From my vantage point, I could just make out the exaggerated hand movements of her arms as they talked. My stomach rumbled then. I was hungry. Realized that I had not eaten properly in the last twenty-four hours. Just a snack here or there. Digging inside my wristlet, I pulled out my last twenty before payday and stood. Was about to walk toward the shop's counter when my path was blocked, and a card pushed into my hands...

I thought for a moment about how to get down from here and if it would be possible for me to swim across the lake. Kick! He kicked me again. My baby kicked me again. "Baby, are you hungry? Or am I hungry?" I sighed. Yes, I was hungry. Not only my baby, but I was hungry too. Why do I get hungry so quickly? And why can't I stand the sight of good meals? My stomach is already thrashing. I haven't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon. I had no choice, and I finally picked up the plate that contained a grilled piece of meat with melted BBQ sauce and mozzarella on it.

From all the traveling, l realized that l must have been left unfed for 3+ days. The little food shops were closed. My stomach was growling like a wild animal. Though shaking I kept my head held high. As minutes went, l found the hunger unbearable. Without thinking l walked to the trash can, picked up the cold and the slightly stale leftover of a hamburger then took a big bite. I was so hungry. I ate the whole hamburger caring less about the fact that it was cold and stale.

It's embarrassing for you. "Hubby." "Oh?" "I'm hungry." "Again?" he asked with a frown. "Oh great, I didn't eat well earlier." "Wow, why can't you eat properly there, you've used up the dish and rice at home." "Ahahaha because I missed what I ate earlier." I said and shook my head. it's fast because my stomach is really hungry, my stomach worms are very demanding, it's really annoying. "Ah, ehh, never mind." I said and leaned my head against the window. I smiled as I thought of something, I must have a remembrance.

The bastard knew exactly what he was doing. My stomach growled again, loud and insistent, as if the very air around me had conspired to remind me of its hunger. That low, demanding rumble was all the permission I needed. Without hesitation, I grabbed the plate, pulled it closer, and began devouring the contents as if I hadn’t eaten in days—no, as if I hadn’t eaten in years. My mind couldn’t focus on anything but the hunger that gnawed at me, pushing me to consume with a desperation I couldn’t quite suppress. I tore into the food like a starved hyena, each bit a desperate act of indulgence.