Quotes Hungry Novels & Stories

I tell my mom goodbye before leaving. Leaving the house, the first place I go is the mall. I bought a really cute pink shirt, a stylish white top, and a slipper that goes well with the shirt. I feel a bit hungry after I've finished not eating anything before leaving the house, so I go to the food area to buy a cheesy beef burger with fries and a diet Coke. I decided to watch a movie after I was through and wished I'd learned more about it before watching it. Every scene in the high school romance movie made me secretly cry in the theater, reminding me of Nate.

My stomach turns. I’m almost to my hut when the first pang hits. A deep, hollow gurgle. Not normal hunger. This is a sudden, yawning void opening in my gut. I stop, hand pressed to my abdomen. Instances don’t make you hungry. Not unless they’re designed to. This one is. Hunger is a mechanic. A trap. I laugh, a short, sharp sound in the humid air. “Clever.” The more they forbid something, the more they make you need it.

A short, slightly husky girl with long, dark hair and kind eyes greeted him. "Hi- uh, could I just get a coffee? And I'll probably need a minute for the other stuff," he replied. Tony rubbed his hands together as he mentally groaned at his failure to look at the menu. Quickly, he flipped it open and started to browse their selection. He was so hungry and now he had to wait for who knows how long for her to come back for his order. When Tony got hungry, he got bitchy. Hey, he wasn't as bad as Dillon sometimes with his occasional low blood sugars and extreme attitude if he was hungry.

The man did not leave Shaquelle for an inch and ignored people who might be known as his business partners. "I'm hungry Jerry." "You're always hungry, even though you just ate before you came down." Yes, before coming down earlier Shaquelle had time to ask one of the people in this house to eat, and now she's hungry? Maybe the effect of being pregnant is she eats so much, while Jerry sometimes still finds it difficult to eat. What he said Shaquelle should have felt was even felt by Jerry.

“Fuck. You have a fever! You’re burning! Note to self, never trust when you say you’re fine.” “You’re getting too worried. It’s not that bad. I can handle the symptoms. I’m really hungry, though. I do have a hankering for some grilled meat. I saw the fruits and oatmeal that they got for the attendees inside. I think I need more than that.” I bite my lower lip shocked by my sudden big appetite. I wrap my arms around my torso and bend at the abrupt surge of ache in my abdomen area.

“You see?' he roared. 'Mine is different, why it is so, I cannot tell! If only I could get hold of them! By Heavens, I would not spare them.’ His eyes flashed red light mirroring his fury. “Easy, easy, Thundi, don't get so angry.' “Don't get so angry you tell me?' he boomed scrambling to his feet. 'They say a hungry man is an angry man. It applies to everyone. Nobody can smile in this material world with hunger gnawing at his intestines.’ 'It's true… It's true…' Banzi said rolling his eyes. 'You see men talking, laughing; you see us jubilant, cheerful; what's the secret?' he asked moving about in rage. “There is something in the stomach,' supplied Banzi “He stopped suddenly. 'You got it. Imp

Or maybe it was hunger after all, hunger for something that's not food. It could be hunger for lusty pleasure. It could be hunger for a morning, heavy dose of pushing and pulling and moaning and groaning. That was it! I was hungry, I needed his meat to fill me up. I needed Liam's meat to quench the starving and I needed it raw. I was so weak from drinking too much and I was certain a good fuck from Liam was the perfect cure to this shitty hangover.

Irina’s POV I was so hungry. Nothing seemed to fill me up at the moment, my stomach like a bottomless pit. If I wasn’t hungry, I was constantly needing to use the bathroom. Damien watches me as I work my way through my cheeseburgers. They were so good, hitting just the right spot, satisfying my stomach. “Not hungry?” I ask between mouthfuls. Damien had only ordered himself a coffee, but he sits watching me, a knowing smile on his face.

He roamed his eyes through a table beside the bed, it was full of empty plates. He raised his eyebrows questioningly at him. "Oh these," Olgarias shook his head tiredly. "They are the victims of my unusual hunger. I am always feeling so hungry and I have eaten that much, but it still feels like there is nothing in my stomach. God, am I being a monster?"

My hunger is an angry living being, scratching and howling beneath every inch of my skin. I lunged for the sumptuous meal like a hungry animal - shoving food and water down as deep in my throat as I could. I don't even know if what I'm stuffing in my mouth is chicken or dried spiced beans. Just knowing where that food could fill the void in my stomach was fine, and I ate until I couldn't eat anymore. Until I'm full.