Quotes Hungry Novels & Stories

Tears were now out of the question, this was not the time for petty sorrow and self pity, I was starving and thirsty, but both men refused to provide me with anything other than death threats. "You're both devils." I don't think I have ever felt so much hatred for another human being until now. "So I've been told." Eye patch muttered, his attention remaining solely on the game in front of him. "You're both sick bastards and I hope you burn in hell." It was partly dehydration and hunger talking, but I nonetheless I meant what I said. "Is that so? How 'bout I take you with us?" Eye patch answered again, stalking towards me, I didn't break eye contact, I knew exactly what he was about to do and

Dejectedly returning to my bed once more. My stomach grumbled again, but this time there was a sharper sensation as I felt the pangs of hunger. What was happening to me? I had never experienced feelings of hunger like this before. Throughout my travels over the years, I had become used to living without regular meals and ignoring the rumbles from my stomach. But now that I have nothing else to occupy myself with, the hunger of discontentment and dissatisfaction has begun to creep in.

And mine always below 4? "Love just accept it. You loose." "Whatever." I grumbled. "You want a rematch love?" "No. You offer a rematch so you'll get another wish." I pack up the board game and place it on the side table. It is just 3pm. And I am hungry again. What is wrong with my stomach? It seems like I am always hungry. I just ate literally an hour ago. "Are you hungry?" Gideon ask. "We just ate an hour ago." I deadpanned.

I also don't feel the urge to turn into a werewolf. I don't understand what is happening. My stomach is not growling and it doesn't hurt but I am so hungry. And now my throat feels like it's as dry as the desert. I went back to the refrigerator and grabbed the raw meat I was hiding there. I quickly dig in like a hungry animal and finish all of them but the hungriness and thirst that I feel won't go away. It's unquenchable. I'm looking for something- craving for something.

It was so out of her character not to even look for him for an entire day. Polly had not eaten. He did not feel hungry. When he’s excited, he didn’t feel hungry at all “but Saucy probably is hungry!” Soon as he said that, a big piece of fried chicken fell right in front of him. It’s got about three or four bites taken from it but it still got enough meat to relieve hunger even for just a while.

Joshua stood near the door, his brow furrowed with a deepening frown as I approached, the rhythmic tap of my heels echoing on the polished floor with each determined step. His usual seriousness mirrored my own mood, casting a shadow over our unspoken tension. Despite the weight of our strained interaction, my stomach grumbled loudly, a stark reminder of the hunger gnawing within me. Inwardly sighing, I felt the hollow ache that lingered from the previous night’s sparse dinner. Awakening that morning, a renewed wave of hunger swept over me, as if the tensions in my stomach demanded to be acknowledged. The meal from yesterday seemed a distant memory now, replaced by an urgent need to satisfy m

Besides, we never got the call in the first place. "Is this your first day at work?" "I am sorry. I'm really sorry." "Haixt. Skip the apology. What we need is food, we are starving." "We don't need anything extravagant. Just bring as something to eat." "Come on in guys." "What was the delay for? I am so hungry I feel like I was about to pass out." "Me too! I feel so hungry I think I can devour a whole horse." "Come on in." "Let us sit down."

**Nolan’s POV:** I was famished—having skipped lunch before the board meeting had left me ravenous. My stomach growled in protest as I drove to the restaurant, hoping to grab something quick for a takeaway. The thought of eating at home, away from the suffocating pressure of work, was a comforting one. When I finally got to the restaurant and grabbed my food, the hunger pangs in my stomach intensified, urging me to hurry.

Kendra's POV I don't know how long it's been since Ryker took me. I haven't seen much of him just his stupid henchmen. They bring me food and water but I hardly touch it. I drink the water to keep me hydrated but I refuse to eat anything because I am afraid that it may be drugged. The door opened and Hunter stood in the doorway. "I see you haven't eaten again. Look, Kendra, I know that you don't trust us but you have to eat." I just looked at him then looked away. He picked up the tray of food and walked back to the door. "Fine have it your way. I'm sure Ryker will be thrilled to know that you are refusing to eat." He closed the door behind him and I just curled up into a ball the best I cou

She then continue to walk around the street, humming happily. Grrrm… Hellion paused and touched her stomach. She haven’t eaten for the whole day and now she’s incredibly hungry. Hellion look at the empty streets as she rubbed her navel, trying to calm her raging stomach. Where should she get some food? There’s no more vendors in this hour and also…