Regular Show Meat Your Maker Novels & Stories

"Delicious! you're really great, Aiden. The meat is also very tender, what kind of meat is this? beef? lamb? or goat?" "Human flesh!" ***

Especially not those with a more Iron dependency. Mykhol groaned. This was frustrating. He didn’t like feeling like a failure over something so dumb and simple. I said I would get her some REAL food but can’t do it. Mykhol rolled his eyes. “Here you are, m’lord.” The servant returned the plate, and Mykhol turned. He looked at the sad grey slice of beef. It made his stomach turn. What kind of monster cooks meat well? Everyone knows the flavor is in the blood- the juicer, the better.

Every inch of me wanted his thick fingers to fuck my hole while I writhed and trembled in pleasures that I would be unable to contain. So, I allowed myself… to bask in the warmth of his palm. “The meat down there,” Lucan said, his voice pulling me out of my trance. I blinked my lashes gently, staring at him in utter awe. Meat? Down there? Where? “The meat down there…” he continued again, his voice rough and hoarse at the same time. “I bet it is as soft as your skin, right?” My mind spun, and the word suddenly clicked. Meat down there?

His skeptical gaze scanned the display of braised meat packets, and he couldn't contain his intrigue any longer. "Excuse me," he said, his deep voice resonating. "I couldn't help but overhear. Are you really serving braised meat for only 3 coins?" I met his gaze with a confident smile, ready to address his doubts. "Absolutely!" I replied, my voice carrying a hint of pride. "Our braised meat is indeed priced at just 3 coins per portion." The man's eyebrows furrowed, clearly surprised by the incredible value we offered. "But the normal price of meat is around 40 coins per catty. How can your braised meat be so affordable?"

Darling? I gulped hard. “I am almost done making some for him.” I told her. She ignored me and took a spoon from the drawer. She drew a scoop from the soup and blew it cold. “Is it spicy?” “No, Korn–” “Mr. Thanakorn. He prefers to be called that.” she interrupted with a cold tone. “Yes, ma'am.” I said with a slight nod and continued, “Mr. Thanakorn does not eat spicy foods.” “Says who?”

Ace asked. “Of course. Nothing to worry about,” Rung replied casually. I gulped when we got close enough for us to see the meat that was on display. The meat that was chopped up resembled any other type of meat that I’ve seen displayed in the meat sections of supermarkets. However, there were other more wholesome versions of the meat that basically looked like a dog that had just been skinned. I closed my eyes momentarily to collect myself. To me, it was a disturbing and difficult sight to take in.

it looks like, a farmer's market here, but with a medieval theme. "Quite merry in here….interesting, what is this?…". I stopped at a butcher stall, for some reason I was compelled to. Because, unlike the meat I know, the meat was dark in color. "Hey, Lad!…!! Baroness Lydia!...Greetings Milady…". (Butcher) The enthusiastic butcher, simmer down as he noticed Baroness Lydia who was standing right beside me. "This is Monster meat…..this stall is famous for its fresh and high-quality monster meat...Owner, what meat this is?". (Baroness Lydia)

He turned the meat carefully, nodding to himself in approval as it sizzled. “This,” he announced proudly, “is how real food is made.” Karline snorted softly as she stood at the wooden table nearby, washing freshly picked vegetables. “You say that every single time.” “And every single time, I am correct,” Matteo replied without looking back. Isabella stood beside Karline, drying herbs with a clean cloth, her movements calm and practiced. “Let him enjoy his moment,” she said gently. “He’s been waiting all week to grill.” Karline smiled faintly, the tension of the past days easing just a little in this familiar rhythm. The ache in her ankle still lingered, but she leaned lightly against the tab

Meat is really important for werewolves especially when one is weak. I quickly whipped some Mongolian beef. It was tender and she'll have no stress eating it. Good thing I had the sauce ready in the fridge. It's been thirty minutes since I've finished cooking but Violet and, sorry to say, the uninvited guests coming with her are yet to arrive.

"Now that explains why the table is so well decorated. You just needed something to show off to your friends when you force them to visit!" "Chloe, I don't see why you are so upset. This is good, not decoration," her mother chided. "What are we supposed to do with all this meat then? A whole turkey, a whole chicken and there is more than enough beef and fish in my food, not to talk of the sea food you have packed there," Chloe was talking through gritted as the cameraman had started with the flashes of his camera. "It's no going to waste since I'm going to be home for most of the time so I can snack on them. I love meat anyways," I said and tried to get my hand away from where she was leadin