Series Cravings Novels & Stories

"I won't play matchmaker. I just really want you to find someone too. Someone you can be with, like the way I'm with Chris." "You don't have to do that. I'm fine like this," she lied through her teeth. **** Midnight cravings were crazy. They were like demons possessing their victims, making them lose all sense of logicality, till their thirst was fully satisfied, their hunger satiated. Only then, would they leave, watching their victims stare in awe at the empty wrappers of devouring destruction they had caused. Enemies of dieting. Those crazy spirits! Anyways, Ivy was possessed and she knew it, because why else would she be going through the kitchen, looking for chocolates at 2:07 am?

Yum! My stomach rumbles. Oh, yay, I’m hungry now! I won’t get to have my craving because somebody…cough…Jase hasn’t learned to make them for me. He refuses because he doesn’t want to spoil me. It wouldn’t grow old for me to eat them all the time, so I don’t know why he can’t make them for me. Mean Daddy.

Narrowing her eyes, she is deep in thought. “I really would like sour cream and onion Pringles, dipped in Nutella, oh and cream cakes and some of them sour things.” I shake my head at her. Her cravings are rather strange, but whatever she wants she will get. “Ok, you weirdo I will make sure we have them in ok?” I say and she licks her lips as she lays back down. “We can do it another day. There is no rush.” I scowl at him. No, absolutely not. We are doing this.

The effects of pregnancy. Before Angelo leaves, I get very hungry; it is as if I have not eaten anything for many years. Although my throat tastes like fried food, I ask him, crying: “Love, please, I have many cravings for fried food. Please, it is horrible. I am very hungry, but only for that. My mom said that if you do not fulfill the cravings, the child comes out with his mouth open.” “Okay, love, I already sent one of the guys to bring it to you.”

It shocked both of us. Damn! What the hell were you thinking, Tysha? Enough with the overreaction! Realizing my mistake, I immediately stopped hugging him and cleared my throat. My cheeks burned with embarrassment. Alright, Tysha, what's going on with you? You've been fine all day, but now, out of nowhere, you're hit with this intense craving. Blueberry cheesecake? Seriously? It's like my taste buds are staging a rebellion or something. But why now? Maybe it's just stress from all the planning for the shop opening. Yeah, that's it. I mean, who wouldn't crave a sweet treat after dealing with all that?

She suffered, she blamed herself… and even with her soul in shreds, she forced herself to go on. The weekend arrived with a soft morning sun flooding her bedroom. It was still early when her eyes fluttered open, but something was different about this Saturday. An overwhelming, almost absurd craving consumed her—cajá with mint syrup. Just thinking about the fruit made her mouth water as if it were a vital need. She pressed her hand to her belly and smiled. “You little ones are having cravings, huh?” she whispered, as though speaking directly to the babies inside her. “We’ll fix that.”

"And apparently, we've got a Zendir killer on the loose who has learned somehow to mask his scent from another Zendir - something we didn't know was possible to do. Both Sawa and Maki can usually detect one another by scent." "Licorice and cinnamon," I murmured. "Something like that," Ty agreed. "To us, the spices you use are a fairly pale imitation." That made sense, I supposed. It was all a matter of reference points. But that wasn't what was important here.

He's so annoying and it was like he had a seventh sense that I was craving something sugary or spicy. "Thanks, but I'm not hungry" liar! lair! Pants on fire! "You don't need to be hungry to have these. It's always been your favorite" He tells me to my face. "You're no one to tell me what I will and will not have, Jacob"

After the seafood arrived, I served all the food in the Dinning room and called Sally, "This looks amazing" she said when she saw the food "Let's eat" I said and helped serving her plate "I don't like or eat sea food, its absurd I suddenly had cravings for it" Sally commented as we eat "Being a Doctor and dealing with a lot of pregnant patients, I realized that pregnancy gives most unexpected and absurd Cravings ever but don't you worry, anything you feel like eating, I will be sure to make it for you" I said making her smile at me

--- (Grace's POV) The smell of roasted meat and honey-glazed bread filled the room, making my stomach twist with hunger. The moment the delivery wolf placed my order on the counter, I found myself reaching for it, the cravings unbearable now that the scent was embedded in my brain. Pregnancy cravings. They didn’t care for timing or subtlety. They hit like a storm, demanding satisfaction no matter what chaos was brewing outside. I tore open the bag, grabbing a piece of bread first. The honey clung to my fingers and dripped down slightly, but I didn’t care. I devoured it quickly, unwilling to let my thoughts wander too far from the food in front of me.