Star Eater Mga Nobela at Kwento

The man said. Stella took a seat opposite her parents, She took out her phone to avoid talking to her parents, her father was not even smiling, he looked like he was forced to come to the restaurant, she was already hungry when a man walked into their table, he wore a black trouser and a white button-up shirt, there was a name tag attached to his shirt. Van. “Good evening I am your waiter for tonight, are you guys ready to order,” Van said with a smile that spread across his face.

She screamed when she saw me and this time I covered my ears she was so loud. “Knock it the fuck off!” I bellowed. My bellowing startled her. Her eyes widened, and she blinked slowly at me as her mouth fell open in shock. “Yes, the monster speaks and has sensitive hearing. It also has a name. It’s Asterion, by the way.” I said, stalking forward to sit at the table. She flinched as if I was stalking towards her. I’m not sure if she was more surprised when I spoke or that I had no intentions of touching her.

He just walked off. “Y-Yes, sir,” Lena said, her voice breathless. “Who the hell is Monroe?” Evan muttered. “ He can't even get your name right. It's Morgan! What an asshole." He scowled. “Evan!” she hissed. “Don’t get me fired!” “Like he would dare.” He leaned in again, voice lower now. “Dinner tonight. Let me take you out." She hesitated. “I can’t. I have... plans with Hailey. Girls’ night.”

At the restaurant, Tom had booked the top-floor Lunar Tide private room. The circular arched window faced the capital's central Silver Moon Goddess statue, adorned with wolf-skull carvings. Adelaide took charge of ordering. Scanning the menu, she asked Lance, "Can you handle spicy?" "Ever tried chilli sauce on combat boots?" Lance's cedar pheromones carried a smile as he tapped the menu's "Triple Hot" label. "At the Southern Border, I ate military rations with chili powder." "Three dishes are enough," Adelaide said.

“I'm starving.” The scent of hamburgers and french fries hit me like a familiar hug. My stomach rumbled. “I want a ButterBurger, fries, and a salted caramel concrete mixer. And extra ketchup.” Cecelia looked over at me, eyebrows raised. “Did they not feed you over there?” I laughed. “It was a long flight!” “Extra ketchup?” Cecelia asked. “Really?” “They don't believe in ketchup in Paradisa,” I replied. “I want all of it.”

Leaving the door open for Tali, I turned and helped Baxter get the food sorted and onto plates. "Yum, it smells delicious. Where did you order from?" Tali asked. I looked at her over my shoulder. Her long dark brown hair was pulled up in a messy knot on top of her head. Her trim body was covered in yoga pants and a thin shirt covered by some kind of jacket-thingy women were prone to wear. "Taliano's. They might be Italian, but they serve the best steak in the city." "I've never heard of them," Willow answered. "Where are they?"

The evening breeze flushed on my face as I admired the glittering light coming from each building in the city. The stars in the sky continuously illuminated and I started naming my unborn children with it. Suddenly, I started craving for something to eat and immediately I took my phone. “[Hubby, can you get me something on your way back?]” I texted him with a smile on my face, wishing he would reply immediately which he did. “[Anything you want, babe.]” His reply came in and I smiled, with my hands dancing on the keyboard. “[I want slice steamed steak with lettuce, warm Korean kimchi, fried fish.]” I salivated when I was done. “[I think that’s all for now.]” I smiled and sent the message.

##Chapter 27: Cassidy Book One: Stay Meet me downstairs ASAP with your hockey bag. I stare at the phone in my hand before typing out a response. Are you serious? Just do it. Bossy much? The eye roll emoji pops up on the screen. Fine. I'll be down in 5.

The teenage waitress skittered over to them with her notepad etched around her body, she flashed the notepad gently, she gazed at the two of them, her hands suddenly flying over to her lips in shock. "Ohmigod." She waved her hands gently, her lips forming into a big smile. "I love your music! They are like heavens to my ears!" Sky shrugged his shoulders, but gently put on a smile. "Thank you dear." Stella sank in her seat, was this what it felt like being a celebrity? Surrounded by annoying fans everywhere you go. "What do you like to order?" Oh great, the waitress was still staring at Sky and nobody was paying attention to her, she still seem exhilarated by meeting the almighty Sky.

Tyson said coldly, “Mr. Star is the leader of the Order of the Star and has more than ten thousand subordinates under him. There is nothing he cannot deal with in Hong Kong. He would certainly be angry if he finds out that you looked down on him so much!” Shawn was completely helpless and could only wave his hand as he said, “I’ve already said what I needed to say. You can get him to come here if you’re not convinced! Do you think that he will dare to come?” Tyson sneered and said, “I have a very close relationship with Mr. Star. Mr. Star will always come forward to settle any problems that I have in Hong Kong on my behalf. Just wait and see if you don’t believe me!”