Stomach Growl Novels & Stories

His fingers circled there, slow and deliberate, and a moan trembled from my lips. I rubbed my thighs together, chasing the growing ache, and felt the betraying wetness gathering again. My abdomen clenched—but differently this time. The sound of my stomach growling filled the air, startling in its timing. Simon stilled, then chuckled low against my neck. His hand slid away, retreating through the crook of my shoulder. “We should eat,” he said simply.

◓ Maze ◓ I am starving !! And being hungry for food-loving people like me means something even more horrible than World War III has happened. I must stuff something very fast to calm my grumbling stomach. It's already 5:30 PM. I was so famished. He didn't even let anyone bring me something to eat. Even my stomach started protesting against me by making various strange noises. I clasped my stomach and squeeze it to calm it down. But I failed.

His grim mouth tilts up at the corners. “Hungry?” She yips. I didn’t even realize our stomach was growling, but now that I’m tuning in, I hear her belly gurgling and smell the meat in his pants. My wolf noses the bulge. He chuckles, gruff and creaky.

She take our attendance and later on she started to take the class. In the middle of the lecture my stomach, angry growled in hunger snapping everyone's attention at me. All heads turned to me and laughter filled the class. The teacher too tried to suppress her smile but failed helplessly. My cheeks heat up in embarrassment. The class was silent that's why my stomach's grumbling caught everyone's ears.

I muttered under my breath, tossing the bag carelessly onto the floor. A second later, my stomach let out a loud, betraying growl, shattering every ounce of pride I had left. I stared down at myself in disbelief. "Seriously?" My stomach answered with another shameless growl. "Traitor," I muttered, crossing my arms and glaring at the bag on the floor. For nearly a full minute, neither of us moved. Then my stomach growled again, even louder, and I let out a defeated groan. "Fine."

The image of the macaroni soup disgusted me despite the fact that I usually ate some before. I decided to stand up and open the medicine box to check for a tablet I can take. It’s maybe because I overeat last night that is why I feel like throwing up and my stomach is growling. After I took the medicine, I decided to just ignore the foods on top of the table and went back upstairs. I feel like drinking avocado shake and a carbonara with perilla leaves. The image of the food I crave flashes inside my mind which causes for my stomach to growl at the moment.

Suddenly, a jolt of pain slices through my midsection and I bend forward in pain. And as if I’m not embarrassed enough, my stomach grumbles, filling the tense silence between us with a loud groan. Oh no.

My Stomach made a grumpy ‘I am hungry’ sound Shit! (Subconsciously Face palms Her self) So embarrassing..

My stomach uses the thought to growl in agreement. The top right drawer of my desk vibrates, the metal buzzing distracting me from my stomach trying to eat itself. Plus, I get cranky when I'm hungry. It's best I don't subject myself to pubescent teenagers right now. MARISSA: Now that you and Grant are dating can we do couple game nights?

I think I really need to rest. I didn't get enough sleep as my body wanted. In the process of taking some rest, my stomach grumbled. I guess it was as a result of hunger. My stomach kept growling continuously. few moments later, I heard a knock on the door. It got me startled. Could it be my roommate? I wondered. The knock was Unfamiliar and strange to me. It was unlike my roommate who knocked without saying a word.