What's Eating Gilbert Grape Arnie Novels & Stories

‘I hope Adrian will eat my cooking.’ In the end, Adrian, who was brave enough to eat Gilbert’s cooking, had bad diarrhea for the rest of the night. “Are you retaliating against me by poisoning the fish?” Adrian rolled around as he held his stomach. “Gilbert, I’ll never ask you to cook anymore, okay?” “The fish is retaliating against you because you must’ve treated it cruelly. How else am I still fine, then?” Gilbert was amused. He poured Adrian a cup of warm water, hoping it would make Adrian’s stomach feel better.

Ariana then transferred her food onto a plate and prepared to take it to the dining table. She chose to ignore her mother-in-law, who still glared at her. If those eyes could shoot lasers, Ariana's back would be riddled with holes by now. A few minutes later, they were seated around the dining table as usual. But something was odd this time. Gerald didn't eat the food Ariana cooked for them. Instead, he took a knife and casually peeled a mango, which Ariana didn't even know where he got it from. There were only grapes, papaya, and dragon fruit on the table. Yet, Gerald was peeling a ripe yellow mango, which Ariana was sure must be sour.

Since Arianne didn’t know what to say, she decided not to say anything at all. There were two plates of big prawns for dinner tonight. When Mary served up dishes, she purposely placed the prawns in front of Arianne. Arianne unceremoniously began to peel the prawn shells and feasted on them. On the other hand, Mark gracefully brought the small bowl to his lips and slowly sipped on the soup. He failed to see how someone with such a good appetite was suffering from gastritis and was starting to heavily suspect that there was something wrong with her.

Gilbert closed his eyes slightly, obviously relieved. She looked at Gilbert's anxious look and was worried. "What is wrong? Why can't I eat the fruits? Are they poisonous?" Gilbert remained silent, just keeping his head low as if he was not feeling well. Kisa hurriedly helped him to sit down. "Don't scare me, Gilbert. You are not really poisoned, are you?" Gilbert brushed his hair from his forehead and smiled. "How can that be? I'm fine. I'm just too hungry and lacking strength."

Annie opened the door and looked surprised to see her. “Arin? What are you doing here?” she asked. “Hello, Annie. I’m sorry to bother you, but I have something very important to tell you. Can I come in?” Arin said. Annie hesitated for a moment, then nodded. She led her to the living room and offered her a seat on the couch. “What is it, Arin? Is something wrong with Gerald?” she asked, concerned. Arin took a deep breath and said, “Annie, I’m afraid I have some bad news for you. Maybe you don't know that Gerald has just proposed to Hazel some days ago."

he spat, his voice laced with venom. Before anyone could react, Gilbert picked an arrow lying nearby on the ground. With a defiant snarl, he drove the sharp tip straight into his chest. “No!” Grayson roared as he shifted back into his human form. Gilbert collapsed to the ground, his breathing shallow as blood pooled around him. A faint, mocking smile played on his lips as his eyes locked onto Grayson’s. “You…won’t stop what’s coming,” Gilbert whispered before his body went limp. Beta Luke stepped forward, his expression grim. “Alpha, what do we do now?”